Onyx: Heart

by J. S. Lee

  I shook my head. “I’ve just done the talking. You spill for a bit.”

  Holly chewed at her lip. “You have to promise not to tell anyone, because this isn’t just my secret.”

  I fixed her a look. “Dude.”

  “And you can’t judge me.”

  I arched an eyebrow.

  “I’m dating,” she informed me, solemnly.

  My mouth fell open. “Holy shitballs, Holls. I thought you were going to tell me you’d hooked up with one of H3RO. Don’t scare a girl like that.”

  She shifted uncomfortably in her chair. “I’m dating H3RO,” she muttered.

  “Which one?” I demanded. “Part of me wants it to be Dante, because, as I’ve said before, I swear that boy is filth, and you need some of that in your life. But I kinda think Nate would be a good match for you.”

  “All of them,” she muttered.

  “What?!” I shrieked as I dropped the phone. I scrambled to pick it up, finding Holly looking horrified at her confession. I shook my head. “You?”

  “I know it’s a little unconventional, but I love them all, and they love me, and it wasn’t exactly the smoothest of starts, but yes. I’m dating H3RO; all of them. Tae, Dante, Nate, Minhyuk, Kyun, and Jun.”

  “You?” I repeated, convinced there was an imposter on the other side of the phone.

  “OK, look, I know I was their manager, and I suppose yes, I am in a position of power, but people date their bosses all the time. And it wasn’t until I became VC that I had real power at Atlantis. I had to fight for H3RO the whole time until then.”

  “Woah, woah, woah,” I held up a hand. “Dude, it’s not that. It’s just, it’s you.”

  “What’s wrong with me?” she asked in a small voice.

  “No, I don’t mean that.” I took a deep breath. Holly telling me she was the illegitimate heir of a K-Pop corporation was less of a shock than this bombshell. “There is nothing wrong with you. You’re gorgeous and smart, a good person, and my best friend. They’re all lucky to have you, it’s just the fact I’m saying, ‘all of them’ to you.”

  “I know it’s not exactly common, but these relationships exist.”

  “I know they do. I’m in one myself,” I said before I could stop myself. I froze. What’s worse, Holly did to. In fact, I was sure there was connectivity issues. “Holls?”

  “Are you dating Onyx?”

  I raised a shoulder, giving her an awkward smile. “Most of them?” I offered. “Which was never my intention, but Xiao said – are you fucking kidding me?” I muttered as the penny dropped. “It was you?”

  “What was me?”

  Xiao had said he knew others who were doing the same thing. At no point had I ever considered it to be H3RO and Holly. Mainly because that involved straight-laced Holly dating more than one guy without freaking out. “Not MinMin,” I told her, avoiding answering her question.

  Holly raked a hand through her hair as she blew out a long breath. “I’m not going to lie, hearing that sends my heart into overdrive because this is another potential dating scandal I’ve got to hide, but at the same time, being able to talk to someone, especially you, who gets it? You have no idea how relieved it makes me.”

  Before she could say anything, someone was bursting into her room, yelling things in Korean. Something about delaying Glitter’s debut, while a second person (I think it was Inhye) apologizing to Holly for the intrusion.

  Holly looked at me, but I shook my head. “Go. Deal with your crisis. We’ll catch up again,” I promised her. She gave me a grateful smile and promptly ended the call.

  Holy.

  Motherfucking

  God.

  Holly was dating H3RO?

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  Ring Ring Ring

  “Holly. And H3RO?” I said to the screen, still in shock.

  It was mid-morning and I had been up since the crack of dawn, unable to sleep thanks to that bombshell. I’d been hoping Holly would call me back with more details (sue me, I really did want to know how filthy Dante was), but I’d awoken to a message telling me she would call me another time.

  Sad times.

  I’d gotten through the group photos, picking out only a couple of the ones with JongB’s family as these were the ones going to Atlantis that had been included in the fan’s tickets. The rest needed a bit of the lighting altering, but I was going to let JongB have those.

