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classicalchan · 5 months

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liar

pairing: bangchan x f! reader

rating: sfw

tags: sharing a bed, just pure softness, cuddling, best friends to lovers, pining, confessions, tired chan

wc: i'm too lazy to count but idk it's probably 2k 😭(I'm definitely wrong)

your doorbell rings when it's close to midnight, its sound reverberating through every corner of your little apartment. your socked feet carry you from bed to the door on autopilot. you weren't sleeping, but you were nearly there.

you open up your front door and off-white light from the hallway spills shamelessly into your dark living space. Chan stands there, bag slung lazily across his shoulder, eyes droopy with sleep.

"they borrowed my place for a party i don't wanna be at," he declares. "I'm sleeping here."

he walks in without waiting for an answer, wrapping you in a quick, one-armed hug for a greeting on his way. his bag finds its place on your couch. he switches a couple of lamps on here and there and fixes a photo frame on his way to your bathroom with a towel and some clothes in hand.

you kind of like how it's so natural for him to be at your place. like he belongs here. like he could live here.

you wished he would.

you lay back in bed, shifting to a side, leaving the rest of the space for Chan. ever since you first cuddled up with him a few months ago, it became an unspoken rule between you to always sleep cuddled up when alone.

it was one of the best parts of your friendship with him. you could abandon every care in the world when he was around and just be. He was always there- gentle, warm, protective, kind. everything you wished for in a man.

everything you can't have.

it had been weeks since you had gone to bed without thinking of him. even in the face of extreme exhaustion and no contact, Chan never failed to slip into your thoughts. he needed to compensate you for all the nights you couldn't sleep just because he did something adorable during the day and you wouldn't stop thinking about it.

he needed to apologize for every time you accidentally called one of your friends by his name, just because he wouldn't leave your head.

and he needed to desperately make up for nights like these. nights when he would touch you and let you touch him, but never enough. there was always a weighted, invisible boundary you hated with all your guts. a burning line you couldn't cross.

so, over the days, you had learned to make peace with what you got, no matter how little. you had learned to make the most of his arms around you, the firmness of his torso pressed to your back, the warmth of his breathing behind your ear, his occasional sleepy rambling.

sometimes he said your name.

before you knew it, the mattress dips beside you, the familiar scent of Chan's shampoo filling up your senses. you came alive a little.

his arm slips across your middle, pulling you as close as humanly possible into the abyss that was his warmth. you could spend an eternity here without a syllable of protest falling from your lips.

“i don’t have a shirt on, is that okay?” he mumbles into your hair.

more than okay, you wanted to say but for the sake of the friendship you had spent years building, you resorted to a small hum. he usually slept barely clothed, but when with you, he always asked. he made sure never to cross any lines. he was cautious, reserved. too far.

“is everything okay?” you ask. “you usually do not turn down a chance to party.”

you feel him move behind you, long fingers fiddling with the thin fabric of your t-shirt. he yawns like a puppy.

“i’d had a busy day,” he begins. “i needed some sleep and you know how bad i am at getting to sleep alone...”

his knuckle accidentally brushes your navel. you shiver.

“…besides you weren’t there. i’ve missed having you around y/n, now that i see it.”

your skin flushes hot, lips involuntarily swelling into a smile. you turn your face into your pillow, determined to bury your happiness into the fluff.

“i’ve missed you too,” you confess.

his blunt nails graze against your flesh again, and you wonder how much of it was accidental anymore. could Chan tell? did he know how down bad you were for him?

“liar,” he whispers, squeezing your body lightly into his own.

he liked to do that, you had noticed. almost as if finding a way to inch closer, as if making up for the fact that there would always be some molecular distance between you no matter what.

or maybe you were just reading too much into it.

you place a hand over his own, fingertips drawing subtle lines into his pale skin, tracing the veins you stared at shamelessly in broad daylight.

“you really think i’d lie to you?”

“you wouldn’t?” he asks.

you turned around, facing him. your hand settles on his bare chest. you could feel his heart beat beneath your touch.

“no,” you confirm. “never.”

he smiles, his hair getting into his eyes as he puts his forehead against yours.

“okayyy,” he giggles. “tell me something then, since you claim to not lie.”

your heart picks up pace, hammering beneath your chest, and you were half afraid Chan might hear it. you swallow thickly, a small lump forming in your throat.

“yeah?”

his gaze wraps over you like a veil, clouding everything else just enough that he is all you can see.

"do you like me?" he whispers.

the question drops in your heart and sinks into your gut. you've been caught, red-handed. but you were so careful, so vigilant, looking but never for too long, complimenting him but being careful not to flirt, telling him you love him when he needed to hear it but taking care to conceal the love you felt.

you want to play it cool. you're scared of how it's going to go.

"duh," you say. "of course i like you, why else would we be friends?"

he clicks his tongue, a soft laugh escaping his lips. he drops a light kiss on your forehead and you sigh.

"you're not that naive," he states. "come on, I'll wait for you."

you feel your cheeks heat up. it gets harder by the second to stay still, not with chan's fingers rubbing warmth into your back, his face so close you could steal a kiss. he was no fool. he never had been. who did you think you were hiding from?

"i..." you begin, your mouth drying up. "yeah."

you feel his marble fingers slip under your chin. pressure, soft but commanding, forced you to look at him.

"you what, sweetheart?"

the endearment sent you spiraling. you squeeze his muscled shoulder, fingers digging into flesh.

"don't be an ass," you say. "i'm not gonna say it."

he chuckles. you watch his gaze move across your face, settle on your lips, and then back to your eyes again. you didn't want to think ahead of yourself.

you didn't want to break your heart.

he leaned in, his arm circling around your waist, his mouth leaving a soft kiss to your temple. you could die like this and it wouldn't be so bad.

"please," he whispers. "you said you'd be honest."

and who were you to turn down chan with his gentle voice and sturdy hands and body warmth and huge heart and ---? you could go on forever.

you grind your teeth together unconsciously, draw in a deep breath, and sigh. he knows you're giving in.

"i do like you," you admit finally. "so much more than a friend."

his palm slides up your back and finds your hair, long fingers gripping them and pulling you in. he smiles when he kisses you- mouth tasting of cinnamon and longing and want.

"fucking finally," he breathes. "you've got no idea how long i've waited for this."

you melt into a caramel puddle in his hands. you lean in again, pressing your lips onto his like he'd disappear, like this is all you've got.

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atinystraynstay · 4 months

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Love Underneath the Moon - Christopher Bahng

Synopsis: "Coming home to you keeps me fucking sane."

Pairing: idol! Christopher Bahng x fem reader

Genre: fluff at the beginning but turns smut because all I keep thinking about is Chan's back photo from Global Citizen.. thanks Changbin, established relationship, possessive Chan - Minors DNI

Contains: nudity, dirty talk, fingering (f. receiving), ending (f. receiving), mentions of female masturbation with sex toys, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, creampie, oral (f. receiving), Chan eats cum out of your pussy (idk what you even call that??)

Word Count: 4.3k

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Today has been fucking shit Nothing is going right, nobody is agreeing on anything I just want to be home with you..

Each time you read over the text messages, your heart broke a bit. Chan was the guy who put is 100% into everything he does. Not only because he wants a solid end product, but because he cares. You adored how motivated and dedicated Chan was, especially when it comes to music. He's worked so hard to get to this point.

However, with that high level of dedication came intense frustration when things weren't going his way. You wanted to help him out as much as you could, but Chan sometimes forbid you from coming to the studio. It wasn't that he didn't want you there. You were always the first one to listen to the newest songs or projects. When they were almost finished, that is. If he was in the midst of the hurricane of creativity, he wanted to wait until he rode out the storm.

That left you with only one solution - prepare for Chan to arrive home. You had cleaned the living room, so it was a comfortable space for Chan the moment he walked in. You had his favorite sandalwood candle burning on the coffee table. In the kitchen, you were preparing his favorite meal. God bless his mom for sending you the recipe. You were certain he hadn't eaten since he stepped into the studio.

Chan was the type of guy that took care of everyone before himself. That's why he got so frustrated whenever he was falling short of his own expectations. The songs were pivotal for himself but also the success of his members. He also found himself getting agitated because he was spending more time away from you.

You rarely got the chance to spoil your boyfriend. He often was too insistent that he had to take care of you first, both in the bedroom and on a day-to-day basis. Tonight was going to be different.

Suddenly, you heard the front door of your shared apartment open and the sound of footsteps. You stirred the stew cooking in the pot once more before putting a lid on it, letting it simmer for a few moments. Your boyfriend needed you.

"Princess, I'm home," called out that familiar voice. "Coming!"

Your feet couldn't have carried you faster. You rushed towards the front of the apartment where you spotted your boyfriend. He was slipping off his leather jacket, hanging it up on the coat rack before slipping out of his shoes. He groaned in relief when his feet hit the soft carpet beneath him.

"Welcome home, handsome," you greeted. Chan smiled at the sound of your voice being closer than before. He looked exhausted from his somewhat slumped posture to the look in his eyes. You knew he was due for a good night's sleep, but not before you were attentive to his needs.

Once you were close to him, you snaked your arms around his torso. He pulled you in closer, arms flexed around your smaller frame and holding you close as possible. His face nuzzled into your hair. He loved the scent of your shampoo - coconut with a hint of vanilla. It comforted him. You felt his body somewhat relax just by the physical contact. You placed tiny kisses across the side of his face and jawline.

You knew better than to ask him about work. You already got enough information how work went from the texts exchanged between the two of you. Now that he was home, you wanted to help him forget about the day.

"My girl miss me as much as I missed her?" Chan hummed lightly. "Of course I did," you whispered.

You pulled back gently, just enough to be able to look up into his eyes. He smiled once he got a view of your entire face. Keeping one arm wrapped around you, his other hand reached down to tuck a few strands of your hair behind your ear. His hand then slid forward so he cupped your cheek. His touch was warm and comforting, causing you to naturally lean your face into his palm. He grinned at the gesture.

"Now, I have a few options for us tonight-" you began. "Sweetie, I appreciate the gesture, but I'm exhausted," Chan frowned.

He hated letting you down. You quickly shook your head which caused him to furrow his eyebrows in confusion. Just wait until he hears what you have in store for him.

"If you let me finished, I was going to say you can pick what we do," you explained. You kept one arm wrapped around his torso. Your free hand slipped forward to rest on his chest. You allowed your fingertips to run up and down gently, feeling just how toned your boyfriend was. Lord have mercy.

"So, I do have dinner on the stove. It is ready for you now or I can easily put it in the fridge for after," you giggled. "You could also go take off your shirt and let me give you a message, you can go take a shower, or we can go relax in bed for a while until you feel ready to eat. Anything can happen that you'd like, baby boy."

His eyes widened in surprise as his heart swelled with happiness. How did he get so lucky?

"As much as I love your cooking, my body aches. I was going to take a hot shower before we eat, but a massage sounds even better," he confessed. His hands ran up and down your sides affectionately, stopping at your hips. He gave a light squeeze before pulling you in closer. Chan's face moved closer to yours. There was something in his mind transpiring. "And how could I pass up the opportunity of having your hands all over me?" He asked, eyebrow raised but a smirk on his lips. His voice had dropped an octave which only accentuated his accent. It also made you want to drop on your knees for him.

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Candles were lit all around your bedroom, providing a warm glow to the room. Even under the dimmed lighting, Chan's skin still glowed. He had a playlist he created on Spotify for when the two of you would unwind at night. Currently, "I'm Probably Going To Rock Your World" by Logic was playing through the speakers.

You were straddling Chan's lower back. He was shirtless, muscles relaxed for the time being. His hands gently resting on the comforter beneath him. He always loved the feeling of your body on his. You were his anchor in this life. He would do everything and anything for you as you really go above and beyond for him.

"Just relax, baby," you whispered. "I've got you."

That's all that Chan needed to hear. He crossed his arms and let the left side of his face rest against them. From this position, he could still look back at you.

