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“There’s an anomaly sir, sector 4.” The blonde assistant announced, breaking the silence in the headquarter of the prison. 
 
“You’re joking.” Said warden Jeong. His now sharp eyes glued on the screen glowing on the one who delivered the worst news of the night. 

“Sector 2 too.” Kang added shortly after, tapping angrily on the keyboard. 

“What?” 

“We are being hacked Sir, somebody is trying to get in our system.” 

That’s no good. 

“Are they opening cells?"  

“surprisingly, no.” 

The lights flickered and Yunho paused, checking the other monitors. 

“Standby generator status?” 

“It's on another closed system, we're gonna be fine.” 

“Uh, Captain Jeong...” the blonde then said, voice heavy with a not-well-hidden anxiety that Yunho didn’t liked at all. “Sector 1. A couple of cells just opened. None of the inmates moved though.” 

“Which ones?  

“1a and 4a” 

“Damn it.” He cursed, teeth nipping his bottom lip. 

Choi San, Jung Wooyoung, Song Mingi. 

 The first two were definitely a problem. At least mentally speaking for him, not for the facility per se. They always tried to get on the warden good side, flirting and praising him whenever he was on duty. All those attempts fell on deaf ears with Yunho, but that never discouraged them, it only made them… bolder. Annoyingly bolder, insufferably bolder. 

They started small, everything they did was just to have any kind of reaction from him, even if it was just disgust but Yunho was a fortress. Or they thought he was until they started pestering with their whole beings, taking the game into a whole new level. 

It wasn’t usual for him to see two prisoner getting intimate, Yunho just ignored that like plague, but he learned the ugly way how those two were very determined in getting what they wanted. 

And that’s what they did: one night, the one where Yunho was on duty obviously, they went way too far on their mission, droving him on the edge of losing his cold temper. Something that, for the first time in ages, made things extremely hard for him to keep his façade. Useless to say that that stunt leaded to two whole weeks of punishing confinement for both of them, in different cells. 

Jeong frowned at the memory, especially the consequences that event had on his… private life. 

But if Jung and Choi were dangerous on a mental level, the other one whose cell opened wasn’t exactly a saint. Song, a man slightly shorter than him, but with broad shoulders which made up for that centimeters he lacked, was into some serious mafia shit, not the romanticized stuff you would read in a book, no. The type who made people vanish in broad light and could overtake half of the city in less than a night. Yunho never understood how somebody with that much power could end behind the bars like that. Maybe he wasn’t worth all the hype. Nonetheless, Yunho knew he was dangerous, that’s why he was put into a cell all by himself. He could still remember very well their first encounter almost a year ago when he was assigned at that Sector: Song’s eyes were sharp and angry most of the times and, even if Yunho has never been the one to bow his head, even less before a fucking criminal, he was almost intimidated when he opened the solitary confinement Song was placed in after his attempted murder of a couple of inmates. 

That’s why he was stricter with the blonde, he couldn’t let his guard down, not even when Song behaved almost perfectly. 

He was no fool though, in those cold eyes something shifted lately when looking in the warden’s, and it made him feel something dangerously hot inside, something that shouldn’t even be there in the first place, that’s why he forced himself to brush it off. Even more after what happened between him and the other two inmates. 

Yunho took a deep breath. 

“Okay. What's the other sectors status?” he diverted his attention on the current issues. 

“No cells opened up. There are some interference, but nothing has been reported yet.” 

“Keep an eye on the situation.” He ordered taking his night stick and the radio, securing them on the belt beside the gun. 

“Where are you going?” Yeosang asked, looking at him. 

“Sector 1.” 

“Alone?” 

“They know their place, just gonna guard the entrance and shoot them if they try to open it. I need the other units to stay on standby in case other sectors will act out, got it?” 

“But—” 

“If anything happen, you have my permission to call reinforcement. Keep an eye on the cameras, Kang.” 

“Yes Sir, I got your back.” 

Yunho was well respected and a highly esteemed young Captain in that facility thanks to his hard and successful work, his reputation always preceded him to the point he received many offers from other places throughout the years, well paid and with a solid pension plan that could let him enjoy life away from that gray walls earlier than his older colleagues. But he was a simple man. After serving his country and earning way too many medals and decorations, he just wanted to do his job with no issue and sleep well at night without having to watch his back more than he was already doing. 

Only the buzzing sound of the LEDs could be heard in the otherwise silent hallway he was going through, and once he got in front of the heavy door that separated him from the Sector, he just had to look at the camera to have access. 

“Here it comes the angry cop!” he heard one of the inmate announce louder without hiding how bored he was. 

And he knew perfectly who that voice belonged to, even before looking at the redhead who stood with his back on the wall right in front of his cell. 

Jung Wooyoung. 

“Go back to your cell. Now.” Yunho’s voice was stern and left no options. 

But, somehow it made Wooyoung smile mischievously. 

“Are you going to spank me, big boy?”  

“Don’t push your luck.” He said unfazed. 

Another man emerged from the same cell. His jumpsuit tied at his narrow waist, wearing a black short-sleeved t-shirt that somehow enhanced both his biceps and whole figure, a dangerous smirk on his sun-kissed face framed by jet black hair.  

“You know, you’re so handsome when you’re threatening us, it makes me angry and horny as fuck at the same time... but in all honesty, I didn’t appreciate how you separated me from Wooyoung that time.” San came closer to the bars that separated them, eyes dangerous. 

“Oh my heartfelt apologies, I’ll gladly do much worse next time,” He spat, looking straight into San amused eyes that twitched at that. The warden too got closer to the bars, “I’ll do even better: I won't find peace until I’ve put you both in different facilities.” And they knew he was serious about that. “Unless you go back to your cell. If you’ll be good, I’ll let this slide. In honor of our long amazing relationship”  
 
But those words didn’t got him the reaction he imagined. San smiled so big that his eyes became half moons, making him look extremely cute in other contexts, but the taller would never admit it. That attitude set the first alarm off, it wasn’t the reaction he had when Yunho ordered the confinement. 

“You find this funny?” 

“I do, because you’re all by yourself right now.” 

Before Yunho could ask, he heard the heavy door closing behind him. He didn't look bothered by that, but inside his brain many alarms were going off now. One of them made him realize that one person of that Sector was missing: Song. 

Fuck. 

He couldn’t grab his gun when he caught a shadow lurking in his peripheral view, moving extremely fast towards him. 
There was no time for weapons, he diverted Song’ strong blow right away, focusing on defense in the very first moment of the fight. 
He understood even more why he was in Sector one: Mingi was an animal in combat. Every fist, every kick was extremely precise, ridiculously powerful. 

“So, glad to see you’re not just looks.” Song said, licking his slightly cut bottom lip after Yunho hit him with his fist.  

“oh… Mingi likes him~” he heard Jung snickers. 

“He might like him even more five minutes from now.” 

It wasn’t that Yunho was distracted by those words, but even with his stamina, fighting against someone like Song, was extenuating so he had to focus on saving his strength in case the other two would decide to join the fight.  

Maybe he should’ve brought backup. 

He looked up to the camera, the red light flickered so Kang was definitely watching, so why the hell not even a sound came from the radio or the speaker? 

“You’re so angry, I’d love to see those eyes losing focus” Mingi murmured smirking. 

“The cameras are out!” another voice, more nasal and high found its way to Yunho’s ears, distracting him completely. In a quick movement the warden found his face squished against the white cold bars, Mingi was pressed against his body, pinning his wrists behind his back. He tried to shake the prisoner off but it only made the press more unbearable. 

“Keep struggling, it’s cute.” Song purred right in his ear moving back his head just in time to not get hit from the back of Yunho's who didn't appreciate the closeness. 

“Open up Hongjoong.” 

“It all started when my fath—” 

“Joong, my love, the bars for fuck’ sake.” another prisoner said emerging from his cell. Yunho knew immediately who was it. 

Seonghwa. He was a well-known thief and sometimes a ruthless killer, who ended up in that prison one month before Yunho was given control of Sector One. Strangely, he never tried to mess with anyone, unless they were so stupid to poke the beast first. Which was rare as he always used his insane beauty to get what he wanted, never the force. 

“Whoops my bad!” 

Mingi took a couple of steps back, pulling Yunho with him to avoid the bars to crush the latter’s face, forcing him to enter the cells area. 

“Now we can have all the fun we want with out favorite warden~” 

The same inmate who distracted him in his fight with Mingi, as tall a Jung, with a wicked grin on his lips as he stayed near his open cell, with a whole tablet in his hand. 

With that, all five inmates were out. Now having the backup on its way would be great, but something inside his head told him he would not see it at all. 

“Where the fuck—” 

“Did I got it?” Kim ended the phrase before Yunho could, caressing the device to rile him up even more. “Next time you should select your squad personally. I thought you were more... strict on that, judging by your file, Officer. Or should I say, Captain Jeong Yunho.” He just glared at him. 

“Handcuffs.” ordered Mingi, Wooyoung immediately obeyed getting closer with a wicked grin that promised nothing good. 

