Yena
I take a deep breath as I survey the living room, looking around at the chaos of boxes and furniture being moved. Yul is carrying in one of the last boxes from the moving van, his shirt clinging to his back with sweat from all the lifting. The kids are running around excitedly, unable to contain their energy at having Yul back home.
"Appa, Appa! I can help carry that!" Yuji calls out eagerly. She rushes over to try and take the box from Yul's arms.
Yul laughs and ruffles Yuji's hair. "This one's too heavy for you, kiddo. Why don't you go help your dad organize the kitchen instead?"
Yuji pouts but obediently scampers off to find Inha. I smile as I watch them, my heart feeling full in a way it hasn't for a long time.
Once the last box is inside, we all gather around the dining table for a homecooked meal to celebrate Yul's return. The kids are practically vibrating with excitement, chattering away about all the things they want to do now that Yul is living with us again.
Seulgi, my sweet little girl, keeps reaching across the table to touch Yul's arm as if to reassure herself he's really there. Each time she does, Yul catches her tiny hand and presses a kiss to her palm, his eyes crinkling at the corners with pure adoration.
As I look around the table at my beautiful, joyful family, a sense of peace settles over me. Things are finally falling back into place after so much turmoil and heartbreak. Maybe, just maybe, we'll be alright after all.
I quietly make my way down the hall after tucking in the last of the kids. My heart is light, happiness bubbling up inside me at the sounds of laughter and movement coming from Yul's old room.
I pause in the doorway, unable to stop the smile that spreads across my face at the sight of Yul unpacking his things. Inha is leaning against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest as he watches with a soft expression.
Yul looks up as I enter, his eyes crinkling at the corners when he sees me. "There you are. The kids all settled?"
I nod, moving further into the room to perch on the edge of the bed. "Out like lights. I think today's excitement wore them out."
Inha snorts. "You'd think they did all the actual work instead of running between our legs and nearly causing an accident several times over."
We share a laugh at that. Once it dies down, I turn my gaze back to Yul, taking in the familiar sight of his belongings scattered around the space that was once his sanctuary.
"How does it feel?" I ask quietly. "Being back here again?"
Yul pauses in the middle of unwrapping a framed photo—one of him, me, and Seulgi on her first birthday. His fingers trace over the smiling figures frozen in time.
"It never stopped feeling like home," he admits. He looks up at me then, his eyes impossibly soft. "No matter how far away I went, you two were always here waiting for me."
The emotion in his voice steals my breath. I reach out without thinking, tangling my fingers with his against the cool glass of the frame...
My hand switches direction, landing on Yul's wrist instead, my hand closes around it and I look up and meet Yul's eyes.
I pull Yul closer to me, our lips meeting in a hungry kiss that feels like it's been years in the making. I can feel the tension in his body as he hesitates for a moment, but then he relaxes into the kiss, returning it with equal fervor.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Inha start to back away from the room, his expression unreadable. I quickly break away from Yul and call out to him.
"Inha, wait," I say, my voice breathy from the intensity of the kiss. "Don't go."
Inha pauses in the doorway, his hand still on the doorknob. He looks over at us, his eyes flicking between me and Yul, who is still sitting on the bed next to me.
"Come here," I say, holding out my hand to him. "Close the door."
Inha's eyebrows furrow in confusion. He stands there for a moment, unsure of what to do.
I can feel Yul's eyes on me as well, his body tense as he waits to see what I'll do next. I take a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest.
I've never done anything like this before, never even considered it. But something about the way Inha and Yul have been interacting lately, the way they've both been trying to make amends and move forward, has made me wonder if maybe there's a way for us all to be happy together.
I look up at Inha, my eyes meeting his. "I want you both," I say, my voice steady despite the nerves fluttering in my stomach. "I want us all to be together."
Inha's eyes widen in surprise, but then he looks over at Yul, who is still sitting next to me.
I watch as Inha and Yul exchange a glance, their silent communication making my heart race with anticipation. After what feels like an eternity, Inha finally shrugs, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him.