Your lips began to plant gentle kisses across his face. He had a wide grin on his lips, chuckling and blushing a bit. Chris was still getting used to the fact that you were willing to show him so much affection. He's never had a partner that seemed to be so prideful in being his. It made him all giggly. You smiled lightly against his skin as you pressed the tiny kisses which nearly killed him.

Sitting up slightly, your lips began to press into the back of his neck. They moved slowly to his shoulder blades. You've always been mesmerized by his shoulders, specifically their strength. In every sense, Chan was the strongest person you knew.

He was the leader of the group, he attended every meeting possible so the best decision was being made for the 7 members. He also constantly recorded every single that his mind came up with, most of the time for the others. He always put the 7 boys first before himself.

You also were attracted to his physical strength. You could watch the way his muscles flexed whenever he had to lift, pull, push, or do anything. You wanted to run your hands over every ridge formed, kiss every dimple. How did you get so lucky to have him all to yourself? Reaching beside you, you squirted a bit of lotion into your hands. Gently rubbing them together, just so the lotion spreads over your hands. Your hands got to work at easing his tense muscles. He groaned in bliss at the feeling of your hands against his skin. You felt your stomach tingle at the sound.

You focused on his back muscles first. Your fingertips pressed into his skin, rolling it gently. He hummed at the feeling, shutting his eyes. One of his hands though moved from underneath his head. It moved slowly to rest against your outer thigh.

There was no denying that you loved having Chan's attention. He was a very busy man. You were grateful to be a part of his world, but you loved the moments when nothing else mattered besides you. And to Chan, you were his everything. He was unafraid to show you that. "I'm sorry, sweet girl, that I've been away for a while. I cannot imagine how lonely the nights must've been."

With dance rehearsals, award shows, and promotions, you and Chan have rarely gotten time to just be with each other. Of course, you were incredibly proud to be able to witness firsthand all his hard work paying off. You just couldn't fight that you secretly wished he would be home more rather than seeing each other right when you wake up and right when you fall asleep. "Yet, here you are. Taking care of me?" Chan's hand ran up and down your bare thigh. His fingers ran along the skin, causing goosebumps to rise. He couldn't help but smirk knowing the effect he has on you. "Well, you're the one who had a bad day, baby," you rationalized. "Hmm, I did but you're always going above and beyond for me. I think it's time I return the favor." You didn't get the chance to argue with Chan. Before you knew it, Chan was sitting up. He placed both of his hands on your thighs to ease you onto the bed, so your back hit the comforter. He maneuvered himself so he however above you.

His hands left your thighs, so they could explore the rest of your body. He looked at you with love, with admiration, with lust. One hand rested on your side, caressing your stomach affectionately. The other hand was holding himself up as he leaned over you. "Much better, don't you think?" He winked.

The hand on your stomach slowly moved up underneath your shirt. He moved it slowly, wanting you to feel every ridge of his fingerprint on your skin. His hand slowly moved up and he cupped your left breast. He squeezed it gently, feeling the soft lace under his touch. Lace was always his kryptonite. "Why don't you take it off for me, darling? Hmm? Show me what belongs to me." You didn't have to be told twice. You first slipped off the oversized black shirt off your torso, the one you stole from his closet. The sleeves reached your elbows and came down to your thighs. You tossed the shirt onto the floor, exposing your white lace bra and panties to Chan. He nearly lost it.

"Like what you see?" You giggled.

When the two of you first together, you were a bit on the self-conscious side. You had a string of boyfriends who left more damage than love which made you cautious. Chan was quick to make work on dissolving any self-doubt you had about yourself. He loved watching your confidence grow because it meant that you were seeing yourself as he saw you. You were the whole universe in his eyes. "Baby girl, I fucking love it," he groaned under his breath. "And wearing all white? Really trying to be a good girl or the angel of death because you're going to kill me."

You couldn't help but giggle at his dramatics. One hand moved up to run through his hair, gripping it slightly. His jaw clenched as he could feel the lust storming inside of him. Yet, he wanted to keep his composure. He didn't want to go all in unless you gave him the green light. "You know I love you, right?" He murmured. He leaned down to press kisses into your jawline, moving down towards your neck. His lips worked rather quick. He made light nips into your skin, causing you to cling more to him. "But you want to ruin me?" You whispered into his ear.

You were quick to connect the dots. You could tell by the look in his eyes that there was something on his mind. And while you loved making love to your boyfriend, you both were craving each other. You had nowhere else to be but with each other. Your tone was light and seductive. It caused Chan's mind to become fuzzy as all he could think about was slamming his cock in your pussy. He craved your warm, wet, tight pussy as you screamed his name. The only name that could leave your mouth for the rest of your days. His inner thoughts revealed themselves as you could feel his boner pressing against your inner thigh.

"You read my fucking mind, darling." "Then what are you waiting for? Ruin my pussy for anyone else."

There it is. The green light.

He slowly sat up, looking down at you. You swore you'd never seen a more beautiful sight. And he was all yours. You smiled at him gently, showing him you were ready for everything that he was ready to give you.

The mood in the room shifted. Nothing prepared you for Chan gripping the lace of your panties and ripping them off your hips. You gasped in surprised, staring up at him with wide eyes. You always knew Chan was strong, but god damn. He could go through your whole underwear drawer if he wanted to because that was the hottest thing you've ever witnessed.

His ego boosted seeing as how your legs immediately opened for him. You have always been so responsive to him.

"My girl has been so patient for me, waiting every night for me to come home," he hummed. "Been craving this dick for so long, haven't you?" "I've missed your cock so much, daddy. Nothing can replace you." "You haven't been playing with yourself while I've been away then?" His eyebrow was raised. Oh fuck.

"Because don't think I didn't notice the pink vibrator you tucked underneath your pillow the other night. I know I never gave you permission because you never asked. What is one of daddy's rules?"

You wanted the bed to swallow you whole. You did your best to keep yourself occupied. Chan always appreciated his good girl. You would text him, saying how needy you were for his touch. The past few days of been silent on your end when it came to the topic. He figured you were just busy. "Well?" His tone now an octave lower. It accentuated his Australian accent, making your pussy become wetter in an instant. "Answer me." "To always ask daddy for permission before pleasing myself." "Very good. Daddy just likes to make sure his girl is being taken care of. I don't like lying." Before you could rush out apologizes to your significant other, his fingers smacked against your clit. The slap caused your legs to jolt a bit, pleasure running up your spin. "I really should punish you tonight." His words contradicted his actions. At first, his fingers gently rubbed small circles into your clit to ease the ache. Then, he moved his fingers to run up and down his slit. He smirked with satisfaction feeling already how wet you were for him. "But you went through so much trouble for me. It's as if you knew you got caught and were already trying to make up for it."

Your mind was a bit fuzzy already with the lust taking over. It's been weeks without the two of you being able to be intimate. There really wasn't anything that Ould replace how Chan makes you feel. You just needed something to hold you over, but you weren't able to risk saying that. You weren't in the mood for teasing. If being compliant got you what you desired most which was Chan stretching you out with his thick dick, you'd do whatever it took. "I'm sorry, daddy," you whimpered.

He smiled down at you gently before placing a lingering kiss on your forehead. You fluttered your eyes at the gesture but soon shot them up at the feeling of Chan's two fingers entering your pussy. He moved his forehead against yours, wanting to see your reaction.

His fingers already reached places your own could never. He made quick work to scissor his fingers. Chan always took pride in providing for you, in taking care of you. Foreplay and making sure you were properly ready, both physically but also emotionally and mentally were top priority for him. Skipping this step was a non-negotiable. "Oh, I know you are, baby girl. I know you can only be so patient for so long. I'm honestly impressed with how long you went before breaking." He didn't need to know just how many times you broke that rule. Not yet at least.

Your grip tightened on his hair as he curled his fingers in your pussy. The walls of your pussy were already clenching on his fingers, nearly making Chan roll his eyes back into his head. His fingers moved with urgency into you, his thumb moving to circle your clit. You cried out both in relief and pleasure at the feeling.

"My girl has really missed me."

All you could do was nod your head. You normally aren't the type to get this worked up over fingering, but given the circumstances and given that it was Chan - there was no surprise. You felt your clit throb from the stimulation and your legs twitch, your stomach growing warmer and tighter.

Not yet though. Chan wanted to experience that level of euphoria inside of you. Sure, he loved knowing that he could make you cum with just his fingers. He loved seeing that he was the one that made you see the stars.

Right now, with his cock throbbing inside his shorts, he needed to be inside of you. He wanted your pussy to squeeze his cock.

Just as you were about to warn close of your approaching high, he pulled his fingers out of you. He chuckled at your shocked state. You were so close. The lose of contact caused you to whimper. He almost felt bad. Almost.

He winked at you before sticking his two fingers in his mouth. He hummed loudly, loving the taste of you. It was his favorite thing in the world. He maintained eye contact with you, wanting you to know how attracted he was to you. He would do everything to make sure you never questioned his attraction to you.

Pop.

His fingers were pulled out of his mouth. The sound of their removal bouncing off the walls. "Sweet like honey."

Chan slowly sat up on his knees to pull his shorts. You both were grateful for your lack of clothing. it meant you two could get to each other sooner. He kicked them off, so they joined the shirts discarded on the floor. His cock slapped up against his stomach, the tip red with anger at being restrained for so long.

He was a work of art.

"No boxers, baby?" you giggled. "No, I knew I'd come up and fuck you the moment I left this morning."

You don't know what you did in your previous lives to be grated with being Chan's lover, but you were forever grateful.

Wasting no more time, Chan slid in between your legs. He placed one hand by your head. You tilted your head over to place a delicate kiss to Chan's wrist. You couldn't help yourself.

Even though it was rather intense in the room, that didn't mean you wouldn't let an opportunity pass by the show Chan how much he meant to you. He never crumbled at the gesture but quickly regained his composure.

With his free hand on your side, his knee pushed your thigh further apart. Just enough so he could slid in and place the head of your cock at your entrance. You moaned softly at the feeling. So close.

"Your pussy is mine, got it?"

You didn't even get to nod before Chan slammed into you. You moaned loudly at the feeling. His cock stretched you out, even after he fingered you properly. He groaned as your walls welcomed his cock, gripping already from how worked up and desperate you are. He rolled his head back. "So fucking gorgeous, babe. Fuck," he murmured before his hips began a brutal pace.

There was no time to hold back. You and Chan have gone far too long without being so intimate, all of it was being laid out. His hand gripped your side as his hips began to ram into you in a rhythm. The way he filled you up made you delirious.

His eyes never left you. He loved watching you fall apart in front of him. The grip you had on his bicep further encouraged him to give you everything he had.

The sound of wet skin slapping made him feral. He watched as your eyes rolled back, your cheeks a light pink color. Your lips were slightly parted as you moaned without any control. "That's it, darling. I know it feels good. Let everyone know how good it feels."

You moaned his name loudly. You're let one leg hook around his hip, keeping him close. In some ways, this is everything you wanted. You wanted him to just fuck you. Nothing more, nothing less. On the other hand, you craved just feeling him close to you. You craved his body heat.

This was all he wanted too. He wanted you all to himself, he wanted to be vulnerable and intimate with you. Having sex was just a bonus.

Given that Chan had teased you prior, it didn't take long for you to feel that familiar feeling return. Your back arched slightly as Chan made sure to angle his hips, wanting his cock to press against your g-spot and also make sure all of him was inside. You needed to feel every inch of him.

"C-Chan, I'm already close. I-I'm sorry, I can hold off and wait for you."

Your words were rushed. You felt guilty that tonight had become all about you, but honestly, this was Chan's perfect night. He smiled sickeningly sweet at you. Even with his cock filling you to the brim, you were the sweetest person. You were looking after him still even though he wanted nothing more than to cater to your desires.

"I know, darling. Don't apologize. Just let yourself go."