  For now, I had been staring at the screen for too long. We were flying to our next stop, Toronto, on a 9 pm flight, which meant a late afternoon checkout. Sungmin had said last night when JongB went home with his family after the show, it had been arranged so that he could spend some time with them. I was happy for him for that.

  The rest of the group had been out exploring Chicago. Jiwon had mentioned something about the Chicago Bulls, but otherwise, I had told the group I had work to do.

  Which was why I was surprised when I heard a knock at my door.

  Surprised was the wrong word. Wary, was more accurate. It made no sense, because he had no way of knowing what hotel I was staying in, but for some reason, my first thought was that Damien had followed me to Chicago. With my phone in my hand, primed to hit the call button to 911, I peered out of the peephole and let out a sigh of relief when I found CX.

  I opened the door and let him in, eyeing the bag of food in one hand, drinks in the other. “What are you doing here?”

  “I told Sungmin I had a headache and wanted a nap. Then I bought hot dogs and came back here. I thought you might be hungry.”

  “Come on in,” I beamed. I wasn’t turning down food, and I was hungry.

  The only place to sit in this room was either at my desk, or on the bed. We opted for the latter. “I wasn’t sure what you wanted on it, so I asked them to serve it plain,” CX handed the hot dog over with a frown. “I don’t think he understood me. He just gave me two hot dogs.”

  The hot dogs were loaded. Fun fact: it’s not just New York that’s famous for its hot dogs. The Chicago hot dog is kind of like eating a burger. It’s got lettuce, tomatoes, onions, pickles, mustard, and relish – but no ketchup. “I don’t think it’s that he didn’t understand you, so much as he chose to ignore your request. But I don’t mind.”

  CX stared at the hot dog, then, before I could take a bite of mine, took it off me. “No.”

  “I honestly don’t mind it not being plain!” I objected, trying to get the food back.

  The bag of food was moved completely out of reach, and then CX turned back to me with a look which had me suddenly not caring. “I didn’t just come here to bring you food. But all that topping is going to kill the mood.” He gave me a mischievous smile. “I thought we could have some fun.”

  “Please tell me that fun doesn’t include clothes?”

  “Oh, I hope not,” he murmured. His hands suddenly clamped around my ankles pulling me down the bed towards him, then his lips were claiming mine. Not breaking the kiss, he pulled me upright, playing with the bottom of my shirt. He finally pulled away, just long enough to tug my shirt off, over my head, before returning to kissing me.

  They were deep, hungry kisses, but despite being free of a top, he was not touching my breasts. Every time I reached for his t-shirt, he batted my hand away.

  My phone rang, startling me, and I jerked backwards. I glanced at the phone, then rejected it. “You need to get that?” CX asked.

  I shook my head. “It’s just JongB.”

  A suspiciously evil smile appeared on CX’s face, but I was distracted as JongB called back. I rejected it again. Almost instantly, the phone started ringing again. “Answer it,” he told me.

  “I’m not…” I trailed off, seeing the smile again. “What are you thinking?”

  “He’s not Sungmin,” he declared, reaching over and hitting the answer button before I could stop him.

  “Hey, JongB, can you give me a minute?” I asked him, before mouthing ‘what?’ at CX.

  “Chicken?” he taunted.

  M
y stare turned into an arched eyebrow as I lifted the phone back to my ear. My heart was already racing. “I’m sorry, I was just getting comfortable.”

  “That sounds like you’re happy to talk to me for a while.”

  Fixing CX a pointed look, I nodded. “I’m happy to talk to you aaaaaaall afternoon,” I informed him, drawing out the word.

  “That’s good, because my mom decided to make me clear out a closet I haven’t been in for ten years, and I’m bored. What are you doing?”

  “What am I doing?” I repeated. “Not much.”

  CX returned my look with a smirk. Then his hand shot out and he pushed me onto my back. It took everything in me not to squeal at that.

  “Are you OK?” JongB asked.

  “Yeah,” I said, quickly. “How’s your family?”