After throwing away both his gun and radio, the redhead kept going, searching for the handcuffs. But when Yunho felt his hands on the thighs, groping them even, he tried to break free once again. 

“Oh? Do you have another gun here?” He said mockingly. 

“Hands the fuck off, Jung.” Yunho growled between his teeth when Wooyoung caressed the spot too close to his groin. 

“Or what, uh? What you’re gonna do if I touch... here?” With a dangerous shit-eating grin, the redhead put his hand on the warden’s crotch, Mingi could feel him go rigid and intensified the grasp on the latter wrists. “Hm? You’re big, Officer Jeong.” 

“Jung I swear to God—” 

“I swear you will be seeing him as soon you let me have my way with you.” 

“You’re making it sound like we’re gonna kill him Woo...” San reprimanded him, almost jokingly. 

“oh no, I wouldn’t let all of this go to waste, killing him should be the only crime worth of eternal damnation.” Wooyoung said making eyes at him, the things he wanted were written clearly on his face. 
 
“Do you mind stop touching me?” Yunho said in his low tone that for a second made Wooyoung freeze on the spot. 

“I do mind actually, you’re so ravishing and thick.” 

Yunho clenched his fists. 

“Handcuffs, Wooyoung” Mingi repeated, saving the warden from further touches. 

“here you go, mister killjoy” he pouted passing the handcuffs to the latter. 

Once the cold metal was closed in a snug fit around his wrists, Mingi let him go. 

“And now what, are you gonna try to get away? Good luck with that.” Yunho said mockingly, looking at them with his darkened eyes. 

“Cliché, isn’t it? But freedom it’s not the main dish tonight.” Hongjoong replied, tapping quickly on the screen. 

Now he was curious. 

“No? Then what is it?” 

“So handsome but so dumb, aren’t you?” Seonghwa cooed rolling up the sleeves of his jumpsuit, revealing a long tattoo that covered his left forearm that ended at the base of his elegant fingers. 

“You. You’re the main dish to consume before we leave this shitty hole.” Wooyoung continued, while letting San hug him from behind, kissing his neck. 

“The fuck?” He swore under his breath looking at the inmates before him. He could see hunger in those eyes and hated everything about how it made him feel as the words clicked in place. 

This can’t be real. 

“you’re insane, the hell are you talking about.” 

“oh come on, we’re simple men who got taste, and you dear Officer, are exactly what we’re looking for.” 

“backup it’s on this way—” he bluffed, his mind still refusing to accept that situation. 

“why, you want audience? Didn’t peg you as the type, Officer… thank you for letting us know that~” Wooyoung said putting two hands against his chest, as if he was touched by that moment. 

He could feel heat creeping up his neck at those words and hated every second of it. 

“actually, you are really on your own. Nobody is coming.” Hongjoong said checking his tablet with a grin, as if he was setting something up.  

“well, at least not in the way you're thinking. Someone will be coming, just not the backup, we won’t share you”  

Yunho looked once again at the cameras, they were still working so there was no way he was on his own. 

“you know, bluffing it’s not your best skill.” he said looking back at Hongjoong who kept destroying his hopes. 

“Oh, you think they’re working, but I have the access on what the system will record in all Sectors.” 

Yunho dropped his head, his black hair covering his face as his chest started to tremble. 

“all this plan just to mess with me? What, are y’all tired of fucking each other?” he replied, laughing at the ridiculous situation he ended up into. “Congrats, you fucked up for life. You won't be seeing any ray of sun after this.” 

“We’ll make it worth it then.” Mingi finally talked, his eyes sharper than before. 
 
“I want to be the first to taste him!” 
Wooyoung bounced excitedly, his hand in the air as if he was a child asking to speak. 

“Go to hell.” 

“Oh come on, Officer Jeong, you owe me for making me spend the nights all alone.” 

“I owe you shit.” Yunho stayed still, looking at the inmate with such a disgusted face. 

“San love, can you help me here? I want to touch him but I don't really want to die tonight.” 

Even if he had his hands cuffed, that didn’t mean he would stay there and give away whatever those lunatics wanted to take from him. 

As soon as Choi got closer, he aimed at his side with a powerful kick. But San wasn’t just big, and it took Yunho just one second to understand that, seeing the way he intercepted his kick with ease. It was hard to fight like that but he was trained for these cases. 

But he suspected that Choi was just playing with him, and that was exactly what San planned: to tire him. 

“Woah, black belt?” 

“4th Dan.” 

“Cute~” 

When another kick landed, San grunted at the force but he immediately grabbed the thigh and slammed him against the wall. Yunho took the blow, even if it left him with no air in his lungs for a second. 

“well, long way to the seventh then.” 

Seventh? This guy was a seventh Dan black belt? Why there was no trace of such info in his file? 
Yunho tried to hit with his knee, but, while keeping the Officer’s leg around his hips, San used that attempt to cover the couple of centimeters distance between them, moaning low when he found something hard against his abdomen. 
Between Wooyoung’s touches and the adrenaline rush from both fight with Mingi and now San, thanks to the latter’s press, he was finally aware of something was waking up in his uniform. Yunho squirmed with no avail, the more he moved, the more his hips was grinding on the other’s. He felt powerless for the second time in less than ten minutes and that made his frustration bubble up fast. 

“Aw you’re hard, supervisor Jeong... was it the manhandling, uh?” San purred against his neck, giving another thrust against the warden’s hips, licking the tiny portion of skin available on his neck. “something tells me you love being manhandled by someone stronger that you…” 

“Fuck—… it’s not—” he managed somehow, he wouldn’t admit to no living soul that being defeated for once by someone with more skills was... surprisingly good, and those thrusts probably were at fault.  

“Stop playing San.” Song ordered. 
 
When Choi took a step back, freeing the his leg, Yunho held onto the wall like life depended on it. Or worse: his pride. 
His breath was all worked up, small drops of sweat ended their journey in the shirt collar now too tight. 

“Listen.” Seonghwa started, taking a couple of steps in his direction, voice sweet and tempting even thought he just said one word that felt more like an order instead of an advice. At that, Yunho moved aside to not being cornered again. “The less you fight it, you fight us, the more pleasant will be for you.” 
 
“Pleasant? Don’t fuck with me, you... expect me to let you do what, make me your fucking whore?”  

“you make it sound like a bad thing.” San commented. 

“Don’t let us hurt you for something that can be enjoyable both ways. We’ll be taking it anyway.” Wooyoung shrugged as if he was doing him a favor.  
 
“They will notice I’m gone while on duty, somebody will check on me.” He tried to intimidate them. 

“Oh, they won’t.” Yunho gave Hongjoong a death stare as he put the device away. That fucker was talking way too much, it made him regret to not being that strict when he had the possibility. “Don’t look at me like that, I told you to chose your squad personally next time.” 

When he heard again that line, he furrowed his brows as it finally clicked. 

“You gotta be kidding me…” he murmured. “who.” 

“that gorgeous angel who got transferred a couple of months ago.” San said, completely lost in his fantasy, visualizing their partner. 

“Kang?” 

The one he instructed to send backup if something went bad. The one who always brought the best coffee blend of the whole district every time they were on duty together. The one he even took on dinner and a couple of breakfasts after the long nights, enjoying his laugh and bad jokes.  

“‘I got your back’ my ass.” he thought. 

If the ugliest type of betrayal was written all over Yunho’s face, nobody mentioned it, nor teased him further as he took the blow. 

“So? Will you be our good boy, Officer Jeong?” 

“Do you think we didn’t notice your ears when you caught me balls deep in my pretty partner? You didn’t thought we knew you were fucking jealous because that’s nothing new for the other wardens to see inmates fucking each other, they even try to join. But for you, dear Officer, what you did it was out of fucking envy.” 

Yunho knew he made a huge mistake when he didn’t reply after Choi kept blabbering about those facts, very explicitly. Because that’s what those were: facts. He remembered very well how he felt that day. He remembered the frustration of having those moments replaying in loop in his mind while getting off. 

With his kind of work position, he couldn’t afford to have a private life, not even a fling just to quench the carnal thirst that built up inevitably. And then he had to see how two prisoners, the very ones who worked hard to get on his nerve, were having what he couldn’t have, and enjoying every single moment of it? Oh it was personal. Very personal. 

“Have I got you all worked up, pretty boy?” Wooyoung purred in his ear, his arms circling the officer’s big shoulders despite the height difference, kissing the shell already turning red. 

He didn’t even noticed when Jung got this close while his thoughts clouded his mind. 
Yunho turned his face, eyes dark and full of lust emerging in all that anger. The red head couldn’t stop the moan that slipped out those plush lips just at that. “I did… do you want to know how good I feel around you?” 
 
Yunho tensed up, not wanting to give in, even if the warmth of Wooyoung made him all bothered, but those sparkling eyes that looked at him weren’t enough to distract him from his wandering hands. 

 
“you’re gonna fill me up soo well, Officer Jeong. I know that.” he purred, leaving a wet kiss to the corner of his lips.  

Despite felling the pants becoming a little tighter than before, Yunho looked offended by that gesture.  

“He doesn't get to have you if he doesn’t beg.” San managed to get him out of that spiral.  