My breath hitches as he approaches the bed, his eyes never leaving mine. Yul shifts beside me, making room for Inha to sit down on my other side.
The three of us sit there in silence for a moment, the tension in the room palpable. I can feel the heat radiating off both of their bodies, their proximity sending shivers down my spine.
I take a deep breath, gathering my courage. "I know we've never discussed this before," I begin, my voice barely above a whisper. "But I love you both, and I don't want to choose between you."
Inha's hand finds mine, his thumb tracing gentle circles on the back of my hand. "I won't lie and say I haven't thought about it," he says, his voice low and steady.
Yul looks a little startled by this, He stares at Inha for a moment and then shoots a quick look at me.
"H-how would you want this to work? I mean, do you want us to….at the same time or…"
A helpless giggle slips past my lips. I can't help it. Yul's darkening flush is adorable. Inha quirks a brow and only looks slightly bemused.
"Don't tell me in the years you've been living in a two-husband house you've never looked up poly porn," I tease him.
Yul quickly drops his gaze, his cheeks turning a bright pink.
"Well, I…I was never brave enough to even assume it could be a possibility," he admits, flustered.
Inha narrows his eyes at me. "You mean to tell me that you have been looking up spank material with more than one man?" he asks me.
I shrug, unashamed.
"It would've been a little naive of me to think it had never even crossed your minds. I wanted to know how it would work if we did. I'm not the only woman with more than one husband. I doubt it's uncommon."
Inha lifts his brows and reassesses me, "Well, that's an interesting kink I was not previously aware you had."
I slap at his arm. "It wasn't like that!" I insist, laughing at Yul's dumbstruck expression. "I never would have thought about it before Yul. But once I had both of you…well, the idea of having you both at the same time wasn't exactly unappealing."
"That so?" Inha grins wickedly, and I give him a quelling look.
"But you…" Yul is frowning at Inha now, looking slightly confused, "You would actually do it? Share her with me, I mean."
The thought has me squirming in place, anticipation building. My attention snaps to Inha's expression. Is this actually going to happen?
Inha considers Yul a long moment, "I think maybe there's a lot you don't know about me yet. The question isn't whether I would be willing to do it. I shared plenty when I was in college and living out my wild days. The question is where you would draw the line. Just what level of intimacy would be too much between you and me?"
Yul looks down as he thinks this through.
"I don't know," he admits, "I never thought about it. Never had the opportunity before. At least not with another guy."
Inha looks unconcerned, spreading his hand out innocently.
"We could put it to the test. You draw the line and I'll stop whenever you decide you've hit your limit. We'll take it slow and figure it out as we go. How about that?"
My eyes bounce between the two of them. Intensely interested.
Yul bites his bottom lip, his eyes meet mine and I can see the wheels turning in his head. I say nothing. I don't want to influence him one way or another. This has to be choice, no matter how badly I want it.
"Okay," Yul says quietly, and I want to sing. "Let's just see how it goes," Yul acquiesces.
And with that reliable easy confidence of his, Inha immediately takes the lead. He snaps his fingers at me and points at my shirt.
"Clothes, Yena. Off with them."
I quickly obey Inha's command, pulling my shirt off over my head and tossing it aside. My heart is pounding in my chest as I watch both of my husbands, their eyes raking over my now-exposed skin.
Yul swallows hard, his gaze lingering on my breasts before flicking up to meet mine. I can see the desire in his eyes, but also a hint of uncertainty. I give him a small, reassuring smile, hoping to ease some of his nerves.
Inha, on the other hand, looks completely confident and at ease. He leans back against the headboard, his arm draped casually over the top of the bed as he watches us both with a hungry expression.
"Yul," he says, his voice low and commanding. "Why don't you help Yena with the rest of her clothes?"
Yul hesitates for a moment, but then he nods and moves closer to me. His fingers brush against my skin as he reaches for the waistband of my pants, sending a jolt of electricity through me.
I bite my lip as he slowly pulls them down, his eyes never leaving mine. Once they're off, I'm left standing in front of both of them in just my underwear.
"Beautiful," Inha murmurs, his eyes darkening with lust. "Now, Yul, why don't you take off your own clothes?"