Your mind hesitated for a second. However, your body had other intentions. With one powerful thrust into your pussy, you came undone. You cried out in pleasure as your vision became white. Your toes curled slightly against the comforter. Chan admired for a moment the way your body shook.

That was all it took for Chan. He came just at the sight of you reaching your orgasm. He was satisfied seeing the sheen layer of sweat that coated your face and neck. He was over the moon the way your body trembled as you came down from your high. Your pussy walls was spasming against his cock

He groaned loudly as he came into your pussy. Hot spurts of his semen filled you deliciously. You could melt into the bed with all the love surrounding you.

Slowly, Chan pulled out of you. He felt his cock twitch slightly at the sight his cum seeping out of your pussy. You attempted to close your legs, but his hands stopped you. He wanted to take a second to admire his work.

Your chest was still rising and falling, but you were trying to come down quickly to rejoin him back in reality. Chan chuckled lightly underneath his breath before leaning down, licking a long strip to collect all the cum leaving your pussy.

You could die from the sight in between your legs. Sensing your eyes on him, Chan looked up. He winked at you before swallowing his cum. Lord have mercy.

Chan kissed your inner thigh before sitting up, allowing you to close your legs. He kissed up your stomach, in between your breasts, your neck. The kisses were cool yet set your skin ablaze. Your arms wrapped around his neck once he got closer to you.

The two of you were smiling wide, eyes disappearing and cheeks aching. Yet, neither of you could care. All the lonely nights were worth it for this one singular moment. And surely, there would be more moments like tonight to come. Your fingers played with the hair on the back of Chan's neck which made him chuckle, finding it both ticklish and enduring.

Soon, his lips moved to hover over your ear. His breath was warm as it hit the shell of your ear, causing you to shiver. Your heart raced with anticipation. What else did he have up his sleeve? "I hope you enjoyed your last orgasm from me for a little bit. Bad girls still get punished, no matter how good they try to be."

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Note: HAPPY NEW YEAR! I hope 2024 treats you well 🩷 I started writing on Tumblr as a way to bring some happiness back into my life. I've always been drawn to writing, so I'm glad that I have another way to get my thoughts, ideas, and whatever else out there for other people. I'm definitely looking to writing more in the new year

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baby-yongbok · 26 days

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Take My Offer?

Boyfriend!Bang Chan x AFAB!Reader

Genre: Smut? It's suggestive but also sweet?? Words Count: 1k + Fake texts Warnings: Jealousy, Mentions of cheating note: Chan is referred to as Chris + No use of Y/N a/n: This started as a fake text but then I thought it might be better if I wrote it? So I did both.

✧ Masterlist ✧

You thought it was a good idea to bring Chris to your best friend's housewarming party. He’s never really met your full circle of friends so you figured that this would be the best opportunity to show him off. You’d never admit it to anyone but you were really looking forward to seeing the look on your not-so-close friends' faces when you walked in with Chris on your arm and their reactions certainly did not disappoint. Almost everyone had to do a double take when you introduced them to your man but the glowing crown of victory was swiftly knocked off of your head when you saw her.

The girl that makes it a mission to flirt with or even steal anyone’s boyfriend that she can and of course that’s the girl that Chris ends up bumping into in the kitchen. He left you on the couch to grab you both a brownie from the snack display and now he’s got her laughing about god knows what with that damned smirk on his lips. That smirk is for you only. Why is he giving it out like candy to women he doesn’t even know!

That was enough for you to text him and now you’re here, watching with crossed arms as he excuses himself from the conversation, nodding his head towards her politely before setting his sights on you. He’s quick as he crosses the room, taking his previous seat beside you and sighing when you turn away from him.

“What was this about me cheating on you?” His breath is hot on your neck as he whispers to you. The feeling mixed with the sound of his voice is almost enough to sweep your annoyance under the rug. Almost.

“Don’t act like you don’t know.” He snakes his arm around you and pulls you into his side, ignoring the ogling eyes of your friends scattered across the living room. “You seemed real comfortable over there.”

“I was being friendly, baby.” His light chuckle earns an eye roll from you. “I never pinned you as the jealous type.”

“I’m not jealous.”

“Then why did you insinuate that I’m cheating on you with a woman that I just met?”

“You were smiling at her.” He raises an eyebrow as he takes a second to study you. Are you really upset at him? “Look at me.” His voice is soft but there’s a certain ring to it that you can’t quite put your finger on but that doesn’t matter because you don’t plan to listen anyway.

“Babygirl.” He calls for your attention and sighs when you continue to ignore him. You part your lips to speak but the words die on your tongue when he takes your chin between his thumb and pointer finger to turn your gaze to his. “Listen to me, okay?”

You huff a breath that you weren’t even aware you were holding as you maintain eye contact with him. You’re still mad but looking deep into Chris’ honey eyes is not something that you could ever pass up. They’re just sparkly and pretty and - what the fuck, you’re supposed to be mad at him.

“I’m yours.” His voice is loud enough that anyone standing by you could hear him and you’re more than positive that a couple people around you did actually hear his profession. “Only yours, always yours. No one else here catches my eye.”

You’re hanging onto his every word like velcro and you can’t help but to feel your heart - and something else - flutter at the sound of his voice. “Want me to stop smiling at people?” He asks, a smirk adorning the very lips that your ‘friend’ was staring at.

“Just her.” You huff another breath as you allow yourself to melt a bit into his touch. He moves his hand from your face so that it’s resting on your thigh. Tracing over the skin peaking through the slit in your skirt. “She’s a total homewrecker. Can’t be trusted with anyone’s man.”

Chris nods his head slowly as the information sinks in. “That explains why she asked how long we’ve been dating and if we live together.”

“She did what?” Your blood is boiling in an instant and your eyes start darting around the room to find that ratty woman but Chris steals your gaze back before your eyes land on her.

“Don’t worry about her.”

“But she -”

“I don’t even remember her name, baby.” He scoots a bit closer to you which seems impossible with the way that he’s practically a part of your body already. “I don’t remember anything about her. Every other woman is featureless compared to you.”

The blush on your cheeks lets Chris know that he’s successfully talked you down from your ledge of anger but you keep your fake attitude to maintain the edge that you had before. You can’t let him off that easily. “You can stop sucking up to me now.”

“Do you believe me?” He smirks down at you and you avert your gaze to avoid smiling like an idiot. Maybe you can let him off that easily cause he’s sweet and he loves you or whatever - Ahh gosh he totally loves you. “Yes, I believe you.”

You roll your eyes with a smile and Chris laughs at your attempt to sass him. “I have an offer for you.” You stare back at him with pinched brows but his smile doesn’t waver. “Let’s get out of here and I’ll show you that I don’t care for anyone else but you.”

You smile in an attempt to distract him from the way that you shiver in his hold. “What did you have in mind?” He leans closer, his lips brushing the shell off your ear.

“Take a picture of me tasting your pretty cunt.” Your thighs press together, his filthy words and his husky voice whispering in your ear can and most likely will turn you into niagara falls if he keeps it up. “Then send it to whoever you think wants me.”

“Are you serious?” You whisper back and he pulls back to catch your gaze. He doesn’t even need to verbally confirm his offer, the look in his eyes is telling enough.

“So serious.” He leans in, placing a quick kiss to your lips. “Wanna take the offer?”

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BF!bangchan — "Are You Okay?" Texts 🌻✨️

—cw: kinda angsty, slight swearing, chan is lowkey a simp lol

—an: i may or may not have wrote this for a friend... (ily bestie)

💙: one screenshot is technically a video.

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happy new year!

group: stray kids !

pairing: idol!bangchan x f!reader

genre: angst, hurt/comfort, fluff

warnings + additional info: reader is referred to as y/n, established relationships, fighting, reader flinches bc of chan, reader is neglected, chan says rlly mean things, reader is pretty mean too, takes place on new years/new years eve, mentions of physical abuse, kissing, crying, kiss and make up (literally), chan is kinda mean to his manager (that he hates), petname, mentions of cheating, cheating accusations.

authors note: two posts in one day hell yeah ! this is also not proofread. english is not my first language, so please excuse any grammatical or spelling errors. happy reading :)

wc: 1524

“seriously?!”

he can only bring himself to nod, evidently a little upset at your yelling.

you both go quiet for a moment, until you break it.

“chan.”

he looks up at you again, playing with his fingers in his lap. “hm?”

“are you cheating?”

“what?”

“are you cheating on me?”

“n-no! how could you even… ask that?”

you roll your eyes at him. “you havent been home in so fucking long, chan. and now you’re leaving again and it… it’s just not fair!”

“it’s my job, y/n.”

“your job shouldn’t require you to be away from me every day! you just got back”, you yell even louder.

he knows you’re frustrated, but he’s starting to get a headache. “y/n—“

“plus, even while you are here, you’re never with me… you’re always sleeping and you never talk to me.”

and then it just snaps.

“well, what if i’m tired y/n? what if i’m tired of running around all day with shitty schedules? what if i’m tired of having to exert my fucking voice all the time? what if i’m tired of you being so fucking clingy with me? i need rest!”, he yells back.

tears begin to well up in your eyes, and the words lump in your throat. despite that, you still manage to say something.

“am i really that clingy just for wanting the attention that i deserve? i’m your girlfriend for gods sake!”

he gets up off the bed, lightly stomping towards you. you notice the upset look on his face, red, teary eyes, and his hands are clenched into fists at his sides.

you scoff at the sight, “what, you’re gonna fight me now? do it. hit me.”

though you act confident, you gulp, scared for what’s to come. he reaches a hand up to cup your face, but you shut your eyes, flinching and turning away.

there was no impact.

you turn back to chan, his face completely streaked with tears. “did… did you think i was really—“

he cuts himself off, unable to say anymore.

you trip over your words, you know you’ve hurt him now. “i- i mean… i don’t see another reason your clench your fists. i just thought that—“

“clenching my fists eases the pain of my heart. that’s why i do it so much.”

“o-oh”

an uncomfortable silence passes between you two.

“um… just- come to me when you’ve calmed down. i’ll be in the living room.”

“o-okay.”

he makes his way out the room, his fists still clenched. you hear the pitter patter of his tears hitting the hardwood floor, and you just break.

you’ve done it. you’ve made him cry.

what kind of a girlfriend are you?

you finally let everything sink in. you sit down on your bed, wrapping yourself in the blanket, but it smells too familiar. it smells like chan.

chan will be leaving you again in two days. you don’t want to think about it, but you can’t stop. this is what he wanted after all. to think about it. to calm down. but you can’t.

not after what you said to him. not after what he said to you. your breaths become labored, gasping for air in between sobs. it gets painful, you can’t inhale anything anymore.

you’re stuck, you can’t breathe, but you’re being too loud. so you slap your hands over your mouth, hoping that he won’t hear, and you stuff your face into a pillow, body convulsing with every breath.

you clench the bedsheets, just needing to hold onto something.

chan was right. it helps.

he is not doing too well without you either. he hasn’t been able to stop crying since you left the room, trying to distract himself with the future next.

he turns on the tv, finally finding the countdown to new years. that’s when he realizes how late it is. how long it’s been since your argument.

it’s five minutes till midnight.

the next year.

a fresh start.

but it won’t be the same without you by his side. he tugs at his shirt, sobbing into the cushion even more. he’s careful not to make a sound, not wanting you to feel even worse than you already feel.

before he knows it, there’s only two minutes left. he has to apologize. he has to make it right. there’s no way in hell that he’s ending the year like this.

he walks over to your shared room, knocking softly.

one minute.

the doorknob turns, and you’re forced to face him again. it’s just the consequences of your actions.

your pillow is soaked with your tears, as is his cushion that’s still laying on the couch. your hands are clenched into fists beside you, just as his are now. your bloodshot eyes stare directly into his, and it’s like looking at a mirror.

twenty seconds.

he walks over to the bed, eyes flickering between the wet pillow and your puffy face. his heart clenches at the sight, and he digs his nails even harder into his palm.

still wordless, he kneels down in front of you, where your legs are hanging off the bed. he’s now level with your face, making him far more intimidating.

five.

a tear leaves his eye.

four.

he smiles softly at you.

three.

he glances at his phone to check the time, hand reaching for yours. you comply of course, interlacing your fingers in a desperate attempt to just feel him.

two.

he leans in closer to you, heart beating wildly in his chest. it feels like your first date all over again, the nervous feeling in his chest.

one.

using his other hand, he cups your face and pushes your foreheads together, smiling even wider when you don’t flinch away from him this time.

zero.

he steals your lips in a breathtaking kiss, and you just melt into it. your hands find his face, but before you can do anything, he picks you up, lips still attached to yours.

he sits down on the bed and pulls you further into his lap so that you’re straddling him, finally breaking away from the kiss with tears in his eyes.