His pride always came first: he never begged anyone, he won't start now. He shoved Wooyoung and kept him at a safe distance.  

That's when he saw his radio on the anteroom’s floor. Kang was compromised, but there was a channel to communicate with other wardens on duty. The only problem was reaching it successfully. 

Without thinking any longer, he sprinted toward it but when he was about to reach the device, he was intercepted and blocked. 

“Enough with this bullshit.” Mingi said coldly, grabbing Yunho by his arm and shoving him in the center of the room like he weighed nothing. “San, keep him still.” 

In a second, his back was against San who encaged him with no way to move. At first he didn’t struggle, Wooyoung's word still lingering in his head and Mingi’ strength left him speechless. 

But when he felt Mingi’s hands on his waist, he realized what was going to happen and tried to hit him with his knees. But once the man sat on his thighs, Yunho couldn’t move any longer.  
 
“Don’t you fucking dare to touch me, you damn freak!” he spat, hating how his voice was slightly tinted with anxiety. 
One look from the man in front of him, made him shiver. It was hunger, not the same kind he already saw back in the early days. No. It was the hunger of somebody who was about to feast. And that made his cock twitch with interest as he has never been looked like that, with that much desire. The blonde took the nightstick hooked on the belt, playing with it.  
 
“You’re afraid you’ll like it more than you want to admit,” he kept going with such a husky voice while using the nightstick to mess with his lips before focusing on the uniform, then letting it brush against his very noticeable bulge, making Yunho bite the inside of his cheeks to not sigh loudly. “And you’re absolutely right.” 

“Mingi, leave him to me.” Seonghwa said, caressing the taller broad shoulders and leaving a kiss on his ear. “Let me break him a little first.” 

The blonde kept his eyes on Yunho who was shocked as he understood that every inmate of Sector One was part of the same thing. Aside Wooyoung and San, the others never interacted with each other, and now here they were: touching and cooperating with ease. 

“All yours, don’t ruin him too much.”  

He thought he could finally breath now that Mingi got up, but he was oh so wrong. When Seonghwa straddled his hips, the look on his face promised nothing but troubles. 

“Oh, he is huge” he noted, licking his own lips while grinding on him.  

“Fuck… stop—” 

Yunho did whatever he could to avoid those touches, Seonghwa was lighter than Mingi so he could try to lift him up by drive through his legs, but that only angered the inmate. 

In a blink of an eye, Seonghwa hand was on his throat, cutting his airflow.  

“Please behave before I get ugly.” He hissed as Yunho struggled to breath. 
He tensed trying to escape that hand, but Seonghwa whole body didn’t budge anymore, instead he pressed his butt against Yunho’s bulge again, earning a choked sound from his chest. “Here I am choking you, and you twitch? Woah, you’re a kinky one Jeong... I love it.” Seonghwa scoffed before releasing his neck. 

As oxygen found its way back into his lungs, he coughed hard and tried to take in as much air as possible, even when the older grabbed his face with the same hand he used to choke him. 

“I don't want to hurt you, so I won’t repeat myself: behave. You heard me?” 

Yunho just... nodded at that. 

“Good boy.” 

Seonghwa had his sultry eyes locked on Yunho’s, a gaze so intense that now the officer understood why he was good at getting what he wanted from his victims, in that very moment more than ever as he was stealing the already crumbling mental health of the warden.  
 
Then Park got closer than before, only a couple of centimeters separated their lips, caressing his cheek sweetly. 

“Bite me and I’ll make sure you will regret it.” he murmured playing with his bottom lip before diving in a heated kiss.  

Yunho pressed his lips together, stiffening at that contact.  

Seonghwa was so damn good but Yunho didn’t want to cave in. And that wasn’t something the one on top of him liked, to prove it, he circled his bottom against the still clothed twitching cock. A slow delicious drag that finally made him part his lips to moan, and that’s when finally Seonghwa deepened the kiss, exploring Yunho’s mouth who had to fight the weakening urge to bite him. 

“He’s good, isn’t he?” 

While kissing him, Seonghwa’s hands eased the black tie before opening the shirt, caressing every inch of available skin and Yunho expressed very clearly his dismay. 

“Hush, let him do his magic.” San said against his warm ear, keeping him still easily. 

When he started playing with his nipples, Yunho buckled up his hips. 

“He’s so sensitive...” he teased, finally satisfied with how ruined Yunho lips were, starting to go down, nipping and licking the heated skin before biting down on a soft irresistible spot. 

Yunho tried so hard to not make any sound, pride still hurting from the thrust he did involuntary. But Seonghwa’s tongue was so fucking hot, lips and teeth dragged skillfully until it reached one nipple, already hard against the not so warm air. 
Those lips latched onto the sensitive bud, making him arch and go rigid in San’ still firm embrace, presenting him his slightly marked neck. And as a weak man he was, San couldn’t help but dive into it, devouring the skin that still had Seonghwa’ sweet taste and making the owner shiver. 

“I… said s… stop—” 

“We barely started and you want this to stop? Just give in already.” The older one told Yunho looking at him with eyes that would’ve convinced every person to just give him what he wanted. 

The warden didn’t know what to think anymore. 

“Try not to break him too much, it's nice to keep his stuck-up personality.” Wooyoung told him, making Seonghwa smile at that. 

Then he ripped the shirt, not having the patience to open it up, earning a chuckle from the others and a shudder from Yunho while the few buttons left flew away. 

Wooyoung whistled looking at the officer toned stomach. Yunho had such a fair skin, even though some scars he earned during his military service disrupted it occasionally, Seonghwa traced each one like he was studying them. 

“Oh, you have no idea how much Wooyoung wants to ride you, you can literally read it all over his face, look Officer” San added, and without thinking Yunho did exactly that. 

His breath faltered when he was Wooyoung’s face slightly redder than before, watching his body with such need in his dark eyes. 

When Seonghwa freed him from the heavy belt, Yunho sobered up and once again tried to break free. 

“my, my... what’s wrong now?” 

“You’re still in time to go back to your cells— I… I won’t say a thing, there would be no consequences, I swear!” it was so hard for Yunho to keep his voice steady. But he wasn’t ready to lower himself further than he had already done. 

“No consequences? You won’t punish any of us?” Seonghwa looked at him with doe eyes, as if thinking about the offer. 

“None of you, no reports.” he quickly added. “if you stop right now…” 

Everyone cooed, Seonghwa kept looking into his eyes, then he licked his lips, a wicked kind of lust taking over his face.  
 
“Ah… it would be a dream but…” Seonghwa started, hands finding the hem of those pants, playing with that before placing a hand right onto the Officer clothed shaft, that by now was sporting a darker spot where he leaked. Yunho jolted, perfect teeth biting down his lip and a moan at that. “But your body is way more sincere than you and speak very clearly on how you want this. Besides, I would be the worst criminal to leave you like this so, no thank you, Officer. I, no, we decline your generous offer~” 

“Unless you beg us to stop, we’ll have fun with you tonight.” Mingi looked at him, knowing that Yunho's pride would never make him beg some criminals. At least not now, not to stop them. They exchanged looks, the officer was angry and panicked at the same time. 

“And you will beg soon, just not for the reason you're thinking in that cute little head of yours…” added Wooyoung who now palmed his own bulge while drinking up the whole scene. Seeing him so flushed, distracted Yunho to the point he didn’t even hear his zipper being opened until Seonghwa started to mouth his now painfully hard dick, only the thin layer of the underwear was separating him from that sinful mouth. 

“Fuck!” He cursed, arching into San who didn’t budge a bit.  

“God, you’re like a faucet… so damn wet and I’ve just started.” Park said nosing the shaft, groaning at the faint musky scent. 
Yunho planted his nails into his palms for how he didn’t want to feel anything, and yet there he was, with pure excitement rushing through his veins. 

“Officer relax, Seonghwa won’t bite your dick off, you’re in good hands. Or should I say, in heavenly mouth” 

That earned a laugh from the other inmates. 

“you’re too biased Sannie.” He said before resuming his ministrations. 

“And just for your information, he doesn’t have any gag reflex.” San added softly before licking his lobe, and that made his body betray him once more, twitching with interest. 
This time, Seonghwa just looked up, eyebrow cocked to show his amusement. 

When Park finally was satisfied with how drenched the officer’s briefs were, he stood back on his knees and, with a force that didn’t match his figure, freed the man under him of both pants and underwear, kicking away even his boots, making his erection slap angrily on his abdomen. He tried to close his legs, or to shove him off one last time, but none of that helped him to get free. 

“bloody hell, he’s hung." He could hear Hongjoong curse. 

“Do you think you can take it?” Asked Wooyoung out of curiosity, earning a glare from the older, as if he was offended to have his skill questioned that way. 

“Hm... I can work on it, but yeah. Let’s see if you’ll manage to let me choke again.” 

Long fingers wrapped at the base of his cock, letting the owner of that hand examine it, or to take his measurements, he was not sure. 

Yunho felt the heat spread from his neck to his ears, and having San latched onto one, breathing heavily in it, was a fucking torture for someone so sensitive like him.  