Yul nods again, his hands shaking slightly as he begins to undress. I watch as he removes his shirt, revealing the toned muscles of his chest and stomach. He kicks off his shoes and pants, leaving him standing in just his boxers.
"Good boy," Inha praises, his voice filled with approval. "Now, come here and lie down next to Yena."
Yul obeys, climbing onto the bed and settling himself next to me. I can feel the heat radiating off of his body, and I'm suddenly very aware of how close we are.
Inha leans forward, his hands skimming over both of our bodies as he speaks. "Now, remember, Yul, we're taking this slow. You tell us if anything makes you uncomfortable, okay?"
Yul nods, his eyes wide and focused on Inha. I can see the trust he has in him, and it makes my heart swell with love for both of them.
Inha's hands continue to roam over our bodies, his touch light and teasing. He leans down to press a kiss to my neck, his tongue flicking out to taste my skin.
I moan softly, my head falling back to give him better access. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Yul watching us, his breath coming faster as he takes in the sight of Inha and me together.
Inha's hand moves down to cup my breast, his thumb brushing over my nipple through the thin fabric of my bra. I arch into his touch, desperate for more.
He chuckles softly, his breath warm against my ear. "So eager, Yena," he murmurs. "But we're taking this slow, remember?"
I whimper in frustration, but nod my understanding. I trust Inha to lead us through this new experience, to make sure we're all comfortable and satisfied.
Inha's hand moves away from my breast, trailing down my stomach and over my hip. He reaches for Yul's hand, guiding it to my body.
"Touch her, Yul," he says, his voice low and commanding. "Make her feel good."
Yul hesitates for a moment, but then his hand is on me, his fingers skimming over my skin. I can feel the tension in his body, the way he's holding himself back.
"Relax, Yul," I murmur, turning my head to look at him. "We're all in this together."
He nods, his fingers beginning to move more confidently over my body. He leans in to press a kiss to my shoulder, his breath warm against my skin.
Inha's hand moves to cup Yul's cheek, turning his head so that they're looking at each other. "Good boy," he murmurs, his thumb brushing over Yul's bottom lip.
Yul's eyes flutter closed, his body relaxing into Inha's touch. I can see the trust between them, the connection that has always been there, even when they were at odds with each other.
I lean across Yul, grip the bottom of Inha's shirt and pull it over his head. he comes free, tanned skin showing, muscles flexing, hair ruffled, and shoots me a reproachful look. I grin and kiss him, nipping at his bottom lip. Between us I put my hand on Yul's lower abdomen and slide it down, beneath the waist band of his boxers.
Yul sucks in a sharp breath as my fingers wrap around his hard length. I stroke up once, running my thumb around the tip. Yul strains in my grip, his breath coming hard.
My tongue traces the inside of Inha's mouth, keeping him distracted while I pump and pull my hand up and down Yul's cock. Inha finally hears a particularly strangled sound from Yul and looks down.
"Yah, you cheats," Inha laughs and pushes me back. Yul is panting between us, eyes overbright with restrained pleasure.
Inha looks at him and his lips quirk. He catches my eye and jerks his head down at Yul.
"Well, go on. You've already got him worked up, might as well keep going. I give Inha a sly smile as I slip down Yul's body, placing little kisses down his abs. I hook my fingers in the waistband of his boxers and pull them down, licking my lips when his considerable length springs free.
Yul throws his head back against the pillows, and I'm watching his face so I see the way he slams his eyes shut as my hand closes around the base of him. My gaze darts to the side and holds Inha's as I lower my mouth over the flushed head of Yul's cock and take it between my lips.
Yul lets out a low moan and fists the sheets, and I hollow my cheeks and keep sinking until I feel him hit the back of my throat. Inha ravenously absorbs the scene with eyes that darken like the night, every line in his face taut with concentration. I add some obscene noises on purpose as I lick and suck until I can feel Yul's body straining under mine.
At some point Inha switches from watching me to watching Yul, measuring his reactions, I know, to wait until he's right on the edge. I feel it at the same time he sees it, Yul's muscles flexing beneath my hands, his body bowing.
