Wild Game Night Part 8

 The air was thick with anticipation, a strange mix of nervous energy and barely suppressed giggles. The ornate library, usually a haven of quiet intellectualism, had become the arena for this peculiar game.

Next up were Lee Know, Han, and I.N. The trio stepped into the library, the heavy oak door closing behind them with a soft thud. The silence that followed was palpable, heavier than the ancient tomes lining the walls. It was an unnervingly quiet silence, punctuated only by the frantic thumping of I.N's heart. He avoided eye contact, his gaze darting between the plush Persian rug and the grandfather clock ticking rhythmically in the corner.

The silence stretched, became uncomfortable. I.N's face began to burn, a deep crimson creeping up his neck and blooming on his cheeks. It was a confession he'd held tight for far too long, a secret that had become a burning ember within him. He couldn't hold it in anymore.

"I… I think…" his voice was a strained whisper, barely audible. He finally met their gaze, his eyes wide with a desperate sort of vulnerability. "I think… I've liked both of you for a while now." The words tumbled out, a torrent of confession he hadn't intended to unleash.

Both Lee Know and Han seemed to freeze, their eyes widening in shock. A beat of silence hung in the air before they exchanged a quick, surprised glance. Then, simultaneously, they exhaled, the tension in their bodies visibly releasing.

Han was the first to speak, his voice low and husky. "We… we feel the same, I.N."

Lee Know nodded, his gaze intense as it held I.N's. "It's… been hard to keep it quiet, especially with you always around." A small smile played on his lips, a hint of something possessive in his expression.

The confession hung in the air, a fragile thing, but the silence that followed was different now—charged, electric. I.N's heart was hammering in his chest, a mixture of fear and exhilaration. He was caught between the two of them, unsure of what to expect, yet undeniably drawn to the energy crackling between them.

It was Lee Know who broke the tenuous calm. He reached out, his fingers brushing against I.N's soft cheek, then snaked around to cup the younger's face. He pulled him forward, his lips meeting I.N's in a kiss that was both soft and possessive. At the same moment, Han moved closer, leaning down to press kisses along the sensitive skin of I.N's neck, his teeth nipping gently. One hand slid under I.N's shirt, teasing at the sensitive skin of his nipples.

I.N let out a whimper, a sound that resonated with both pleasure and a desperate need. His body trembled under their touches, a wave of heat engulfing him. He moaned softly, a raw, vulnerable sound that spurred them on.

Han pulled I.N's shirt over his head, scattering kisses and light bites across his chest, leaving a trail of marks and bruises. Lee Know's kisses deepened and became more demanding, his tongue tracing the curve of I.N's lips before delving inside. I.N's head was swimming. He was hot, aroused, and utterly needy. He pressed closer, desperate for more.

"Can I… can we go further?" Han whispered, his voice tight with barely restrained desire, his hand hovering near I.N's waist.

A soft, breathless moan was I.N's only reply. It was the only word he could form, the only sound that could possibly express the longing rushing through his body. Han, taking his unspoken permission, reached down, his fingers brushing against the bulge in I.N's pants. He began to rub, and I.N's breath hitched.

I.N was a mess, his body quaking, his head thrown back. He couldn't take much more. And then, he shattered, a choked moan escaping his lips as he came in his pants, the relief and pleasure almost overwhelming.

Han and Lee Know watched, the intensity in their eyes replaced by a dark smirk. They were clearly not disgusted but rather, intrigued by I.N. They watched him try to catch his breath, his face flushed, his eyes heavy lidded.

The sound of the library door opening startled them all, pulling them back to reality. Jimin and Jungkook stood there, their jaws dropped, their eyes wide with shock as they took in the scene before them. I.N, pants wet, shirt discarded, was a picture of vulnerability and arousal. Lee Know and Han, flushed and slightly disheveled, stood close to him, smirking like cats who'd just discovered the cream.

I.N scrambled to cover himself, his face burning with shame. The others just watched, their expressions a mix of surprise and amusement.

The walk out to the living area after changing felt like an eternity. I.N could feel the heat radiating off his cheeks as he sat on the couch. He kept his head down, avoiding eye contact with anyone present. But he could still feel the weight of both Han's and Lee Know's gazes on him.

Suddenly, Han took his hand, and gently pulled him into the hallway, Lee Know following closely behind . They guided him to a quiet alcove, away from the prying eyes and teases of the others.

"I.N," Han said, his voice soft but earnest. "What just happened… was real. And beautiful."

"We… we both want this to go further. If you're okay with it?" Lee Know interjected, his eyes piercing ones as he stared intently at I.N. He could tell I.N was still flustered and embarrassed.

I.N looked at them, his heart pounding. "You… you actually want to be with me?"

A simultaneous nod from both Han and Lee Know answered his question. The corners of I.N's lips slowly turned up into a soft smile. "Yes," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "Yes, I want to date you both."

"Great," Han grinned. "But… for now, let's keep this a secret, okay? For now"

Lee Know nodded in agreement, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Until the right time, we'll keep this just between the three of us."

I.N nodded, a genuine smile finally spreading across his face. The game of seven minutes in heaven had opened up a world of possibilities, a secret they would share, a love they would cultivate, hidden away from the prying eyes of the world. Their chaotic, beautiful love story had begun.