“happy new year, babe…”

even more tears escape from your eyes now, but you just can’t help them. you hug chan even tighter now, scared that if you let go, he’ll be gone.

“you waited?”

“of course i did. i couldn’t leave you alone.”

you kiss him again, whispering little love confessions to him as you do. “happy new year…”

he knows the elephant in the room still needs to be addressed, and sighs. “i’m sorry for calling you clingy. i didn’t mean it. i really love the attention you give me, and i truly wouldn’t trade it for anything”

“i’m sorry for yelling at you… i should’ve handled it better. thank you for being patient with me.”

“you know i would never… um- do something like that to you… right?”

“i know chan, i was just scared… it was in the heat of the moment. i’m sorry for not understanding.”

he hugs you tightly, “i love you so much, y/n. you’ve changed my entire life, and now i actually look forward to it. i look forward to my schedules, my comebacks, even waking up… because i know it’s for you.”

you can’t even say anything, scared another sob will come out, so you take some time to process his words, kissing slowly at his neck.

“i love you too, channie. thank you for being here for me, and thank you for loving me. i know i can be so difficult and just a lot at times, but it means a lot that you try to make time for me.”

he smiles, kissing you again and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “oh my baby… i’ve missed you.”

you’ve never heard this type of emotion in his words before, so you just know his words have a different weight to them this time.

“i missed you too. wondered how i was gonna sleep without you, knowing that you were hurt and—“

“shh baby… it’s okay. i’m here now, yeah?”

“but you’re gonna be gone again in two days”, you jokingly whine.

he smiles, grabbing his phone from the end of the bed, and he calls someone. you’re not sure who, but it rings for a while until they answer.

“hello?”

“i’m not going to be there for the interview.”

“what? why?! we’ve been planning this for months.”

“okay, well my girlfriend was planning on having me to herself for months, but we don’t all get what we want, do we? i��m spending time with her now.”

“can we reschedule?”

“we’ll talk later.”

he hangs up, and you’re a little stunned by the coldness of his voice. you know he hates his manager, but that much?

“not anymore, y/n.”

“i love you, dumbass”

he giggles, “i love you too, angel.”, he says in a sing-song voice while bopping your nose.

“angel? you’ve never… called me that before…”

he hums, giggling again and quickly kissing you on the cheek.

“new year, new name.”

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lixxiebrownies · 6 months

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Birthday sex with skz (18+ mdni)

Tw: foodplay,smut,oral,shower fucking

Type: requested by 💪🏻anon

Genera: headcanons

Line up:hyung line

B.chan

-oh lord I love him

-Sweet boy definitely took a day of his work just for your special day.

-He would pamper and spoil you all day I mean all day,but what to come tonight is the best gift he could ever give you

-it was so subtle too,it slowly started with cuddles on the couch,then soft touches around your body

-after a little bit touching became a make out session,he started with the pants…then the shirt..all that was left was your undergarments

-you both found yourself on the couch heat taking over both of you the small knot forming in your stomach from the way he ate you out.

-it was all to good the feeling hitting you as the little white streaks of cum dripping down chan’s face his tongue lapping up your cum making sure not to waste a single drop

-to lazy to notice Chan had already slid into you “feel so good angel..gonna make m-me cum so..quick”he said sloppily starting to thrust into you faster and faster

-“so good f’r me b-baby gonna c-cum!”then it happened the knot in his stomach broke releasing the thick load of cum from his cock he fixed his composure a little

-“I’m not done yet hun,g-gotta make this a birthday to remember.”

L.Minho

-You guys know about chef minho right? Well you get him on your special day

- he woke you up with breakfast in bed and the kitties all cuddle up to you when you eat

-later he took you to a bunch of cafés especially kitty cafés!

-but after dinner dessert come right? there was a special treat;)

-he had told you to go to the bedroom while he gets everything ready and you did

-“sweetheart come here I got everything ready” he said,you walked down stairs and saw a naked Minho with cake all over his body (sorry if this is weird this is all I could think of for some reason)

-“happy birthday sweetie” he says while gesturing you to come over to him “are you surprised?”

-You didn’t say anything in shock of what’s happening in front of you,you had swiped a piece of cake off of his naked body and licked it off your finger

-“is it good? I made it myself” he asked and you nodded “why don’t you have the rest?” He said

-you had another idea and you looked down and saw his long thick cock but it had more cake then the other parts of his body

-“you want that sweetie you can have it” you nodded eagerly and got down on your knees and started to lick the pieces of cake if of his girth

-he was groaning in pleasure grabbing your head and pushing himself further down your throat

-soon there was patches of sweet cum on your face and small puddles of it on the floor

-“you wanna take this to the bedroom kitten”

-(I’ll let you guys imagine the rest of this I can’t think)

S.changbin

-My strong bebe

-he woke you up with kisses and cuddles and he made you breakfast like minho>3

-the whole day was pretty chill but you guys did go to the gym but it was mostly hun working out and showing off in front of you

-at the gym he did pushups and let you sit on his back tho🥹

- after the gym he also took you to a fancy restaurant for lunch

-after you guys got home you guys both decided you would take a shower together

-“you comfortable baby?” You nodded in response

-while he was washing your hair your butt brushed up against his yk yk😏

-he accidentally moaned in response and then he quickly covered his mouth

-you turned around to look at him and you were met with a blushing binnie and a throbbing thick cock

-he look at you and said “wanna get your birthday p-present early baby..?”

-Before you even could answer he started to kiss your neck and rub his thick girth on your stomach “so pretty” he says sloppily still kissing you all over

-he slowly makes his way kissing down your body before he starts to suck on your clit and he put two of his fingers in your little hole

-“gotta stretch y-you out baby..” he murmurs you almost couldn’t hear him

-after you came on his digits a few times he eagerly shoved his thick cock up your hole

-the thrusts were euphoric with every thrust he somehow got deeper every time

-“are gonna cum again b-baby..?” He said making his thrust faster you could barley respond back to him but then the knot in your stomach broke

-his release soon came after his cum dripping down your legs onto the shower floor and by this point the shower wasn’t that warm anymore so he picked you up and cleaned you up

-he placed you on the bed and got you dressed in fluffy pajamas then put some on himself

-“g’night baby”

H.Hyunjin

-artistic jinnie Jin is here!

-this artistic boy woke you up with a bunch of presents surrounding your bed

-“I got you a bunch of presents love! And there’s a bunch more too!” He sounded very excited

-he helped you get out of bed and he brought you to the bathroom and did all of his skincare routine on you>:)

-after that he had you go sit back in the bed and he bought McDonald’s for you🥹

-and he somehow picked up almost all of the presents and put them on the bed for you

-after all the presents and eating the McDonald’s he brought you to his art room

-“I’m going to draw you love! But I need you to do a couple of things first though..do think you can?” You nodded in Response curious to see his requirements

-“okay! I need you to take off your clothes and sit in the middle of the floor in this pose”(hopefully the link works)

-a little bit later after he started he couldn’t stop touching his bulge and it was starting to get unbearable but he wanted to draw you so bad…

-he couldn’t handle it anymore and got up and picked you up and went to your shared bedroom and threw you on the bed

-“I’ll draw you another time m’kay?” He said while trying to get his pants off as soon as possible

-as soon as he got his pants and boxers off he quickly positioned himself at your entrance and started to thrust himself in you

-with every thrust you could hear the headboard getting slammed against the wall at the intense speed he was going

-soon all you could here was his moans and groans mixed with little whimpers every few minutes

-“s-so good! Gonna cum all o-over you!” And he did just that his pure white cum spilling out of your pussy

-“so g-good..ready for another r-round love..?”

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operation-steal-chans-laptop · 1 year

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chan. needy. do what u must 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

“More,” he whispers against your lips, one hand snaking around your neck pulling you deeper into his kiss, and the other hand tugging on the hem of your t-shirt. “We can't,” you respond as you pull away from him, letting your hands slide down from his face to rest on his chest.

Jisung could be back at any moment, having left for the cafe downstairs not too long ago. You raise your head to peek at the door before turning to face Chan “I’ll be fast I promise,” his voice is soft as he speaks to you.“I don't know Chris.” You avoid making eye contact knowing that if you did lock eyes with him, you’ll give in to his pleas.

Chan then takes hold of one of your wrists, guiding your hand down to the tent in his pants. “You feel that?” You nod in return “that's what you do to me.” Heat washes over your face as he begins to rub your hand up and down the bulge. “You always make me so hard sweetheart.” He knows what he's doing, it's not fair, not fair at all. Your breath catches in your throat and your heart beats faster with each passing second.

You stay quiet, brain too fuzzy to make up a coherent sentence. He wants you to say something, anything, tell him no if you have to, but you don't, which makes him huff as he grows impatient. “Baby please,” Chan's words drawn out in a whine “I’ll do all the work, I’ll be good for you, I’ll be fast.”

Once more, your eyes meet with his, and this time, he has a pitiful expression on his face. His eyes are glossed over, and his pupils are blown out with lust.

Chan's hips then jut up a little, yearning for more friction. “Please,” he breathes out quietly, and you nod, giving in. “Have to be quick,” you agree as you release his cock from its restraints.

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minhxn · 3 months

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✧︎ Fuckkkk I've been thinking about Bangchan away on a trip, that man is so flirty because he's just so needy. ✧︎

He’s desperately fisting his cock trying to do it just like you do but knowing nothing feels as good as your touch.

He tries to picture your tight pussy as he pushes his hips into his hands but it just makes him want you even more.

It takes you three rings to pick up his call, his low muffled whines sounding through the phone almost immediately and even as sleepy as you are you know exactly why he called.

“Miss you so much, fuck.” He says breathlessly and you can almost hear the wet sounds of his hand pumping his thick cock, and the whine he lets out at hearing your voice is heavenly. “God, I need you so bad.”

“You sound close, Channie.” You purr through the phone and he breathes in deeply at your words, bottom lip pulled between his teeth in attempts to muffle his growing noises. “You gonna cum, pretty boy?”

“Mmfuck, yes. m’so close.” He pants as he picked up the pace of his hand, eyes screwing shut at the way your voice sends shivers down his back.

“Wait”

“Why-“ Bangchan whines desperately but stills his hand on his now throbbing cock. the swollen tip leaking precum into his fingers and it takes everything in him to not jerk his hips up. “Please, baby. I need to-“

“I want to see just how much you miss me.” You start, pressing your thighs together at the thought that has your pussy drooling now. “Show me your pretty cock, baby. I want to watch you cum.”

He’s never facetimed you quicker, and the slight glimpse of his flushed face before he flips the camera has your hand slipping into your panties. Not being able to fight the burning in your core anymore. Especially not when his cock comes in view, his hand wrapped tightly around the base.

“C’mon, show me how you like it.” You coo smiling when he starts fisting his cock again, his desperate moans louder than before and it has your pussy clenching around your fingers. “Fuck, I miss you and your big cock, Channie. Cant wait for you to fuck me when you get home.”

The look on your face as you watch his hand twist around the sensitive tip has him almost over the edge, your pupils are blown out in pure lust just from seeing him try to copy your usual actions.