Inha grips me by the hair and yanks me off of Yul suddenly, and I go limp instinctively, not fighting his hold. Yul lets out a gasp and lurches up, eyes wide as he looks between me and Inha, like he's questioning which of us dared to deny him his orgasm.
Inha tsks. "Not so fast. I intend to enjoy tonight to the fullest, and that isn't going to happen if one of the team taps out on round one," he chides Yul.
Yul flushes and straightens, his shoulders trembling. I duck out of Inha's grip and switch it up by surging forward, knocking Inha back onto the mattress and straddling his waist.
"Be nice," I tell him, and dip my head to bite the side of his neck in reprimand. Inha jerks but doesn't make a sound, I can feel his reaction stiffening between my legs, though. I shove my hand beneath the top of his pants and fist him, jerking hard.
Inha lets out an "oof" and a harsh breath.
"Oh, I see," he says, arching a brow at me, "So you can be mean to me but I can't be nice to him. Is this how you always are with him?"
I roll my eyes. "You like it mean," I remind Inha.
He snorts, but he stretches up and catches my mouth with his. It turns into a vicious battle with teeth more than tongue, and when he falls back we're both breathing hard.
I swing my leg back over his hips and scoot back on the mattress, gripping Inha's pants and boxers and pulling them down. I can see Yul glance down too as Inha's exposed. I sit back on my heels and just drink in the sight of my two men.
Side by side, they're really not that different in size. Yul is maybe thicker in girth, but I already know from experience that Inha's a little more skilled and Yul a little more passionate. They balance each other out, I think.
"So," I say, smiling from ear to ear, "who wants to go first?"
Inha answers by reaching out and snagging me by the waist. I squeak as he pulls me down and flips me onto my back, tossing me flat onto the mattress.
"You let us take it from here," he tells me, looking devilish. Yul gets up onto his knees and Inha lifts his head to look at him. Then he surprises both of us when he reaches out and secures a hand around the back of Yul's head, pulls him forward roughly, and takes Yul in a searing, open-mouthed kiss.
Heat rushes through me in a wave, wetness clicking my core as I watch the almost instantaneous reaction as Yul first stiffens and then seems to unravel, responding to Inha's fervor and meeting it, till it becomes an equal battle that looks almost painful. And holy shit, if that isn't the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen.
I guess this is a boundary Yul's okay with Inha crossing, because he doesn't look upset when Inha finally lets him go. He just looks breathless and…aroused. Really aroused.
I watch, mesmerized, as Inha and Yul break apart, both of them breathing heavily. I can't believe what just happened, but I'm not going to complain. This is exactly what I wanted, and it's even hotter than I imagined.
Inha turns his attention back to me, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Now, where were we?" he says, his voice low and dangerous.
He crawls up my body, his hands skimming over my skin and leaving a trail of fire in their wake. I arch into his touch, desperate for more.
When he reaches my face, he leans down and captures my lips in a searing kiss. I can taste Yul on his tongue, and it only makes me hotter.
Inha's hand slides down my body, between my legs, and he finds me already wet and ready for him. He chuckles against my mouth, a sound full of male satisfaction.
"You like that, don't you?" he murmurs, his fingers teasing my entrance. "You like watching us together."
I nod frantically, unable to form words. I'm so turned on, I can barely think straight.
Inha's fingers push inside me, and I gasp at the sudden intrusion. He starts to move them in and out, slowly at first, but then picking up speed as I writhe beneath him.
I can feel Yul watching us, his eyes burning into my skin. It's like he's touching me too, even though he's not.
Inha's thumb finds my clit, and he starts to rub it in circles, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my body coiling tight like a spring.
Just when I think I can't take it anymore, Inha pulls his fingers out of me and sits back on his heels. I whimper at the loss of his touch, but he just grins at me.
"Not yet, baby," he says, his voice full of promise. "We're just getting started."
He looks over at Yul, who's still watching us with hungry eyes. "You ready?" he asks, and Yul nods eagerly.