  “Mina is napping, Robin is playing a computer game, mom sent dad out for groceries, or something, and I escaped to my bedroom under the pretense of cleaning the closet so that I could get half an hour to myself. I love her, but she’s spent all morning quizzing me on you.”

  “Me?” The surprise in my tone wasn’t aimed at Joomi, but at CX’s hands which had slipped under my butt so that he could tug my yoga pants off.

  Oh fuck.

  My breath hitched in anticipation.

  “She likes you. She wanted the 4-11 on you.”

  In the room, CX spread my legs, exposing my core to him. He shot me a look which I read as ‘chicken’. “Bring it,” I muttered.

  “That’s why I went upstairs,” he continued, oblivious to what I had said. “Because thinking about you got me hard.”

  I froze. Then CX ran a single finger along my slit. “Oh fuck,” I said, it sounding somewhere between a gasp and a mumbled.

  “You’re not alone, are you?” JongB said, just as CX lowered his head and allowed his tongue to follow the route his finger had just taken.

  “No,” I squeaked. “Not really.”

  “Interesting,” he murmured. “Because I’m going to see if I can make you come without the other person knowing.”

  “I’m not sure how that’s going to work.”

  “You managed to do it with CX yesterday morning,” he pointed out. “I bet you can do it now too. Are you game?”

  “I’m not sure,” I told him as CX’s tongue took another pass.

  “That’s a pity, because if I was there right now, I would be removing your clothes so that you were completely naked.”

  “Oh fuck,” I whispered. “Oh, I’m not sure-”

  “You have the most beautiful boobs,” he continued. “Just imagining them is making my cock so hard right now.”

  CX’s tongue made one last pass, swirling around my clit which had me sucking in a breath, before his mouth started moving upwards, leaving a trail of kisses to my breasts.

  “No, I’m imaging them in a bra,” JongB corrected himself. “What color is it?”

  “Blue,” I told him as CX’s hands slid under me, unfastening the item of clothing in question and gliding it down my arms.

  “And now I’m picturing your blue eyes as I take it off so that I can kiss your nipples. Your nipples deserve my tongue’s attention, and they would get it. I can almost smell your arousal from here.”

  At the same time, CX’s hands splayed over my breasts, squeezing them gently. His hands followed the curve to my nipples, already waiting for him. He grabbed them between his finger and thumb, then with the return of his smirk, gently tweaked them.

  “Oh god,” I groaned. I had no idea how to react to this. My body did. I could feel myself getting wetter. I didn’t even know what this was, but both of them were trying to make me come without the other knowing. A little voice inside my head decided that this was the moment to pipe up and tell them both what was happening.

  Then CX’s mouth clamped down on my left nipple, sucking hard, his tongue running over and around the tip. I looked down, finding his brown eyes locked on mine. Without breaking the gaze, his hand rolled the other nipple between his fingers.

  “Oh, fuck!” I exclaimed, arching my back to push my breasts even further to him.

  “Now, now,” JongB chided me. “While I appreciate you imagining me sucking your nipples would make you yell like that, you’re not supposed to be letting CX know what’s happening.”

  CX released my nipple and grinned at me. “You did so much better last time,” he whispered at me.

  “Don’t stop,” I said, not sure who I was telling, and frankly no longer caring. There was some weird juxtaposition going on with the two most innocent looking members of Onyx doing something hot and wicked. It didn’t make sense, but the hell if I cared right then. In the back of my mind, that little voice had shut up and I was ready for more of whatever the fuck this was.

  “Oh, I have no intention of stopping,” JongB informed me. “Because whatever is coming out of your mouth is turning me on. Are you turned on, Kate?”

  CX’s mouth switched to my other nipple, teasing it like he had with the other. Meanwhile, his hand was alternating between massaging my breast and twisting my nipple in the most delicious way. “Yes,” I croaked, my voice breaking.

  “Feel yourself, Kate, tell me how wet you are for me.”

  My hand moved between my legs, not needing any further prompting as I ran a hand along myself. I didn’t need my hand to feel how turned on I was, but I wasn’t against joining in myself, easing some of the ache. “So wet,” I murmured.