Seonghwa kissed the frenulum, making Yunho suck in a breath. He didn’t want to lose like that, so he decided to do his best and not give them any further reaction. But he wasn’t stupid, and given the whole situation, he knew it would be a mission impossible. As if proving him right, Seonghwa let out his ridiculously long, glistening red tongue and pressed it flat from the base, going up to the tip, sucking the precum that pooled in the slit and had even the audacity to fucking moan at the taste as his pupil rolled back.  

“Aw… hyung loves how you taste.” San took advantage of that just to make him more embarrassed. 

“Shu… shut up—” he cursed between his teeth.  

“Fuck Wooyoung, you’re gonna love it too—” Seonghwa then said with his trembling voice while stroking the shaft, smearing all the precum that made the slide easier.  

When Seonghwa finally parted his lips, with warm walls enveloping his head, Yunho closed his eyes and threw his head back onto San’ shoulder, biting his lips to not make a single sound, heavy breaths coming out from his nose. 
Park’s tongue flicked and swirled messily around the spongy head, earning himself another gush of precum as if preparing his throat to take him. He absentmindedly buckled up once again, but the hand on his hip immediately stopped him and Seonghwa let his teeth graze on the red twitching skin as a warning. Even if that sent another shiver down his spine.  

“Only good boys will get to fuck my face and you, dear Officer, still didn’t earned that. So be still and don’t make me mad, you won't like it.” He warned, voice dangerously heavy with that promise, and Yunho could only remain still. “You lucky that I want to bottom this though…” 

Yunho kept his eyes fixed on his length, unable to interrupt the contact as he saw it disappeared between Seonghwa stretched lips.  

When he felt something tight trying to capture his head, he widened his eyes and the moan he tried to suppress turned into a heavy sigh. It was a brief moment as Seonghwa tried to get himself comfortable for that moment and, with just an exchange of looks with San, Yunho was being manhandled in a more seated position. Only thing that changed for him, was the fact that his hands were touching San’s crotch, judging by the little huff the inmate let out, but he didn’t had the time to react or just positioning his cuffed wrists differently, that Seonghwa’s mouth was on him once again with no intention of stopping even when Yunho felt the tight throat around him. He refused to keep looking, just the sensation was way too much and it was starting to feel a tight knot forming. 

“San, he’s not looking.” Mingi said and San immediately grabbed his head and positioned in a way that he could only see Seonghwa. 

And holy fuck. 

“Woah... he is taking if for real” he thought, almost admiring him. 

That’s when he saw the latter’s nose touching his pubic bone. No one ever managed to give him a proper head, even less to take all of him... but Seonghwa. God, was taking him like a fucking champion. 

The older let out a pleased hum against his dick, elated to have the whole thing in his mouth with just a little strain of his throat. With that vibration, Yunho could feel his balls tightening up quickly and when Seonghwa looked at him, he knew he was on the verge of cumming. The latter almost let out the twitching member, sucking only the head, before going down in one go until his whole member vanished behind those lips. He couldn’t stop the guttural moan that escaped his mouth, and when Seonghwa moaned too at his airflow being cut, Yunho was coming.  
 
Or... well. He thought he was about to.  
 
Seonghwa freed his cock with an obscene “pop” that clearly didn’t come from his lips, and cut the blood flow at the base with his fingers to not let him come. 

With the powerful orgasm being taken away just like that, Yunho breath quickened, frustration rippling through his trembling body. He tried to get some friction but Seonghwa was having none of it. 

“W-...why?” 

“What, did you like that to the point you were about to cum? Ops, my bad. I thought you hated being touched by scumbags like me.” 
Seonghwa teased him enjoying every single moment of it, even more when Yunho stayed silent letting his blushed face talk for him instead.  
 
Then he was edged, but not deep throated, another couple of times, just enough to let that “tough guy” facade crumble like it was nothing. And he was already a shivering mess: face completely red and sweaty, lips parted and fuller for how much he bit them to not moan, failing completely, a couple of more purple marks appeared on his neck thanks to San, his nipples red and swollen after being played too much, chest heaving up and down. 
San was completely flushed against him now, hips rutting lazily from time to time against his hands who weren’t balled into fists any longer. 

“Gosh look at you... you looked handsome in that uniform, but like this... you look ravishing my dear.” Seonghwa caressed his hot cheek, not minding how covered in precum was his hand. “Suck.” he ordered as he pushed two fingers past his lips and Yunho could only do what he was told to, sucking those fingers, tasting himself on them. “Aw… you’re being so obedient now. You do deserve a reward.” he said, chuckling at how his eyes sparkled at that. “But first, you have to give in order to receive…” 

With his tongue heavy in his mouth and the fingers caressing it, he couldn’t manage to ask what did that mean, he could only look at Seonghwa smirk as he retreated his fingers.  

That’s when someone positioned in front of him, with the jumpsuit already low at his hips and a prominent bulge pointing at him. 

“hello again Officer.” 

Hongjoong.  

He looked down on him and Yunho swore that he felt his stomach churn with something primal. He was never looked down like that, kudos to his height, but the lust, the yearn in Kim’s eyes was enough to let his dick twitch. 

Kim Hongjoong. The hacker who always had that kind of aura that never made him a target in the whole facility. He always treated the Officer with respect, but Yunho had this feeling that Kim knew he wasn’t the one behind the bars with no control. 

“As our star said, bite and you’ll regret it, and this is the only warning I’ll grant, understood?” he growled, completely dominating the man under him who could only nod, voice nowhere to be found under that intense gaze. “Good Officer. How badly do you want to come?” 
 
He swallowed hard at that thought.  
 
“Then, make Hongjoong come, and you’ll have your reward” 

“Don’t swallow immediately, let Seonghwa see how good you are if you want him to give you the best experience of your life” 

“I’ve… I’ve never—” he murmured but, for once, the proud Officer Jeong didn’t have the courage to finish a sentence.  

“Never had a dick in your mouth? Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll be gentle…” Kim winked, the pants under the jumpsuit coming undone and his erection was finally free from all those layers, the owner lost no time and after spitting in his hand, he stroke it until it was completely erected, grunted at the sensation. He wasn’t long but the girth was something that made his mouth water inexplicably. “At the beginning at least.” He added as his free hand cupped his jaw, the other guiding his cock to rub on his cheek, smearing precum on the soft and warm skin, marking him at that point. Surprisingly, the musky scent wasn’t that unpleasant. “Open your mouth, Officer~” Hongjoong asked with a soft smile while tapping on his lips with his manhood.  

Yunho looked at the inmate, a part of him didn't want to give in, to Hongjoong especially, but he was oh so desperate to reach the high he was deprived for so long. 

“Don’t make me wait.” 

Reluctantly, the Officer parted his lips. 

“Tongue out.” 

And Yunho did what was instructed: he timidly got his tongue out and Kim immediately rewarded him by rubbing the glistening gland. 

“Do what Seonghwa did to you, kiss the tip.” San said, guiding the warden. 

Yunho closed the lips on the head, trying to mimic what Park did to him before, kissing the length, kitten licks on the spot he knew it was very sensitive. 

“You’re so freaking cute… but it ain’t a lollipop.” 
 
Officer Jeong looked at him through his bangs, then Hongjoong finally slid in the warm cave when the other gave him access. Yunho tried his best to keep his mouth open enough to not let his teeth interfere.  

“Oh fuck, he feels so good.” Hongjoong growled, sinking his hand in those black locks that were a little sweaty by now, freeing his face to get the best view while thrusting into his mouth. “I say you can take more of it…” his patience wore out rather quickly as he was in need of more stimulation. 

Yunho panicked as Kim forced more of his cock into his mouth, feeling the latter’s shaft sliding down his tongue and reaching deeper inside of him. Felling him go rigid again, San gave him a couple of reassuring kisses. 

“Relax big boy, you’re gonna be fine” 
 
The precum seeped into Yunho’s taste buds and made him intimately aware of the latter’s flavor, head fogged up a little at that. 

“Ease your throat, he loves it when someone does it and usually makes him come faster…” he encouraged him. 

Unconsciously he tried to “ease” his throat as instructed, and that didn’t went unnoticed by the one in front of him who tightened the grip on his hair, and Yunho vibrated at that.  
 
San started playing with his nipples once again, making him choke on Hongjoong’s shaft, but the latter didn’t back out, instead he pushed himself deeper as the walls clenched around him. A disgusting sound of spluttering and gagging could be heard in the whole room as Yunho successfully choked on him. But the hand in his hair didn’t let him move to breath so he had to find a way to manage the spasms. 
Only a couple of thrusts after, Hongjoong took pity on him and opted to momentarily release his mouth, making him cough. 

“T-The fuck are…” he tried to speak but his throat was ruined. “Are you trying to kill me?!” 

“Oh shush, you're not the type to die choking on a dick. Don't be dramatic." He shrugged. "Besides, for how much precum is pooling on your belly, I can say that you liked it so much. Now open back up for me” 

“Fuck you.” Yunho spat, not wanting to choke like that another time. 

“I’ll gladly grant you that, but maybe after this my dear” 

Seeing how uncooperative he was being with his hyung, San twisted one nipple enough to let Yunho moan just to give access to Kim’ shaft. 