Inha reaches into the bedside table and pulls out a bottle of lube. He tosses it to Yul, who catches it with a grin.
"You know what to do," Inha says, and Yul nods again.
He opens the bottle and pours some lube onto his hand, then reaches down and starts to stroke himself. I watch, mesmerized, as his hand moves up and down his length.
Inha moves behind Yul, and I can see him slicking up his own cock. My heart starts to race, knowing what's about to happen.
Inha leans forward, his mouth next to Yul's ear. "You sure about this?" he asks, his voice low and rough.
Yul nods, his breath coming fast. "I'm sure," he says, and I can hear the determination in his voice.
Inha's hand moves to Yul's hip, holding him steady as he lines himself up. I watch as he pushes inside Yul, inch by slow inch.
Yul's head falls back, his mouth open in a silent moan. I can see the tension in his body, the way he's gripping the sheets.
But then Inha's all the way inside him, and Yul lets out a long, shuddering breath.
"You okay?" Inha asks, his voice full of concern.
Yul nods, his eyes still closed. "Yeah," he says, his voice hoarse. "Just...give me a minute."
Inha nods, his hand still on Yul's hip. He looks over at me, his eyes dark with desire.
"You ready, baby?" he asks, and I nod eagerly.
He starts to move, slow at first, but then picking up speed. I watch as he thrusts into Yul, his body moving in a rhythm that's both familiar and new.
Yul's hand is still on his cock, stroking himself in time with Inha's thrusts. I can see the pleasure building on his face, the way his eyes flutter closed.
I reach down, my fingers finding my clit. I start to rub it in time with their movements, feeling myself getting closer and closer to the edge.
It doesn't take long before I'm there, my body tightening and then exploding in a wave of pleasure. I cry out, my back arching off the bed.
Inha and Yul are close behind me, both of them groaning as they find their own release.
We lie there for a few minutes, panting and sweaty, our bodies tangled together.
"Holy shit," Yul says finally, his voice still hoarse. "That was...intense."
Inha chuckles, his arm draped over Yul's chest. "Told you it would be," he says, sounding smug.
I just lie there, a satisfied smile on my face. This was exactly what I wanted, and it was even better than I imagined.
I know there's still a lot we need to figure out, a lot of boundaries we need to explore. But for now, I'm just happy to be here, with the two men I love.
And I can't wait to see what the future holds for us.
I sigh contentedly, feeling utterly spent yet deliciously sated at the same time. Lying here with Inha's arm draped over me and Yul's leg tangled with mine, I can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over me. Like the pieces are finally starting to fall into place.
After a few moments of basking in the afterglow, I decide it's time to come clean. "There's something I need to tell you both," I murmur, propping myself up on one elbow to look at them.
Inha and Yul both turn their gazes towards me, their expressions a mix of curiosity and contentment.
"I suspected that I would regain my memories," I admit. "But I went through with the hard restart anyway."
Yul's brow furrows in confusion, but Inha simply nods, as if he'd already figured as much.
"Why would you do that?" Yul asks, his voice laced with a hint of hurt.
I reach out and cup his cheek, offering him a soft smile. "Because I thought that maybe, by going through the process of reliving our memories together, it might help bring you two back together. To finally break through the rift that had formed between you."
Inha lets out a low chuckle, shaking his head. "My scheming little wife," he says, his tone laced with a mixture of amusement and admiration.
"I couldn't stand the thought of losing either of you," I continue, my gaze flickering between them. "And I knew that the only way for us to truly move forward was to confront the past head-on, together."
Yul's expression softens, and he leans in to press a tender kiss to my forehead. "You never cease to amaze me," he murmurs against my skin.
"So, did it work?" Inha asks, his arm tightening around me. "Did reliving those memories help bring us back together?"
I glance at Yul, a slow smile spreading across my face. "I think it did," I reply, reaching out to take his hand in mine. "And I couldn't be happier about it."
Yul returns my smile, his eyes shining with a newfound sense of hope and contentment. And in that moment, I know that no matter what challenges lie ahead, we'll face them together – as a family, united and stronger than ever before.