“Oh god, m’gonna cum-shit” Bangchan groans loudly, hips stuttering up to meet the pace of his hand and you can’t even get out a word before his thick cum spurts out, slipping down his hand as he continues to milk his cock. God, how you wished you could lick his hand clean.

Breathless whines of your name string from his lips and the knot wound tightly in your core unravels fast, your orgasm hits you hard with a cry of his name.

“You’re so pretty when you cum, baby.”

When you open your eyes again, still breathing deeply from the tiny waves of pleasure coursing through your body you see Bangchan’s face on the screen now.

A dopey grin plastered onto his face and his hair sticking to the light sheen of sweat coating his forehead.

“You sound so pretty when you cum.”

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urfavskzlvr · 5 months

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whoopsies?

SMUT UNDER THE CUT

MINORS DNI

Bangchan x GNreader 😻

you really didn't mean to. it was an accident. you didn't mean to find your best friends Onlyfans.

You were just on your couch on Twitter scrolling through. You came across a small clip of a guy teasing if he would take his shirt off. you could see his large bulge through his black sweats. you couldn't see his face but you still found it hot. you watch the video twice and you're turned on. fuck. it wouldn't hurt, would it? you click the link in the caption and it brings you to his onlyfans. $45?! Who does this guy think he is? well, he is really sexy... and you are horny... and you got paid yesterday... what's the worst that can happen?

you put in all the information and hit confirm. it unlocks a whole world of jack-off videos, whimper audios, and a plethora of boyfriend roleplays. holy shit. the fucking jackpot. which one do you choose first? you scroll aimlessly until something catches your eye. "Jack off instructions" goddamnit, it's perfect.

you click the video and it starts. you slip your hand into your pants.

"Hey love." you shut off your phone. what the fuck? it can't be. why did that guy sound like Chan? God no. you're just mistaken. you have to be. you open your phone again and press play again.

"here's a new gift for you. I know sometimes you need a little hel-" You shut it off again. it's him. it sounds exactly like him. his accent, his tone, it has to be him. what are you supposed to do? you just spent $45 on your best friend's Onlyfans.

just ignore it until it goes away, that works. But you are still really horny. no you wouldn't. but you just paid $45, might as well put it to good use. HE'S YOUR BEST FRIEND THAT'S WEIRD. but he's so sexy. what if he finds out? but what if he doesn't? what he doesn't know can't hurt him. fuck it. you open your phone and continue to watch the video.

"I'm only here to help you feel some relief. if you're not already, go ahead and start touching yourself, slowly. you can listen, right?" shit. you feel your face starting to get hot. this is your best friend and you are currently jerking off to his voice, on his Onlyfans.

"you're doing so well. such a pretty look for you. do you want a little more? go ahead, go a little faster." why are you listening? why are you doing this? you feel so gross, but so incredibly good.

"you want to cum? hm? go faster, baby" you let out a small groan as he says baby. you listen and go faster. fuck. it's so good. you feel yourself being embarrassingly close.

"you can hold out for me, can't you, love? or maybe you can't. such a greedy baby." holy shit. your body shakes as you inch closer and closer. "i guess you've been good enough to cum. go ahead. cum for me, baby" your body jolts forward as you finally go over the edge. your legs shake wildly and you feel like your heart is about to jump out of your chest.

"you did so good, baby. look at you. so needy for me." he chuckles. you lay there looking up at the ceiling while trying to catch your breath. you can feel your arousal in your underwear. how the fuck did you just cum that hard? you feel embarrassed and ashamed. you just came the most you have to your best friend's voice. you want him to come and lick it up. WHAT? don't be thinking such things.

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heyyyyyy

sorry if it seems short or unfinished. i hope you liked it either way <3

Pt. 2? 👀👀

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Okay. love you bye <33

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slutforleeminho · 4 months

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Finding you again • Bangchan

(angst, comfort)

"Why?" You screamed at the top of your lungs; the neighbors were probably filling a noise complaint at this very moment. "Tell. Me. Why."

Is this what couples do? Go to sleep feeling alone and cold because there is no one beside them to keep them warm? Eat their meals in silence, on the rare occasion you even ate together? Scream at each other until there's no more breath in their lungs? Pick a fight as soon as the person they're in love with walks through the door, barely having enough time to take their shoes off? Because that's what yours and Chans relationship is like.

"I'm really not in the mood for this right now, y/n. I'm tired and I haven't eaten or slept in the past twenty-four hours. I don't even know what you want from me. I bust my ass to make sure you have a roof over your head and food to eat and you treat me like this." He looked perfectly fine to you though, refreshed even.

"I treat you like this?" Your blood was boiling. " You treat me as if I don't even exist. You stay gone all day and night and when you do come home you barely even acknowledge my presence. It's like your annoyed I'm even here half the time." Tears pricked the back of your eyes, but you refused to cry right now.

"Because you always have something to nag about. I'm always working too much or I didn't do the dishes or take the trash out. It's always something with you, I can never just rest when I'm here. That's why I'm always at the studio-"

"Oh, cut the shit Chan. We both know you're not always at the studio." You interrupted him.

"What are you talking about?" He was starting to get visibly irritated with this whole conversation, but you didn't care. you were done pretending like this didn't bother you.

"I know your cheating on me." It was your first time saying it out loud, and boy did it have a bitter taste.

Chans whole demeanor changed, his face fell, and his shoulders tensed. "What?"

"I'm not an idiot Chris, if you aren't getting it from me, you're getting it from someone else. I mean c'mon it's so fucking obvious, you're gone all the time, and you haven't touched me in months," This time a stray tear fell down your cheek, a result of having these emotions stored away for weeks. "If you don't want me anymore just say it, don't torture me like this, I can't take it, I care for you too much." And then it all came crashing down on you at once, the possibility that you might lose him, you might lose the beautiful life the two of you used to share. The late-night movie marathons, the times you'd cook dinner together, laughing at the way he was terrible at chopping vegetables. The walks on the beach where he'd pick you up and pretend to throw you in the water, getting a kick out of the way you'd hold on to him for dear life. The times when he kissed you before leaving for work, and made love to you when he returned, telling you how much he missed you while he was away. How much he loved you.

The next thing you knew you were sobbing into your hands, letting go of everything you kept hidden for so long.

Chan stood there, eyes glued to the floor, mouth agape. You were too busy crying your eyes out to notice the tears escaping past his eye lids too. "Do you really think I'd do that to you?" His voice broke halfway through his sentence.

"I don't know what to think anymore. I feel like I don't even know you." You whispered before finally wiping your tears away and raising your head to look at him. You were more than surprised to see his bottom lip quivering and his whole body shaking, in a silent cry. You didn't know how to react; you'd never seen him cry like this before. You wanted to lunge at him and hold him close, to take all his pain away and tell him everything would be okay, but he should be the one doing that for you, not the other way around.

"I'm so sorry," He sobbed. " I have no excuse to be so distant like this, but I'd never cheat on you. Like it or not, you're the only person in this world for me, and now knowing that you thought that was the reason I haven't been here hurts like hell, but I don't blame you, I don't even know why I've been like this, it's like I'm on autopilot, working until I fall asleep and do it all again the next day.

"Why didn't you just tell me that? Anything would have been better than the silence."

"I don't know, baby." A broken cry leaving his lips, but the pet name warmed your heart, and you couldn't help yourself any longer. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you than he has been in weeks. He immediately responded, hugging your torso and burying his face into your neck. If you had known he was feeling this way you wouldn't have sprung this whole thing on him the way that you did. "I just feel so numb, so I did the only thing I know how to do." Which was make music. Because that's what he did, poured every ounce of his emotions into the beats that he sewed together to make something beautiful. "I don't know what's wrong with me." You held him as he cried and explained how tired and confused he was as to why he couldn't feel anything. He had drained every last drop of himself into his work, that's why. He always put the members and fans first, inconveniencing himself every time someone asked him of something, picking up the other members and staffs slack just so they could meet their deadlines. He doesn't know how to pace himself; he goes, and goes, and goes until his body and his mind can't take it anymore. he can't feel anything because he's felt enough. He has nothing left to give.

"Shh, baby, it's okay. everything's going to be okay."

And so, for the next few months he was going to work on himself and rest, to regain what he once had. After that night you made him take a few days off from work so he could rest, in which he used the time to make up to you by making love to you several times a day. He set up a steady schedule for work, making sure he didn't stay any longer than nine to ten hours a day and taking the weekends off. He even stopped doing the things that the managers and staff were supposed to do, which resulted in them falling behind on many things, and made for a hectic couple of weeks. But in the long run people started to realize that Chris wasn't letting them use him as he was before, so they pulled their shit together and finally did their jobs correctly. This was the first time you've seen him so happy and comfortable in his own skin, and you hoped that it'd never end.

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baby-yongbok · 8 months

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Encore

Boyfriend!Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

Genre - Smut with fluffy moments

Word Count: 4,239

A/N: I started this at 11pm and I finished it at 5am. I am EXHAUSTED the horny took over, seeing Hyunjin with this new hair style just ruined me. This imagine is all over the place - at least it is to me - It really is just a smutty cute mess but I love it, I feel like it's sexy and fun and fluid and yes. Even if it actually sucks ya'll are getting all 4k words 😭Please enjoy it, I worked hard and I'd love to hear feedback. Gosh I'm exhausted.

✨Masterlist✨

Summary: After the VMA's you and Hyunjin have a bit of a "conversation" about his new look but what starts out spicy ends up being sweet.

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: Unprotected Sex, Choking, Hair Pulling, Slapping, Window sex?, Forced Creampie?, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Spit play? (very subtle, like you have to squint), Cum Tasting, Corruption kink?, Slight Possessive behavior, Marking, Rough Sex, Aftercare.

(Sorry if I missed anything but I'm pretty sure that's it!)

Reader is called: Angel, Slut, Greedy Girl, Princess, Baby, My Muse

Hyunjin is called: My Prince, Baby

"Did you have a good time?" Chan asked as you walked down the hallway of your hotel hand in hand with Hyunjin. The three of you were the last ones to get to your rooms.

"I had an amazing time, that was so much fun." You smile up at Chan and Hyunjin squeezes your hand a bit, a light chuckle leaving his lips.

"I'm glad I brought you then." Hyunjin comments before stopping in front of your shared room. Chan was a room across from you two so you all said your goodbyes before retreating into your spaces.

You kicked your heels off and dropped your purse onto the floor next to the bed before turning to your boyfriend. He was stalking towards you slowly as he stripped himself of his expensive blazer.

"So what was it that you were saying back at the venue?" He asks, a sinister teasing smirk crossing his face.

"I was saying…" you meet him halfway walking slowly towards him on your tiptoes so that you can attempt to match his height. "How fucking dare you look this good tonight."

You reach your hands out and run them down his chest. His arm snakes around your waist and pulls you flush against him. "How dare you surprise me with this sexy new look."

You run your hands up his arms and shoulders then run them through his hair petting at his undercut.

"Sexy, huh?" He smiles at you, his eyes staring into yours with pure lustful amusement.

"So fucking sexy." You whisper back before wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a heated kiss. Your lips dance together in a rough yet slow display of passion while you take the time to taste each other. The taste of the wine that the two of you shared after the show to celebrate the boys' win still lingering on your tongues.

Hyunjin sighs into the kiss as he starts walking you back towards the bed not daring to disconnect your lips. Just when your legs are about to hit the frame you break the kiss and swiftly switch spots with him sitting him down onto the mattress before you. He grins up at you clearly impressed by your sudden dominance. You hike up your black dress a bit, the split on the side giving him an unholy view of your thigh, he bites his lip at the sight and you smile down at him as you climb onto his lap straddling his frame.

Your hands snake around his neck and start to play in his hair again, twirling his high ponytail a bit. "Wanna know what I thought the moment I saw you all dressed up tonight? "

The tone of your voice made Hyunjin harder than he already was if that were even possible. He places his hands on your hips slowly trailing down to your ass, his eyes never leave yours.