“C’mon, breath through your nose when I back up.” Hongjoong said staying still once he was halfway in, grinding on the tongue and enjoying the excess of spit caused by his rough treatment. 

“By the way, it feels like you’re really quite a natural at this, Officer. Even if you fight it, it’s like your mouth was made to suck cocks, don’t you think so? You just need a bit of training.” he sneered. Every time he gave a particularly hard thrust, Yunho struggled not to choke, but that only made Hongjoong do his worst. That’s why the pace he set was unforgiving, rolling his hips to make the head stay snuggled into that tight heat that convulsed around him. 
Yunho could feel himself drooling, spit ad precum dragged out by Hongjoong’s thrusts, but then San pressed his fingers on the taller’s neck, adding pressure whenever he could feel Hongjoong under his palm.  
 
“F-Fuck Sannie” Hongjoong moaned, now both of his hands were grabbing Yunho’s head, the latter nose buried in his neatly kept pubic hair as he once again cut Yunho’s airflows with the help of San, fucking his face at that point. 

Dark spots were starting to dance in his already blurry vision, thanks to the tears that pooled in his eyes, Yunho didn't know how much longer he could take it. 

Another press on his dick made him moan, choking once again. 

“He’s about to cum.” he heard the distant voice of Seonghwa, grabbing the base for the fourth time and making him confused. The abuse on his mouth and throat was so intense that he lost track of his own “condition”. But even with that harsh treatment, he was about to cum? He wouldn’t believe that if only he could clearly feel his dick throbbing against Seonghwa’s hand. 
 
“Make sure he won’t, he hasn’t earned that yet.” Mingi said but it was so muffled by the sound he was making that he couldn’t pinpoint where he was. 

When the first spurt came directly in his throat, Yunho stopped trying to breath to not let it go in the wrong pipe, but then Hongjoong backed up slightly so he could suck on the head, mouth rapidly getting full of cum that he had to unconsciously close his lips around the twitching member. Hongjoong slid out just to let another few, weak spurts land across the wet cheeks, forcing him to close one eye when it almost got hit. 

“don’t swallow yet sweetie...” he said breathless, releasing his grip on the black hair, patting them as if saying sorry, leaving a tingling sensation on Yunho’ scalp. 

The rational part of him, didn’t want to swallow at all, it was bitter and the scent now was even stronger. But God. It was something he never felt before and made him lightheaded. 

“Let me see.” Seonghwa said, making Hongjoong move over, and smiled when he saw how his partner's cum was pooling in his mouth. “You did great Officer, now swallow.” 

Yunho tried to close his lips again but Hongjoong had another vision for that moment. 

“But keep it open, can you do it?” 

He didn’t swallow, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. 

“What, did you like tasting me in your mouth so much that you don’t want to swallow? Or your little ego doesn’t let you?” 

Yunho for the first time lowered his gaze and that made something click in Hongjoong’s head. Something the warden wouldn’t be happy with. 

That’s when, even if he was sporting a semi, he brought his cock once again in that heavenly mouth, going so deep in one go that Yunho was forced to swallow what didn’t drop out with that intrusion. This time they heard a sound from him that made them tense up, attention locked on him as Hongjoong started to trust once again like a mad man who tasted the finest shit ever, fucking his head with ease this time. 

“Hongjoong.” 

A warning came from Mingi, whose attentions were still on Yunho’s body.  

“He’s loving it, look!”  

Yunho just stood there, eyes glassy, completely unfocused, his brain went pleasantly foggy at that display of force and more importantly he stopped trying to get away from that. 
The blonde looked intensely at the Officer, who kept moaning and letting his deep voice vibrations stimulating Kim’s into another second orgasm. The second load was thicker but lesser than the first, the officer let it drip into his throat, choking but trying to swallow everything.  

“Damn Officer, that was hot…” words of admiration came from San, who kept pressing on the bulge in his throat, milking the other.  

Hongjoong took out his own spent member from Yunho’s lips, the latter abandoned himself on San chest without caring about the new kind of proximity, he was too spent for that and his lungs were in desperately need of oxygen. Again. 

Kim gathered the cum that escaped from the corner of the abused mouth with his thumb and let him suck it clean and Yunho did, without putting a fight or waiting to be told what to do. 

“Bloody hell… did I break him?” He said amused as he played with his pliant tongue. “Seonghwa, love, hand me the bottle.” Hongjoong then said and the next moment something touched Yunho’s lips, was the plastic bottle. “Gotta hydrate that amazing throat of yours, sweetheart. C’mon...” and Yunho let the water ease the thirst he didn’t know he had. 

A few drops slid down to his neck, as if trying to wash away the stickiness that was already drying up. 

“Making him swallow by throat fucking is new Joongie, you’re a fucking demon—” Wooyoung said breathless and in that moment Yunho couldn’t check why he sounded like that, probably thanks to Mingi who stayed silent, since San was still behind him and Seonghwa beside him, stroking his dick lazily. 

The more water entered his stomach, the more he felt consciousness coming back to him. 

“You good?” Hongjoong then asked, once the bottle was empty. 

Yunho nodded weakly, even though he wanted to curse at him and the way he destroyed his throat, but he felt too sore for something that complicated. His jaw ached from the rough treatment, but the warmth in his belly tried to convince him it was worth it. He hated it so much. 
 
“Not bad for your first blowjob, Officer. You have a future for this” San giggled. 

He murmured a broken “fuck you” that made the man laugh even more.  

But when Hongjoong’s stepped aside, he was met with Mingi’s sharp eyes. From the way he looked at him and that expression on his face, Mingi saw everything and enjoyed it. He swallowed hard at that.  
Then he saw Wooyoung looking at him in the same way while rutting against the taller’s hand who cupped his erection. But giving that kind attention to the redhead didn’t stopped Mingi to drank up how debauched Yunho’s face looked, and licked his lips in anticipation. 

“Well, our pretty Officer was so good for us swallowing not one but two loads… it’s time for his reward, don’t you think?” 
 
Yunho’s attention was immediately back on Seonghwa at that sentence. A weak whimper escaped his throat as he got closer. 

“Aw you’re looking at me like a puppy…” Park smiled, licking the cum off his lips. “That’s what you are. A good pup. Let me take care of you. Feel free to thrust into my mouth.” the nickname came easily and the goosebumps on Yunho’ skin were the proof that it was the right pet name for him.  

“You ready to get your long-waited release?” 

“P… please… I’ve been good, I—… I did what you said.” he murmured, voice still raspy but so desperate. He needed to cum, his balls were about to burst if they could not empty themselves any time soon.  

But that sentence surprised everyone, in a positive way, they couldn’t believe their warden was already begging. 

“Yes, you’ve been very good puppy…” Seonghwa smiled. 

This time he moaned louder at that praise, any trace of inhibition gone for good. 

“Extremely good” Hongjoong added, laying on the wall to rest. All his though appearance was gone as a satisfied smile curved his lips. 

Then, finally, Seonghwa licked a long stripe from the base to the tip before engulfing the whole shaft in one go. He arched his back beautifully, all muscle tensing as the oldest in the room set a maddening pace that quickly build his arousal back up. 
 
“Don’t- ah! Don’t stop, please… please don’t—” he babbled out, voice softer and desperate.  

“He won’t puppy, you earned it.” San said before cupping his cheek to let him turn a bit, enough to just to lock their lips in a bruising kiss. 

Yunho let out a surprised yelp when he felt a slicked digit circling his rim for the first time ever. 

“W-What are you… doing?” He blurted even if San kept kissing him and Seonghwa looked up again. 

“Giving you a reward,” he teased almost innocently, pressing his finger until the muscle gave away. “Relax, it will feel extremely good in no time~”  
 
He resumed his blowjob to ease the intrusion of the digit, starting to work him open. As soon as he felt no resistance, another lubricated finger pressed on his rim, entering without any problem and earning another moan that died against San’s lips. 
Seonghwa started scissoring them, to loose the still tight muscle, and when he went down to his dick base, the third finger went easily. 

“Fuck!” Yunho’s breath was labored as he felt himself clench on those fingers which started to actually feel good. 

Park pulled his fingers out of Yunho, leaving his hole fluttering around nothing just to lead them back inside, looking for a precise spot.  

Yunho tensed up, his lips parted in a silent moan as Seonghwa found his prostate and started massaging it. And fuck. It was a mesmerizing view: Yunho’s blurred eyes, full of lust and desperation, the cheeks red with marks of the tears that escaped while he was choking, the drying cum on his chin and those lips all red and swollen. Oh, Seonghwa never has wanted to keep eye contact like in that very moment, to prove how that vision riled him up even more, he never stopped moan, sending a almost never ending vibration around the sensitive dick that at that point, was meeting his thrust erratically. Yunho felt the tension finally snap, static sound in his ears and vison going white for seconds as he was cumming down Seonghwa’s welcoming throat who kept milking him and swallowing around his shaft, cupping his balls with his free hand to give even more stimulation.  
 
“He’s a faucet for real, Seonghwa hasn’t stop swallowing—” 

That comment made Wooyoung keen.  