  CX abandoned my nipple, biting the soft skin beside it, as he slapped my hand away. “That’s all mine,” he chided me over my cry of shock. It was hard enough to hurt, but still feel good. CX’s head returned between my legs, murmuring something against me as his tongue ravished my clit.

  “I’d be tasting you right now, Kate,” JongB was continuing, purring in my ear. “My tongue would be worshiping that clit of yours.”

  In between the moans and the cursing as CX sucked and teased me, JongB describing how he would be running his tongue over me, playing with my most sensitive area, I did manage to pull my phone away from my ear and glance at the screen. They were so synchronized at one point, JongB telling me he would be pushing his tongue inside me, CX actually doing it, that I was sure the phone was on speakerphone. It wasn’t, but there was no doubt in my mind both of them knew exactly what the other was up to.

  “Fuck, Kate, you sound so good in my ear,” JongB told me. I could hear the strain in his voice. “You’re close, aren’t you? I would help you with that. My tongue would be running gentle circles around your clit, drawing you out, making you wait, just so I could keep hearing those whimpers.”

  By comparison, CX had fully devoted his entire mouth to my clit, sucking and occasionally nipping it.

  “I would know you were close, so I would help you out, sliding a finger… two fingers… deep inside you curling them up.”

  So help me, CX did exactly that.

  “Let me hear you come,” JongB begged. “Come for me, baby. Let me hear you.”

  With no warning, as CX refused to let up his ministrations on my clit, his fingers found that sweet spot inside me. My body went into overdrive, the warmth and tingling sensations shooting out from my core to every tip of my extremities as the orgasm washed over me.

  I clutched at the phone, sure I was going to squeeze it so hard it would crack, but I was determined not to drop that phone. The image of JongB on the other end of it, getting off to my moans and cries was keeping me turned on.

  On the other end of the phone, I could hear JongB’s breathing becoming more haggard. “I’m so close,” he groaned.

  “What are you doing right now?” I asked him.

  “Jerking off as I imagine plunging my dick in you, feeling your body take it deep inside you.”

  I could picture him running his hand up and down his shaft. I needed it in me. I also needed CX in me too. I locked eyes with the younger guy. “I need you in me.”

  “Oh god,” JongB groaned in my ear.

  CX d
idn’t need telling twice. While I’d been enjoying the electrifying sensation wash over me, he’d stripped off his own clothes. His cock was erect and as ready for me as I was for it. If it wasn’t for the almost desperate need to have him inside me, I would have taken him as deep in my throat as I could.

  Before I could entertain that idea fully, CX let out his own grunt as he pushed inside me, my body slick and welcoming. I could still feel my body enjoying the aftereffects of my orgasm, pulsing around his cock as he began thrusting in and out.

  “That feels good,” I moaned, for both men’s benefit. I could feel an orgasm building again. “Harder!”

  “I’m going to come,” JongB rasped in my ear. Moments later, I could hear a muffled cry.

  I bucked my hips, working with CX as we increased the intensity. With a deep thrust, I came again, dropping the phone beside me as I cried both CX and JongB’s names over again. CX continued to thrust in me, then I felt his hot orgasm escape into me. CX collapsed onto the bed beside me.

  I could hear JongB’s voice, quiet and tinny, but it took me a few seconds to realize I had dropped the phone. It was CX who reached for it, placing it between our heads as he hit a button. “Speakerphone,” he informed JongB.

  I raised my head slightly as I looked at him, an eyebrow arched. “You both knew?”

  “Of course we did,” JongB said. I could almost see him rolling his eyes at me.

  Beside me, CX stretched out. “I thought it was a weird idea.”

  “It was your idea!” JongB exclaimed.

  “You wanted to watch!” CX shot back.

  I flopped back onto the bed, chuckling to myself. “I don’t care whose idea it was. I approve. Although, next time, let me know you both know what’s going on, because there was a very weird moment in there where I wasn’t sure.”

  “Where’s the fun in that?” JongB demanded. “Next time-” We didn’t get to hear his opinion of next time because of the loud banging. “Shit!”