"What did you think, angel?" You bite your lip and lace your fingers around his ponytail before yanking back on it just hard enough to pull his head back and expose his sculpted jaw and long neck. A deep groan leaves his lips at the sharp sensation.

"I thought that you looked so clean, so sharp, so fucking elegant." You lean down into his neck with a smile before planting kisses along his jaw. "I thought that I just had to ruin that, I had to corrupt that. I've wanted to make a mess of you all night."

Hyunjin's breath catches in his throat as you bite into the flesh of his neck and start to suck at it harshly.

"Angel" He moaned out as his hands gripped at your waist, his fingers digging into your dress and pinching at your flesh. One of his hands trails up your back before lacing into the roots of your hair and pulling your head back away from his neck.

"You know you can't mark me right now." He hisses and your grip on his hair loosens as his grip on yours tightens. "You're being such a slut tonight. This is what happens when I take you out?"

He lets go of your hair and you whimper a bit at the loss of contact, Hyunjin leans back lying down on the bed and bringing you forward with him before grabbing your throat and turning you over so that he's on top of you.

"I take my girl out to have a good time and all she can think about is fucking me." His words sting like venom and it feels so fucking good. He leans down and leaves a delicate kiss on your lips. His hand slowly leaves your throat and just when you're about to bite back at him with a spicy reply his hand collides with your cheek landing a deliciously sharp slap. He grabs your chin, interrupting your moan and turning your face back to his.

"Look at me, angel." He whispers sweetly and your thighs press together at the contrast that his voice has to his actions. "You know what I thought when I saw you?"

He removes his hand from your face and looks down towards your exposed leg. The split in your dress now showing all of your plush thigh and some of your ass. "I thought that I just have to fuck you in this dress."

He reaches down and slowly trails his hand up your exposed leg. His nails scratching at your skin. You're so pent up with lust that this simple action makes your back arch up off of the mattress.

"I thought about how sexy it would be to eat my princesses pussy while she's wearing Versace." He slaps the outside of your thigh making you moan. "I could've snuck my hand up under your dress whenever I wanted tonight. I could've teased you."

He leans back down into your neck and nips at your jaw all the way up to your ear before whispering. "Would you have liked that? If I teased you, pulled you aside in the dressing room and fucked you dumb after we performed?"

You can feel him smile against you as you moan deeply in response. Your thighs pressed together desperately trying to relieve some of the tension building up.

"I would've loved that." You run your hands down his body before you reach the tent in his pants. You palm at his erection, stroking him over the fabric. He hisses at the sensation, a breathy moan following as he drops his head down onto your shoulder.

"I've been holding back all night." He whispers out and you bite your lip before whispering back.

"Me too." He pulls away from you quickly planting both feet on the floor and taking you in swiftly, your curly hair is splayed across the mattress, your thigh is fully exposed and he can see a hint of your black thong.

"Fuck it." He hisses sharply before grabbing your ankles and pulling your ass to the edge of the bed. Your dress rides up more now showing most if not all of your thong. "I need you, angel."

Hyunjin drops to his knees in front of you, he hastily pushes your dress up around your hips and moves your thong to the side before diving into your soaked cunt. His tongue licks up your dripping heat and draws imaginary shapes into your pussy right after. His movements are harsh and hungry, his fingers digging into your thighs as he pushes them up for you to hold to your chest and give him a full view of you.

"Oh my gosh" You moan out as your back arches off of the mattress, your mouth falling open with silent whines failing to escape. "Hyunjin, fuck."

You've wanted him all night and now you've finally got him. His blushed lips moving hungrily against your cunt, animalistic groans erupting from his throat and vibrating through you as you try your best to stay in place for him. He pulls away, a naughty grin on his lips as he takes a second to wipe his chin.

"Is this what you wanted?" He lands a firm pop on your cunt and your legs nearly close at the sensation. "Come on, princess, keep yourself open for me."

He reaches down and unbuckles his belt with one hand as the other flicks at your swollen clit.

"Keep that pretty pussy on display for me." You whine at the stimulation, your grip on your thighs getting lighter and lighter the better that he makes you feel. "Who's pussy is this?"

"Yours." You moan out quickly hoping that if you're good for him he'll taste you again. A chuckle leaves his lips as his finger trails from your clit to your sopping entrance. He slowly slides his long digit into you and your legs fall against the mattress. You fight to keep your thighs apart as his finger slowly moves inside you. He adds two more quickly filling you up and giving you very little time to adjust.

"This pussy is mine." He growls, leaning down to nip at your inner thigh. "But you were showing off this pretty body today like you wanted it to be someone else's."

You groan in protest before forcing out a reply. "And what about you?"

His fingers stop suddenly before he removes them from you completely. He lands another pop on your cunt before standing from his knees and pulling his belt from the loops of his pants. He drops the belt to the floor and props his bent knee onto the mattress so that he can lean over your curvy frame.

"What about me?" His eyes search yours; they're dark and piercing but you don't dare to look away from him. "I was giving you a show, my angel."

"And I was giving you one, my prince." Your hand caresses his cheek softly and he leans into your touch. "You looked amazing, you performed well."

Hyunjin smiles down at you softly. "I only performed well because I had you cheering me on." He leans down and plants a gentle kiss on your nose and then your cheeks making you smile. He kisses all over your face before hungrily attaching his lips to yours in a passionate kiss.

"So you were giving me a show, huh?" He asks, pulling away from your lips just enough to speak. You shake your head in confirmation and suddenly hear the zipper to Hyunjins pants as he pulls them down a bit with one hand. "How about an encore?"

"My pleasure." Your lips are on each other again instantly as the two of you grab at each other's clothes. His fingers pull at the thin straps of your dress and yours fight to remove his pants in quick lustful movements. The sound of fabric slightly ripping fills the air but neither of you seem to care.

You wrap your arms around his neck allowing him to help you sit up so that he can unzip the back of your dress. He peels it off of you in what feels like slow motion but in reality was much quicker. His hands immediately start to toy with your exposed chest and you moan into his mouth as his thumbs toy at your sensitive nipples. You finally win the fight with his pants pulling them down and allowing them to pool around his ankles. You move your body closer to his so that you can properly rid him of his boxers, the black fabric sliding down his strong thighs and exposing his hardened member.

"Come here" Hyunjin whispers against your lips before reconnecting them and backing up slowly leading you off of the bed. Once your feet hit the floor your dress does too, you step out of the pool of fabric and Hyunjin does the same with his pants and boxers. He pulls away once again to rid himself of his black shirt before gently grabbing your waist and diving into the crook of your neck. His teeth sink into the flesh of your neck and he sucks harshly, it's your turn to moan at the sharp sensation as he leaves deep red marks on your skin.

"I thought we couldn't mark each other?" You ask breathlessly.

"You can't mark me." He answers, pulling away from you to admire his work. "I can do whatever I want to you."

His hands travel down your sides and up your back taking in every inch of your skin. Your hands do the same exploring every inch of his naked frame. Your hand found one of his and you interlaced your fingers before leading him over to the large window that your hotel room had, a grand view of the city on display before you. You let go of his hand and walked over to the chair placed at the desk next to you, moving it in front of the window. Hyunjin watched you with dark curious eyes and you couldn't help but to smile.

"Sit" You prompted and he slowly obeyed, sitting with his forearms on the armrests and his legs spread apart giving you a beautiful view of his cock and balls.

You stood in between his legs and held two fingers out to him. Without either of you saying a word he wrapped his lips around your fingers sucking and getting them wet for you. As you started to retract them he grabbed your wrist, his eyes never leaving yours. He pursed his lips and spit onto your fingers licking his lips after with a grin. You whimpered at the sight before taking those fingers and spreading his spit over or cunt adding lubrication to your entrance. You turned around giving him a full view of your plump ass and reached back to spread your cheeks for him. A groan left his lips and his hand lightly grabbed at your waist to guide you towards his aching cock. He helped you position yourself before you sunk down onto him. His dick stretching you deliciously.

"Oh baby." His head falls back and your fingers dig into his thighs. You immediately start to move, sliding up and down his hard member at a moderate pace. The fact that neither of you had much time to adjust made the sensations so much more intense.

"Look at me, angel." You turn to look back at him, grabbing his shoulder to keep you steady. "You're so fucking beautiful."

You moan at his praise and your body reacts by bouncing against him faster. The sounds of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Hyunjin shifts you so that you’re turned back towards the window and grabs your waist with both hands. He holds you still against him before thrusting into you roughly, keeping you in place with his grip. Strangled moans leave your parted lips as he fucks into you deeper than before.

"Fuck, yes yes." Your nails dig into his thighs and you're sure that there will be marks there later. His grunts intertwine with your moans as the two of you build yourselves closer and closer to release. The pent up lust from the eventful night bubbling in your stomach.

"Baby, wait I-" You're cut off by your own moan when Hyunjin thrusts into you rougher than before. "I wanna see you."

Hyunjin thrusts two more times before pulling out of you and sitting back into the chair breathlessly, he looks past you for a second. The lights of the city catching his eye, he stares for a second before looking back up at you and smiling.

"I could paint this." His smile grows wider as the idea sinks in and he quickly pushes himself up out of the chair and rushes over to the side of the bed where his pants lay on the floor and searches for his phone. You giggle as your naked partner stalks back over to you with his phone in hand, the camera facing you as you stand naked in front of the floor to ceiling window.

"Smile for me, angel." You do as you're told posing for him as he snaps photos of you.

"My beautiful muse." His words come out in a whisper and you can't help but to blush.

"Can I fuck you now? I was in the middle of your encore." He smiles over at you, locking his phone and dropping it into the chair.

"Please, continue the show." He sits on the edge of the bed leaning back and propping himself up on his elbows.

You sashay over to him, your hands resting on his shoulders when you reach him. You climbed onto his strong frame and swiftly slid his cock into your tight hole.

"Fuck, someone's eager." He grunts out and you moan back in response.

"I've wanted you all night." You bounce against him slowly, taking his full length inside of you. You make sure to swirl your hips when he fills you to the hilt and you moan out at the sensation.

"Why are you so fucking tight." His eyebrows are furrowed and his eyes are low and lidded as he watches you ride him. Your tits bouncing and your curly hair swaying with the movement of your hips. You reach up behind him and grip his ponytail again, pulling at it so that his lidded eyes met yours. You're not sure who looks more fucked out right now but you're positive that you're both down bad for each other.

"Harder." He whispers and you happily oblige, pulling his hair harder, your other hand tugging at the short hair of his undercut. A deep satisfied groan leaves him and your pussy clenched at the sound of it. "Fuck it, mark me baby."

You waste no time leaning in and sinking your teeth into his neck, you suck harshly right next to the purple mark that you left earlier and Hyunjin moans at the feeling. The sharp pain of your teeth against his sensitive skin making his cock twitch. He leans you both all the way back and props his feet up on the bed frame. He thrusts into you jackhammer style and you can't help but to bite harder on his skin.

"Angel, I'm close." You pull away from his neck with a trail of spit connecting you to him. He sticks out his tongue to collect the drool falling from your lips as your mouth hangs open and gaspy moans escape you.

"Please don't stop." You beg quietly, your eyes closed tightly as you try to concentrate on your pleasure. Hyunjin leans up as he pounds into you, licking the drool from the corner of your mouth and kissing you sloppily.

"I won't stop, princess. I won't stop." He fucks into you mercilessly, hitting your sweet spot continuously. You can feel the knot in your stomach pulling tighter and tighter and you groan at the build of lust.

"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, fuck" Your words are breathy and rushed as your pussy clenches around him. Hyunjin's eyes squeeze shut as he feels you contract around him, he groans as your cunt milks his own orgasm out of him.

"Fuck baby, get off, I'm gonna cum." He pushes at your waist to get you off of him but you resist grinding down against him. "Baby, I can't hold back."

He moans at the sight of you fucked out and drooling above him, sitting up to better force yourself down onto him.