As Yunho started trembling in overstimulation, Seonghwa retreated but said nothing, mouth full of the last load the officer granted him, and kissed him. To the warden surprise Seonghwa parted his lips, warm seed flowed inside his mouth, his seed, as the wicked tongue who made him come, pushed the thick substance inside his mouth, let him taste what made Seonghwa moan in the first place. Yunho pushed himself up slightly to follow his lead in that filthy kiss, feeling drunk almost. 

“I would spend my whole life in prison just for this.” he then admitted once there was no trace left of cum in both mouths.  
Yunho didn’t understand how that action didn't disgust him not even remotely.  
It was so damn hot, Seonghwa was a ethereal dangerous creature sent on earth, and seeing him that close only made the heat going up. 

“He’s still hard, can I have it? Pleasee” Wooyoung interrupted his unholy thoughts about the oldest.  
 
Was he still hard? After almost passing out while coming? 
Well, he was extremely pent up… so it was a normal reaction. But damn if that didn’t stir something unusual in him. 

“Go” Mingi gave his permission to the redhead who glowed at that. 

“San?” Wooyoung asked and, even though he couldn’t possibly see him in that position, he knew he was smiling. 

“if he knows how to use a dick that good, you don’t have to ask my permission Youngie, take him~” 

As if he wasn’t even in the room, they decided who was going to be the next to have his way with Yunho, who could only listen to them. 

Wooyoung took off his white t-shirt, the rest of his uniform long gone. 
Yunho could see his tattoos. It wasn't the first time he saw them, but now he saw how breathtaking the ink looked on that golden skin. 

Using his strong shoulders as leverage, Wooyoung straddled his hips, his plush cheeks grinding on his fully erected making Yunho groan, eyes closed for an instant just to feel. 

“Finally you’ll get what you wanted pretty Officer. Aren’t you excited?” 

“You know, he wanted to drive you nuts to the point you would fuck him against the bar. He had everything planned out.” 

Yunho voice was low, thick and full of desire as he reacted to San’s words. 

“You could’ve ask to join instead of punishing us, but… well. It turned better than we could imagine, isn’t it?” 

“Talking too much…” he groaned, his length squished between those cheeks that made him crave to feel the redhead around him. 

“I do when I’m excited, don’t be impatient.” 

He stood with a bit of difficulty as Yunho was long, and guiding his head against his puffy rim. The position wasn’t the comfiest, but when it breached past the muscle ring, the sound Wooyoung made was obscene. 

“W-wait! Prep—” he was fully aware how big he was, he couldn’t help to stop Jung from hurting himself.  

Wooyoung paused, blinking comically.  

“You worried about hurting me?” 
Yunho looked away briefly but Wooyoung cupped his face to plant a wet kiss on his lips. “So you’re sweet under that stuck up facade of yours, huh? You just have to suck some dick to crumble…” 

Yunho was speechless, regretting instantly what he said, earning a laugh from the latter before he deepened the kiss. Wooyoung lips were so soft and plush, so inviting. His mouth crashed down on the redhead’s, intense and hungry. Months of building lust and want towards him came crashing on Yunho as violently as he was exploring that mouth he desired too much. 

All the whimpers, the heavy breaths between kisses, were all drank up by the Officer. It was Wooyoung who broke the kiss first. 

“Don’t worry pup, I don’t break easily and moreover,” he paused getting closer to his ear, biting the immaculate lobe. “Mingi prepped me meticulously.” at that, Yunho looked at Mingi who was licking his whole glistening hand while enjoying the show. 

“Shit.” he cursed. 

“He used his whole hand, or else no one would be able to take him fully. You’ll see~” Wooyoung kept adding fuel to the fire inside Yunho without any care, too focused on teasing his head by letting it breach his rim. 

But when Wooyoung didn’t move, Yunho looked at him desperately earning just a mischievous grin. 

“Beg puppy.” 

“W-what…?” he murmured as if his brain didn’t get what the latter meant. 

“I won’t move if you don’t beg me, if you don’t put into words how badly you want me.” 

He wanted to convince himself that if he wasn’t that aroused, he would’ve never begged for that. But truth to be told, he was tired of lying and decided to just give in, staying true to his own deepest desire. In that moment he didn’t care who they were and who he was. He just wanted to get what he desperately craved. 

“P... please” his voice trembled with want. 

“Please what, pretty boy?” San asked, curious to see him crumble further. 

“Please let me fuck you… I just want to feel how good you are for me, I swear I’ll make you feel amazing… just give me one chance…!” he finally let out, looking into Wooyoung’s eyes as straight as he definitely wasn’t in that moment. 

He felt him curse under his breath. 

“Good puppy.” 

Wooyoung had the gut to laugh when he felt Yunho twitch hard, before resuming what he was doing, descending slowly, centimeter by centimeter, engulfing that monster dick like it was personal. “He’s thick as fuck— oh God, oh God—” 
 
“so… tight.” he didn’t hide the pleasure he was feeling, brows furrowed as a few droplets of sweat fell from his face. 

“You’re a big guy, give him some time to adjust…” San purred, giving Wooyoung a reassuring caress on his cheek. 

When Yunho was completely inside, Wooyoung had to grab the base of his cock to not come on the spot. His hole was twitching so much even if there was no active friction. The stretch was more than enough to bring him to the edge.  

“Damn Wooyoung—” San cursed probably looking at something, and only when the redhead looked down, he saw a little bump in his abdomen. 

“Fucking hell I don’t want to come yet… shit…” He pleaded glancing away. “You’re making me feel full to the brim, Officer, d-… do you feel that?” He circled his hips, getting accustomed with the length and the girth. 
 
“Feels amazing…” he let out, voice broken and a look of pure bliss on his face. 

“I know, I can feel you twitching like crazy, I’ll take that as a compliment~” he said pressing on his tummy. 

Maybe he wasn’t kidding when he said Yunho will be seeing God that night. 

But as humble as Wooyoung could be, he started the process by moving, letting Yunho see stars first. 

He felt like a glove around him, and the fact they were doing it raw, made something snap in his head. After a couple of drags, Yunho’s face darkened as he planted his feet on the ground and met Wooyoung’s shallow thrust with his powerful ones. Their moans were so loud. 

Then the smaller one, dipped down to kiss him, it was all tongue and teeth this time, both too high on pleasure to care. But with that arch, Yunho dragged his length deliciously over his prostate, abusing it to the point that Wooyoung couldn’t stop whining on his shoulder. That’s when San kissed his partner hungrily and all those nasty sounds right into his ear, made Yunho loose it completely. 

“Officer you don’t get to come before him.” he immediately looked at Seonghwa as if he just killed his dog. “Don’t look at me like that, you owe him two whole weeks of no sex and we had to witness the consequences of it. So he comes first.” 
 
Yunho bit his lip, frustration taking over but he knew he was at fault and needed to make up for it. He still couldn’t use his hands so he started peppering the latter’s neck with kisses and little bites, repeating what made his hole clench around him. 

“You feel so good Jung…” he growled, sucking a mark on the golden skin. “Wanted… no, needed to fuck you hard since then… I’ve spent nights with the thought of you both fucking like animals, right in front of me.” 
Yunho couldn’t stop himself, every word punctuated by his thrusts. “You're so fucking good… you have no idea what you did to me.” 
 
“Wooyoung. His name is Wooyoung.” Mingi said as he stood behind the red head. But Yunho knew. Knew all of their names, just… he didn’t want to get that personal with them. That was before taking two loads, coming down an amazing throat and now he was balls deep fighting the urge to come again. So yeah, he was way too far to not get personal. 

“Wooyoung... Wooyoungie you’re so fucking good for me.” the name fell like a prayer on his red lips and that made Wooyoung cry aloud, a shudder ran through his body. 

“Fuck… yeah, call me Wooyoungie again!” 

That’s what Yunho did, over and over. 
His pace was faltering but luckily Wooyoung went rigid to the point he couldn’t move anymore as he came hard between them, both their fluids mixing up on his skin. 

“Good boy… you’re such a good boy Wooyoungie…” he praised him, milking his prostate until he felt him whimpers in overstimulation. He stilled even if he was about to burst. 

“Don’t stop.” He heard Wooyoung mutter. “I want you to come inside, don’t you fucking stop.” Wooyoung threatened, even though his legs had no strength left.  
With that, Yunho drove again into the fluttering hole, his precum making the slide even better but it wasn’t enough.  

“My… hands. Uncuff me…” he said looking at Mingi who quirked an eyebrow. 

“Why, can’t you fuck him properly without your hands, mister 4th Dan? You got strength in those legs, use that.” He replied totally unbothered. 

“Song—” 

“What?” 

The eye contact was so intense between them, a silent battle where Mingi wanted to hear the single word Yunho didn’t want to pronounce for him specifically. Even thought he repeated it just minutes before. The blonde stepped closer, his hand grabbed Yunho’s hair in a possessive grip and the other pushed Wooyoung down on his dick, making them both moan simultaneously. 

“I said, what?” He growled, eyes stuck on the Officer. 

Yunho somehow gathered the strength to not look away.  