"I want your cum, please" That's all you had to say to make Hyunjin break. His nails scratch down your sides before gripping at the sheets desperately as he fills you. His thigh muscles tense at the new sensation of finishing inside of you. He's never had an orgasm as intense as the one he's had tonight.

"Angel.." He moans out but he meant for it to be the start of a sentence. You slowly lift up off of him hovering above him in a squat as he holds you stable by your hips. He watches as his cum drips out of your abused hole and he swore that he could bust again at the sight of it.

You reach down and scoop up some of his arousal with two of your fingers, you slide your cum covered fingers into your mouth savoring the taste of him and you both let out a low moan.

"Princess, we should get cleaned up." You lower yourself back onto his pelvis. His semi-hard dick nestled between his skin and your cunt. Mindlessly, you start to grind against him, the semen dripping from your hole being used as lube to glide your slick cunt against him.

"More." You whisper, your now lidded fucked out eyes never leaving his. "I didn't make you a mess yet."

Hyunjin moans at the overstimulation lightly grabbing at your hips to try to stop your movement. "Fuck, that's s-so much. So fucking good."

You lean forward a bit, resting your hands on his chest as you move your hips against him. Moans and whines fall from your lips as his cock head bumps against your clit giving you the perfect amount of stimulation. The room is filled with your panting moans and the wet sounds of your cum covered skin rubbing against each other. Hyunjin reaches up and firmly grips your neck applying pressure to the sides drawing a hum of satisfaction from you.

"Such a greedy girl." You grind against his now fully erect cock quicker and sloppier. You reach forward with both hands and return the favor caging his neck beneath your fingers and pressing slightly at the sides.

"I want to ruin you." You groan out breathlessly and Hyunjin's eyes flutter shut at the sound. His tongue dipping out of his slightly parted lips and his brows furrowed.

"You always do." He whispers with his eyes still shut. "Only you."

"You're mine." You gasp out as you feel the familiar knot in your stomach tighten.

"And you're mine." He groans out. He opens his eyes and they immediately land on yours. His face is red and his eyes are lazy. Your eyes mirror his with a deep blush covering your skin.

"We ruin each other." He takes his hand from your throat and leaves a firm smack on your cheek. "Then put each other back together."

His hand grips at your throat again, pulling you into him as your hips desperately buck against him.

"Now fall apart for me." As if he flipped a switch your orgasm came rushing over you, your legs shaking against the mattress and your body falling against his. Hyunjin groans as he releases again, reaching his high right as yours starts to subside. You can feel his warm sticky cum against your stomach and you grin slightly at the feeling.

"Fuck." You both whisper at the same time then chuckle lightly.

"Are you happy now?" He asks against your ear as he strokes your hair pushing it out of your face.

"So happy."

"Am I still sexy?" He asks and you can hear the smirk in his voice.

"So sexy." He laughs from under you and you smile into his shoulder.

"Let me clean you up." He prompts, lifting you a bit and sliding you off of him. The feeling of his arousal smearing against both of your stomachs making you giggle.

He slowly pushed himself off of the bed and stretched before wandering over to the bathroom. You could hear the water running and Hyunjin lightly humming to himself, something he always did as he initiated aftercare. He comes back Into the room in a hotel robe and leans over you, wiping down your body carefully while humming. You watch him closely as his eyes wander your body searching for spots to clean with the cloth. Your hand slowly reaches up to touch his forearm shifting his attention towards you, his eyes meet yours and a curious look crosses his face. You smile up at him softly and take a deep breath

"You really were amazing tonight."

"Are you referring to the sex or the award show?" He raises an eyebrow at you playfully and you swat at his arm.

"The award show… well both, but mostly the show." He chuckles at you shaking his head. "Really, I'm so proud of you."

He smiles down at you and his fingers rub smooth circles into the skin of your stomach. "Thank you, baby. That means everything coming from you."

He leans down and kisses your nose and forehead before going back to cleaning you up.

"You were amazing tonight too." He hums.

"You enjoyed your encore?" You asked, smiling playfully.

"How could I not with a performer this stunning?" He returns your smile and you sit up completely, hugging his waist. He lays a hand on the back of your head and strokes your hair lightly.

"Thank you angel, for your unending support, whether it be in the bedroom or outside of it I'm grateful for all that you give me." You look up to find that he's already looking down at you with a fond smile. His eyes are sparkling like he could cry any second and you can't help but hug him tighter.

"I'll always be here to cheer you on."

"And I'll always be thankful for that."

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classicalchan · 8 months

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hii 🩷

can you make a nsfw version of cuddling with channie please? tysm 🫶

your wish is my command fellow stay

cuddling with channie headcannons (nsfw)

mdni. masterlist. send in asks/prompts. (requests open)

tags: nsfw, bangchan x f!reader, soft gentle smut, praise, possessiveness

his hand sneaking around your waist late at night, pulling you close into his chest, his breathing soft against your ear.

you feeling his semi-hard cock press up against your thigh and him gently grinding into you- half asleep, half awake in a daze but fully aware of his desire for you.

him dropping lazy kisses onto your neck, nibbling on it, and leaving lilac marks that scream his name.

his hands moving up your torso, reaching your chest and gently cupping your breasts before squeezing them.

"i want you"

kissing him senseless and biting his soft lips

palming him through his shorts and listening to his soft grunts against your ear

pressing up your entire body against his, no room left in between the two of you, as you make out. his hands reach out and caress every curve and edge of you, whispering possessive praise into your ear

"all mine", "only i can touch you like this", "tell me I'm the only one who makes you feel this way"

"so pretty", "i love how your eyes roll back when i do this", "I've never touched a more beautiful person"

going down on him when he least expects it, teasing his tip and taking all of him in

that's alllll for now, i'll write more but i work better with other people giving me prompts so keep em coming my way <3

also, lemme know if you guys would like to see this turned into a fic

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his-angell · 6 months

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worthy of my love. (c.bc)

plot; Chan loves you. He loves you more than anything in the world. During a late night pillow talk, he gushes about how much he loves you. But he also slips up with an admission that he feels he isn't worthy to have something as precious as your love.

paring; Christopher Bahng x fem!reader

genre; slight angst, fluff, comfort

word count; 1.0k

warnings; established relationship, self doubt, pet names, kissing, 3rd person

request; no

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Chan whined as he flopped down onto the bed. (y/n) giggled, already cuddled up in the fluffy white sheets. “This is my favorite part of the day.” Chan sighed. “Oh yeah? How come?” (y/n) raised an eyebrow at him. “I get to relax after a long day and cuddle with the love of my life.” Chan smiled as he crawled up the bed and got under the covers.

It was about three in the morning. Chan had gotten home from the studio around one. (y/n) had made him food and he showered. They ate and watched an episode of their show and now they were settling into bed. Chan grabbed her by the waist and gently yanked her closer, making her squeal a bit and giggle.

(y/n) cuddled her head into his warm chest as she closed her eyes. She threw her leg over his waist. “I have to admit, this is my favorite part of the day too..” She whispered. She was so comfortable in his arms. He held her close, his head resting back on the pillows. He hummed softly. He pursed his lips and looked down at her.

He used his free hand to gently comb her hair from her face. “I’m so in love with you, (y/n).” He whispered. He admired her face. She looked up at him with a smile. “And i’m in love with you too, Chan.” She giggled. Chan swallowed nervously. “I don’t think you know how much I appreciate you.” He whispered.

The woman shook her head a bit. “No, I know, love, trust me.” She snickered. But Chan wasn’t laughing.. She faltered a bit. “What's wrong, baby?” She sat up slightly. Chan looked at her with sad eyes. He let out a shaky breath. “I should be here for you more.” He said. (y/n) shook her head again. “You’re here all the time, though.” She said.

Chan sighed, sitting up and leaning his head on the headframe. “No, i’m not (y/n).. I’m working all the time. I barely ever have time for you.” He looked away from her. She shrugged. “You make time for me though. Plenty of it. I knew what I was getting into, Channie. I don’t regret any of it.” She said softly, trying to meet his eyes.

“I.. I’m sorry.” Chan's voice cracked. That had (y/n) sitting up immediately. “No, No, none of that.” She said. She moved to straddle his waist. She grabbed his face and made him look up. Her heart shattered at the tears that streaked the mans face. “Talk to me, Chan.” She whispered.

The man searched her eyes for any uncertainty. Any glimpse of something that said she didn’t really care. But he found none of it. Her eyes were filled with nothing but love and care. His lip trembled. “I don't deserve your love..” He cried, a sob breaking past his lips. (y/n) was slightly shocked. She had seen Chan cry before. He was very expressive with his emotions, but this seemed so much different.

She pulled his head into her chest, running her hands through his hair. Chan wrapped his arms around her waist and sobbed into her chest. (y/n) held him, softly hushing to him that it was okay. She would let him get his tears out. She knew he needed to release the feeling to feel better.

After a few minutes, she pulled his head back. There was a tear stain on the white shirt she wore. She took her thumbs to his cheeks, swiping away his tears. “Why do you think you’re unworthy of my love?” She said. Chan blinked a bit. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it after a second. “Think about it Chan.” (y/n) said, nodding softly. Chan let out a shaky breath.

“I just don’t feel.. Good enough for you.” He said. (y/n) nodded, humming for him to continue. “I’m always so busy with work. I don’t feel like i'm handsome enough for you. There's been so many times where I snapped at you after work, but i’m just tired. And I-” He was cut off by her hand going over his mouth.

She squinted at him. “Who do you think you are, huh?” She said. Chan furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “You have no right to be saying these things about yourself, Chan.” She said sternly. “But I-” He was cut off again. “No! Christopher, you are the most amazing person I could ever imagine being with.” She said. “I don’t care whether you’re handsome or not, which you are very handsome. But! Your love, and your loyalty is what I cherish.” She nodded.

“You are so talented, strong, pretty, beautiful, all of it. Everything about you is perfect.” She rambled. “I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, Jagi. Because you truly are such an amazing man.” She caught more stray tears that slid down his cheeks. “You are worthy of my love.” She said.

Chan sniffled, his eyes glossing over once more. “I’m sorry.” He whispered. (y/n) raised her eyebrows. “For what?” She asked. She always asked. Unless he gave her a solid reason to be sorry, she wouldn’t listen. They always went back and forth on apologies. They were both working on learning that they didn’t have to apologize for everything.

Chan licked his lips and sighed. He looked down. “For thinking bad about myself. Also for.. Thinking I don’t deserve your love.” His voice was quiet. The woman hummed, tilting his head up. “It’s okay, Channie.” She kissed his nose. “I love you. I love you so much. Nothing will ever stop me from loving you.” She kissed him softly. Chan kissed back, squeezing her waist.

He pulled away and looked into her eyes. “I love you too. More than anything in the whole world.” He said. She smiled. “I know, baby. Now let's get some rest, yeah? I’m going with you to practice in the morning. You need sleep so Minho doesn’t scold you for being so tired like last time.” She giggled. Chan nodded with a small chuckle.

They moved to lay down, Chan turning off the lamp before cuddling her close. “Thank you for loving me, (y/n).” He whispered. (y/n) hummed softly. “I will love you until the end of time.” She whispered sleepily. Chan chuckled softly, kissing her head and soon falling asleep with her in his arms.

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♡ 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧 ♡

𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: Bang Chan x fem! reader 𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: Smut, a little bit of fluff 𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 1.8k 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: unprotected sex (don't do it),masturbation, taste semen. I'm sorry if I forgot something

N/A: This is the last writing of the year 2023, I hope you enjoy it and I know there are still three days left but I want to thank you all for supporting me and reading me, I hope to continue writing for next year. ily <3

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You looked at the time again, it was already late and although Chan told you that it would only be a quiet dinner with the boys, you couldn't stop looking at your phone. You didn't want to bother him, maybe he was just having a good time and he forgot about all his worries.

You got into bed but worry wouldn't let you sleep, you walked around the house and tried to see something but your mind only thought about your boyfriend. You settled on the couch and covered yourself with a blanket, but just when you finally seemed to relax, a loud knock on the door alarmed you. You ran to open it and were surprised to see Han.