“Please... uncuff me.” He repeated, tone more soft. 

“What if you’ll try something funny?” 
 
“I won’t! I… swear I won’t… please.” 
 
With a triumphant smirk, Mingi looked at San, handling him the key. 

“Put his hands on the front. The Handcuffs stay.” 

San did what Mingi said, Yunho hissed when he brought his now sore arms in the front after taking off what was left of his shirt. 

“Thank you…” he said, even if he was still unable to use the as he originally thought he would. 

“Officer Jeong…” Wooyoung called him, fully recovered and thirsty as hell. That's when Yunho put his hands behind Wooyoung’s nape and in one second, he was under him, head safely nestled on the back of his hands.  
 
“What a gentleman…” Wooyoung teased him for that gesture, caressing his nape as he devoured his neck. 
 
“Not for long Wooyoungie.” Yunho growled after sucking a blooming mark on that skin. 

“Then wreck me, Officer~" he anchored his legs onto the latter’s hips. 

Yunho backed up until the head stayed inside, just to begin thrusting with a newly founded force; his movement were precise, deep to the point Wooyoung stopped talking. The bump in his tummy even more noticeable. 

“Can I come?” He asked, fearing to be denied once again. 

“Fill me up puppy.” Wooyoung whispered and that was it. 

After a couple of thrusts, Yunho stilled deeper than before and come started flooding Wooyoung’s insides. 

“It’s too much, oh my fucking god please don’t stop.” He nearly screamed, his body didn’t know if he wanted to escape or if he wanted to get even closer. 
That earned a laugh from behind them. 
Yunho kept milking himself, forehead pressed on the hollow of his neck, looking down how slightly inflated the once toned stomach was now. 

“You can secure a fucking generation with that much cum, what the hell…” 

Yunho smiled, basking in the aftermath of his orgasm, body tingling pleasantly as he rolled his hips to get a little bit of more friction before it could turn into overstimulation. But then he could feel someone right behind him, grabbing his waist and grinding his erection between his now exposed bottom, making him panic a little. 

“You fuck worse than us officer,” San nosed his neck, inhaling the faint pleasant scent of the latter’s shampoo. “Mingi-ah, do you mind if I take him first?” He asked, Yunho was just a thing to pass between them. 

“help yourself, at least he will get used for me in no time.” 

Yunho felt sans fingers prodding his pliant hole, going past it with a terrifying ease. The pressure was there, but Seonghwa prep still helped. The fact that his fingers were smaller, helped even more. 

“Got almost my whole hand in one go, fuck… he’s still open even if all he got was your fingers, hyung…” he told Seonghwa who smiled at that. “you really are made to receive.” San continued in a whisper meant only for Yunho, while pumping his digits in and out a couple of times before taking back his hand. 

“San, please don’t, wait a sec—” Yunho pleaded, slight panic setting in. 

San slid his lubed length between his cheeks, head catching onto the fluttering rim but not breaching it. 

“I don’t want to wait, but trust me you’ll feel great, just relax.” with that, San parted the cheeks just to look at his aching dick disappear between them. 

Yunho curved himself on Wooyoung at that intrusion, trying his best to stay relaxed, the latter promptly gave him kisses and caresses. San wasn’t much longer than Hongjoong, but was as girthed and Yunho could feel every centimeter, every vein. Everything. 

“Amazing, you’re made for this officer Jeong, you take me so well,” he said going down to kiss his shoulder, pushing himself deeper until he bottomed out. “All that monster of a dick but you got a pussy here so damn delicious…” 
San pushed back completely, just to sink in that delicious throbbing heat. 

“St… stop talking like that—” Yunho groaned at his words, ears totally red as the latter kept referring to his hole as a “pussy”. That shouldn’t really be that hot, but, apparently, he was discovering many kinks as the night went by.  

“Why? You’re devouring my cock every time I do.” 

“And he twitches as well… I can feel him swell again Sannie.” 

What a snitch. 

“It’s infuriating… you got skills, looks, height, length, a fucking good throat and a pussy like this… the universe has it’s favorite and it shows.” San said setting a pace that was nothing like Yunho’s: it was precise, slow but strong as if he wanted to imprint himself into those walls. “Yet you’re crumbling while being mounted… who’s the animal here?” He mocked nibbling his ear and accompanying his arched back to press on Wooyoung who was still connected with the Officer. 

Yunho was completely overwhelmed with all the sensations, none of them were negative. The drag of San’s dick was so damn good it scared him, not enough to lie and tell him to stop.  

“Fuuck Sannie… you’re fucking me using him.” Wooyoung moaned, dick getting stimulated between his and Yunho’s abdomen. 

San had a strength that reduced Yunho into a whimpering mess, he couldn’t even move his hips the way he wanted to receive the right friction from Wooyoung’s walls as Choi was doing it for him. 

“I’m gonna come, be ready to take your fist load in your pussy, Officer” 

San thrusts faltered, becoming deeper and stronger, pressing in every good spot until he came. The new sensation of warmth flooding in his deepest part made him come right away inside Wooyoung who took what was given, too spent by the aftermath of his orgasms he just had to even moan. His seed started to seep around his length, Wooyoung’s tummy was sticky and even more dilated than before.  

San milked himself until the last drop, landing a couple of playful smacks as a reward, enjoying the clenching around him. 

Yunho was getting tired, but he tried his best to not crush Wooyoung under him who was still panting with his weight. 

“Hyung? What do you want to do? Take his mouth or his pussy?” he said, grunting as he drew back until he left Yunho’s warmth. 

The latter grimaced at the feeling of emptiness, but he grimaced even more when he felt the warm cum gushing out from his hole just to slide on his tights.  

“Hm… mouth sounds tempting but I’ll take the pussy.” He could feel Seonghwa’s voice getting closer again. 

“Mingi, want to take his mouth?” San asked with a strange hope in the eyes. But Mingi knew the latter, and when San saw the way Hongjoong took the Officer's mouth, immediately confirmed what he wanted to do next.  

“All yours Sannie, don’t go too hard like someone we know.” 

Hongjoong laughed distantly at that. 

“Are you with us, Officer? Do you want more?” 

Yunho, as high as he was, nodded; the need of feeling what the man who made him see stars in the first place by swallowing him whole, had still to give him, was very clear. 

“Youngie, you up for another round?” San asked Wooyoung, who was sated and let himself being kissed by the latter. 

“Hm… don’t threaten me with a good time… but I’m too full now, I’ll get nauseous.” he said and only then Yunho could feel two arms lift him up, his dick rolled out Wooyoung ruined hole where a puddle was already forming.  

As soon as they left him in Hongjoong’s care, San and Seonghwa repositioned Yunho on his hands and knees, not wasting any seconds. But he was so spent, Seonghwa had to grab his hair to help him face San who had way too much stamina for his tastes.  

“Puppy, open up” San said, stroking his member back to life and as soon as Yunho obeyed, he pushed it past his lips but stayed still. “Let me feel how sorry you are for taking away Wooyoung from me, won’t you?” Yunho swirled his tongue on his head, point latching on the slit before hollowing his cheeks. It was still messy, but definitely he was putting effort. “Look at him, he’s such a fast learner!” after that comment, San tucked his hair away from his sweaty forehead to have a better view. 

Seonghwa on the other side, didn’t care to announce his presence, and after gathering the cum that oozed out with his head, he just slid into his hole, grunting when he was met with a bit of resistance. He was a little longer than San, but thankfully the latter's load and the insane amount of lube Seonghwa used helped the slide. 

Yunho closed his eyes, jaw going slack at Seonghwa stimulating his walls, and San, as the menace he was, used that to sheath himself fully in his mouth, head caught in his fluttering throat. The older moaned as Yunho clenched on him.  

“Fuck, do that again” Seonghwa grunted, his grip on the Officer’s waist intensified, and San obliged. 

“Did Hongjoong hyung fucked this hole so good that you need your throat stuffed anytime?” San asked rhetorically almost. 

Seonghwa then grabbed his member and started pumping him with the same pace of his thrusts, marking the end for Yunho rather quickly. He seized up, both orifices clenching down the dicks they were being stuffed with as he came once again between them. 

Seonghwa was the first to come after him, adding more cum as if to make up for what his movements pushed out from his greedy hole, while San just kept going, refractory time going strong. Yunho’s moan were broken punctuated by each thrust. 

San buried himself, dick spluttering right into his throat one last time. And Yunho just looked at him as he let him add a third load in his stomach, eyes glassy and unfocused. 

Like a good broken puppy. 

“we’re good now, pretty boy. Thank you for your service.” San said, crunching down to give him another kiss. 

“It's time for dessert pup, be good.” Seonghwa said as he cradled him into his arms, both still connected as the older didn’t want his cum to go to waste, hand petting his hair that definitely needed a good wash, letting him face a now standing Mingi who, slowly, approached the two. When his blurred eyes focused on the length the blonde had in is hand, Yunho shivered. 

“Fuck…” he whined, not sure if it was with want or fear to have such a thing inside. 

Like their height, Mingi’s cock made up with girth where he lacked with length unlike Yunho’s. Now Wooyoung’s words made even more sense, he wasn’t just exaggerating. 

“Don’t worry, it looks scarier than it really is.” Seonghwa said, pushing out his spent member. “but he knows how to use it very well, pup.” 
 
“Please... I can't—… it won’t fit.” He said, sincerely concerned, back pressing on Seonghwa’s chest. 
 
“You will anyway…” Mingi hissed while grinding his dick between his cheeks, the head catching his puffed rim, teasing him. “Now relax.” 

The blonde hushed Yunho as he pushed into the lubricated hole. The officer just stayed with his eyes closed and his mouth open without being able to make any sound while being split open by Song. 

“Fucking hell, so damn tight—”  

“And you’re unethically big, so give him time to adjust. It's his first time taking such a dick.” 

Mingi glared at Seonghwa who didn’t even looked fazed, instead he kept kissing Yunho temple. 

“... you're teaching me how to fuck?"  
 
“No, I’m telling you to not go completely berserk. At least, not this time. ” Seonghwa didn’t bend at Mingi’s eyes, fully aware of his own power. 

The blonde just sighed. 

“Not promising anything.” 

“Breath puppy, he will make you feel good. More than San and I did even…" he purred against the officer cheek, luring him to take big breaths to relax his muscles. 

But as Mingi bottomed out, Yunho felt delirious almost, too full. The blonde’s dick pressed on his prostate even more than Seonghwa did before. That’s when another orgasm came without the usual build up, without any touch, leaving both Seonghwa and Mingi shocked. 

“Woah Officer, dick so good you came untouched, uh? I’m flattered” Mingi teased him, cracking a smile while bringing a couple of fingers to the mess of cum on Yunho’s abdomen, sucking them like it was a treat. His mind was pleasantly fuzzed as it was falling apart in those strong hand. Shockingly, he did nothing to stop it.  

“Yun...” he murmured, not having enough oxygen to speak yet. 

“What did you say?” 

“Yunho... call me Yun...ho." he tried again, voice cracking while his chest trembled with the last effects of the orgasm. 

“Yunho” Mingi savored the name on his tongue, a chuckle escaped his lips when he felt Yunho twitch around him as he was being called. 

He retreated a bit, before giving the first thrust that was… intense, powerful and way too deep, Yunho found himself moaning with his eyes closed in a blissed out expression, still a bit sensitive from his earlier orgasm. His body jolted as Mingi picked up the pace, snapping his hips into Yunho’s as wet skin-onto-skin filled the whole area. 

Having to face him while he drilled into his hole, was too much. Watching the light eyebrows furrowed as he was concentrating, his plush lips parted to let go those possessive growls, the eyes focused on every reaction of Yunho. It was all too much. 

“After all that cum and cocks, he’s still hungry… we broke him for good.” Seonghwa chuckled, kissing him once again, drinking up every delicious whimper Yunho gave him. 

“My turn.” Mingi called, and immediately Seonghwa made space for him to take his place. 

The blonde didn’t kiss, he devoured. When Yunho parted his lips, Song licked and sucked his tongue. Everything about him was fierce, even his grunts as he kept going with those languid thrusts. But his kisses, Yunho could hardly keep up with them: teeth nipping his lips as if returning the favor of tasting blood like the warden did to him in their fight, tongue dominating in the same way the blonde was dominating him whole.  
Yunho took his hands to Mingi’s neck, caressing his jaw and looking for something to hold on to. 

Seonghwa decided to leave the two alone before getting aroused once again and proposing something Yunho’s body wasn’t ready to experience, so after giving a look to Mingi, who paused his movement, the latter embraced Yunho and helped him onto the cold floor. 
One rough hand caressed his thigh before grabbing it and putting on his hip, changing the angle of his movements while he kept Yunho’s hands firmly on his head, using them as leverage. After that, he latched onto the space between his neck and collarbone, sucking aggressively until he was satisfied of the color the skin was turning into before sinking his teeth into the delicate flesh. At that, the taller couldn’t stop the obscene moan that freed itself from his abused throat. 

“that was… so top-tier porn material.” San commented, but Yunho didn’t even hear his words. “who knew our puppy was capable of such sounds.” 

The thrusts changed, Mingi felt way too deep and not even taking San and Seonghwa could have him ready to adjust to that girth. 

“Fuck... ’s good...!” He whimpered as he arched his back, giving Song free access to his perked nipples, licking and literally worship them until Yunho was writhing, pleasure almost turning into pain. 

Mingi pushed his palm on his abdomen, to feel himself from the outside, now chasing his own high. But Yunho felt another kind of pressure in his low abdomen. Not the kind that lead to an intense climax. 

“Wait, too much… too much I need to- ugh…” he babbled out, hoping to warn the other in time but when he opened his eyes, he was met by Mingi’s knowing, smirking face. That bastard knew what was doing, as if to prove it, he pushed a little more while angling his thrusts to hit his prostate dead-on. 

“Let go Yunho, whatever you have left, let go for me. Be good for me…” he purred nosing his neck, voice low and so damn hot against his skin. 

That was it. As if he was commanded to, his body snapped before he could even comprehend what was going on. He squirted, a clean mixture and a bit of cum splattered between their body, as he was completely drained. 

“you’re so fucking hot Yunho- damn it, I’m so close…” 

The thrusts sped up as the walls around him clenched hard and overstimulation started to become borderline painful, until Mingi stilled in the deepest part of him, coming inside and finally claiming what he desired since the first time he saw their new warden. He kept milking himself throughout his orgasm, and Yunho felt like way too full at that point. Too much. Mingi was way too much. 

“You’re so perfect for us, so perfect for me, Yunho.” He praised him while kissing his neck. 

Yunho felt his consciousness slip away, body getting heavy after all he went through, but that didn’t stop his soft cock from twitching weakly one last time after hearing those words, before passing out. 

Mingi just admired him as he was catching his own breath. After ensuring that the Officer was still breathing, he held out his hand waiting the plug Seonghwa brought especially for their freshly adopted puppy. They would clean him once they’re in a better place, and the idea of sealing his own cum in the person he waited so long to have in his arms, was extremely hot. 

He retreated slowly, checking on Yunho’s face in search of any discomfort, but once he was out, his eyes were on the slightly gaping hole, rim red and puffy that mechanically twitched after being stimulated for that long. He pushed back inside his load mixed with the one of San and Seonghwa who were attentively watching him, before securing everything with the jeweled plug that slipped inside snuggled enough to not let anything to slip out. 

“I’m shocked you’re satisfied with just one round…” 

"-'m not, but I want his reaction more than just fucking him. You tired him way too much.” 

“we’ll make up for it, don’t worry.” San said passing him a warm cloth, and Mingi immediately started to clean Yunho’s body, putting extra care on the spent softening shaft and his plush glistening thighs. 

“Fuck, this was the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed.” Wooyoung said, glowing even if he wore dark clothes that didn’t belonged to the prison, like he wasn’t a wrecked mess not so long ago. “but next time I want to taste him. Not fair that only Seonghwa-hyung got suck him off!” he added pouting. 

“… can’t believe you’re saying this after getting your belly so full you almost looked pregnant.” Hongjoong teased him, earning a satisfied grin. 

“Hope Yeosang got everything on tape.” added San while putting a jacket on.  

“I did, he couldn’t. I just made sure he could see everything on his laptop since I had to cut their system out or else our puppy’s bright career would be compromised.” Hongjoong replied looking at the tablet in his hands. 

“in this moment I love you more than Wooyoung, you know that?” he said chasing him for a kiss the older did not wanted, not at all. 

“you’re such a slut, kissing my ass just to get such a beautiful tape!” 

With that they started bickering. 

“What do we do now, boss?” Asked Seonghwa waiting with a change of clothes for Mingi, while watching him clean Yunho with such reverence. 

“Yeosang?” he asked, completely ignoring the chaos around them.  

“Got us covered, nobody asked anything about Yunho yet. Jongho is waiting for your order.” 

“Hm… what should I do with him…” it was more a thought than a question. 

“Having second thoughts on wanting to keep him?” 

“Absolutely not, you saw his skills. His file doesn’t even come close about his potential. He’s too good to let him root here.” 

“And he’s the perfect doll for us, so what’s the matter?” Seonghwa added, petting the hair of the sleeping beauty in his boss’s hands. 

“he practically see us as scum, I don’t think he would be to keen to join us, not without blackmailing him at least.” Wooyoung easily voiced their thoughts without beating around the bush. 

“Mingi broke him for good, there's no way he won't join us” San bit back, hope very noticeable in his tone. 

And Mingi recognized that instantly as he shared the same feeling. 

“Let’s put his clothes back on, it's time to go. Call Jongho.” he uncuffed him, massaging the bluish marks on the wrists before letting Seonghwa do all the work as he had to finally change out from that ugly orange jumpsuit with dark clothes who fit him like a glove. 

“… minus the underwear, those are ruined. I volunteer to keep them tho-” 

“Wooyoung!” they all scolded him. 

“what, y’all are way nastier than me!” 

Oh, Yunho wasn’t really ready for what awaited him next time he would open up his eyes.