"Hi."

"What happened? everything is alright?" Before the boy could answer you you saw Lee Know appear and Changbin carrying a body between his shoulders “Chan?”

“Sweetheart…” Your boyfriend raised his head at your call and tried to break away to run into your arms, but the other two held him up before he fell to the floor.

“Damn, it's heavy,” Lee Know complained, holding his friend's arm around his neck. You finally reacted, leaving a space to tell them to pass.

The boys held on to the couch and let the drunk Bang Chan finally rest. You took a breath before Changbin apologized and explained to you that Chan had decided to order the most expensive bottle they had which ended with him drinking it all.

“Thank you very much for bringing it,” you walked them out, apologizing before glancing at your boyfriend, “I'll take care of him"

You closed the door and went to where your boyfriend was, in the time you had been with him you never thought about seeing him in this state, in reality it was very rare for him to get drunk, you wondered what happened to make him get like this. Tired, you sat next to him and stroked his hair while giving him a kiss on the cheek.

You heard him utter what seemed like incoherent words and you couldn't help but laugh a little, but as much as you wanted to let him rest he reeked of alcohol.

“Baby…” Bang Chan opened one eye at your call “let's go to the shower.”

“mhmhmh”

“I can't leave you here” You took his hand and with all your strength you stretched him out making him move a little “come on, I promise… you will feel better”

After struggling for what seemed like hours you managed to get him to the bathroom with promises, effort, sweat, and a few curses. You made him sit on the toilet while you prepared the tub.

Bang Chan was really serious and he just followed your movements without making any noise, waiting patiently for you to tell him what to do. It was strange for you to know this new phase, it was almost always him who took care of you and took care of you, but he didn't mind doing it, especially if he looked at you like a puppy waiting for a treat from him.

After making sure the water was cold you helped him get into the water and when his feet finally touched the water his body reacted and his skin crawled, but you helped him continue until he was completely submerged.

He seemed uneasy due to the change in temperature, you sat on the edge of the tub helping him wash his hair and rinse his arms watching his face change a little.

"do you feel better?"

“Yes” you stroked his hair, and he let his head fall into your legs, you felt a shiver in your body from the drops of water that fell on your bare skin “Thank you”

“You've taken care of me before, it's just fair that I do it once for you.”

Bang Chan smiled remembering the times you came home screaming and kissed your legs, regaining some reason. He looked up at your face and when he met your eyes he felt his heart beat rapidly, suddenly his body became hot and he felt nervous like the first times when he spoke to you.

"Dear…"

"What's happening?" The words seemed to be erased from his head and he went blank in a long time, you really were the most beautiful person in his eyes, he loved you so much that he would risk anything to have you by his side forever.

"I love you"

You widened your eyes and Bang Chan thought you would answer him with the same, but he didn't wait for you to burst out laughing.

“Are you still drunk?” You stood up and dried your hands as you wiped away an invisible tear. “Get out of there, you need to rest.”

Now calmer, you could finally rest knowing that your boyfriend was safe. You got tangled in the covers and closed your eyes when you felt Bang Chan's body next to you. You hadn't realized the tiredness in your body but it seemed like you could finally sleep, but hands hooked on your waist making you react.

"Baby…"

“I just want to feel you” You let him hold you and you settled down as you closed your eyes again to sleep, but his nose on your neck tickled you.

“Chan…”

“Mhm?”

“Let me sleep” you tried to move out of his arms but his grip on your waist only grew stronger, completely pressing your body against him, making you feel his chest on your back and his half-hard cock on your butt.

“Then do it” You growled, running away again without success and you just tried to ignore him, letting his hands get under the sweatshirt you were wearing as pajamas. You closed your eyes tightly trying not to focus on his fingers playing with your breasts, but his lips on your neck made you grit your teeth.

“Are you still drunk?”

“I'm completely sober my love” his tongue traced circles on your skin making you curse trying to withstand his provocations “are you sure you want to sleep?”

His other hand slid to your clothed pussy and he ran his hands over it making you moan.

“Yes…” You didn't know if it was the answer to his question or you just wanted him to continue but you just let yourself be carried away by the sensations of his hands causing your body. His mouth didn't stop and he sucked on your neck, leaving red marks on your skin so you would remember that night for the next few days.

You moved your hips, stroking his cock, making him moan near your ear, causing you to wet your panties. His hand massaged your breasts and squeezed one of your nipples while the other dipped into your shorts, feeling the wetness between your legs.

“Fuck… are you wet already?” Before you could respond, you felt his hand on your breasts slowly go up to your neck, pressing it a little, letting you rock your hips faster against him. “Do you want my cock in your little pussy, princess?”

You nodded, feeling him get rid of your clothes, letting his fingers get wet with your juices. You arched your back and clenched the sheets when she ran her fingers over your swollen clit and you moaned a little louder when she started moving it in small circles.

“I need to hear you” he squeezed your throat harder knowing that you liked it when he used his hands on you.

“Yes…” His fingers slid into your entrance without giving you time to process it before he started pumping two of them.

"You only know to say that?" Your mind couldn't think clearly with his fingers squeezing your throat while he moved the others in your tight pussy, you wanted to scream at him that you needed his cock but you could only blurt out his name while he fucked you to his whim.

"I want…"

“What do you want princess?” You felt the knot in your stomach unravel from the pleasure in your body before you responded and Bang Chan finally released his grip on your neck, letting you breathe “mmm… is that what you wanted?” fill my fingers with your semen?”

He removed his hand from your legs and you opened your mouth when he ran his fingers over your lips, tasting you on them. You caught your breath and turned your head a little to look at him, letting his mouth meet.

“I want your cock in my pussy, please” Bang Chan pulled away a little to release his cock and grab your leg.

Without wasting any time Bang chan got ready and shoved his cock into your pussy fitting his teeth into your shoulder as he bottomed out. You sighed in relief as you felt full and turned again to reach his lips.

“Never doubt how much I love you” along with his lips as his hips collided against you and began a slowly tortuous but precise rhythm.

His arms hooked around your waist without leaving the slightest space between his bodies, the air of his breaths mixed with the sound of his hips and the love between his hearts could be felt through the senses of him.

You were so devoted in mind and body to him that time passed very slowly, you didn't know if it was his hands massaging your clit or his cock hitting the sweet spot inside you or his hungry kisses or a mixture of everything that made your body tremble under his.

“Baby… I'm going to…”

“Just wait a little, I want to accompany you” the movements of his hips increased the sound of your moans, making the euphoria in his body rise rapidly.

“I can’t…” you begged, letting a tear fall as you tried to hold on.

“Do it, princess,” you moaned his name, surrendering your senses to the pleasure in your body, feeling Bang Chan's cock tremble inside you and spilling his seed inside you, mixing his juices.

You closed your eyes recovering from your orgasm, Bang chan stayed in the crook of your neck whispering over and over again that he loved you.

“Let's get clean”

“I want more…” you said, shaking your hips still with his cock in your pussy.

“I thought you wanted to rest” you turned and without giving him a chance to continue talking you kissed him. Bang chan smiled and took your waist, moving away a little, he turned you and placed himself on top of you. “Tell me, I want to listen to you.”

“I love you” he eased his cock into you slowly and you moaned.

"Again"

“I love you” his thrusts went in time with your words and you didn't stop moaning again and again until dawn.

“I love you too darling” Bang chan responded lying next to you while he covered you with the sheet. I kiss your forehead and imprison your body, finally letting you rest.

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🗡️ The Eaten Heart🍷

bangchan x fem!reader (smut) 🔞

〰️summary: chan loves you to death. no, literally, he would die pleasing you. a ritual to unite the two of you tries to keep you both satisfied.

〰️ warnings: intense emotional sex, ritual play, breath play, blood play, lowkey highkey sacrilegious, genuinely just imagine all the warnings possible bc this is literally ur fault now if u read it so don’t blame me 🦇

〰️author’s note: this work definitely contains sacrilegious elements. no disrespect was intended through this writing. please do not continue reading if this offends you.

〰️wc: 6.5k

〰️please god minors DNI!!! 🔞

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“Are you ready, my love?” Chan held out his hand, waiting calmly for you to take ahold of it. The black button up he had been wearing was now rolled up to his elbows. You noticed the tiny outline of a packet resting in the chest pocket.

“Always.” You gently took hold of his hand, as he began to lead you down the corridor and opened the black, heavy vaulted door at the end. Opening it slowly revealed the the narrowed, twisting set of steps that resided inside. No matter how many times you’d seen this view, the daunting beauty of it in all of its darkness, you were always overwhelmed at the sullen energy that was trapped inside.

The usual paleness of Chan’s skin now turned slightly warmer as he took a step inside to be illuminated by the seeping black candles held on the wall sconces. They gave warmth to a tiny path, leading up the dark stairs.

Holding tightly to your grip once more, Chan began to slowly ascend the steps, one level at a time. He paused carefully between each step, making sure that the fabric of the long, pillowy, dark wine-colored chiffon dress you were holding wasn’t hindering you in any way. You each took your time, enjoying the dual thrill and serenity of this moment together. Both knowing full well what you were about to do. The gentle ascension also allowed more time for you to study Chan’s face. The lust in his eyes was almost incomparable. The usually chirp nature of his personality all but gone. These moments with you were taken seriously by him. This was, for both of you, the time that you could fully be with each other- blocked out from the rest of the world and its mundane superficiality. In this world, it was just the two of you.

Greeted now by the last step, Chan used both hands to hold tightly to your arm, making sure that you were secure in the final and largest step in the series. Once you were settled on the steady floor, he took advantage of his grip to lovingly pull you closer, bringing your hand to his chest and resting it over his beating heart. The beats were so strong, so pronounced, that you could feel it rippling through his entire body.

“I want to feel you fully tonight. Okay?” he questioned, leaning his forehead down to touch yours. ‘My beautiful, beautiful girl,’ he thought.

You looked up at him, gently bringing your other hand to cup the side of his face. “Of course, my love. I wouldn’t have you any other way.” You went in for a short, sweet kiss before pulling away. Suddenly, Chan forced your hand down, off of his chest, rotating your arm until you repositioned your body to face forward.

One hand intertwined with his, the other now latching onto his bicep, you followed just behind him as he led you farther into the beautiful, almost ominous room. It was taunting in a way.

You always got nervous at this point. Nerves, butterflies, what have you. It didn’t matter how many times you’d gone through this with Chan, each ritual brought on new emotions, so overwhelming that you felt totally and completely consumed. ‘That is the point,’ you reminded yourself. ‘And ultimately, there is no better feeling in the world.’

You made a mental note of Chan’s expression- stoic and unwavering. His eyes were set only on the stained-glass window ahead. Much like him, and now much like you, the glass was adorned only in various shades of blacks, greys, and the occasional white. It let in the faintest beams of light, which was the only source of illumination excluding three white candles, not yet lit, sitting to the side of the window sill.

Now seeing Chan with the streaks of moonlight shining down on his face, you had reached the edge of the room. You both stood there for a moment, basking in the beauty shining out in front of you before turning to each other, Chan now taking both of your hands into his.

The love in your eyes while looking at Chan could not be hidden in the room. It sparked his heart up every time he saw the faintest reminder of it. His eyes trailed down to your lips- perfect and bare for him, as you’d known to do by this point. He saw you for your raw nature. For the humanness that you possessed, only a vessel to contain your inescapable soul. It wasn’t as if Chan wanted this, nor that he needed this. You were simply his fate. THIS was simply his fate. You had full control over him and he over you because you were one. Together, you made one full person.

He turned his head toward the window to face the moon in all its solemnity. You were always in his stars. The two bodies were simply one.

‘I can’t believe the luck I’ve been given in this life,’ he thought.

Piercing his eyes into yours, he began. “You are my one true love and my soul eternal. Nothing will ever be a part of me as much as you. Isn’t that right?”

Your head spun into his words, locking in every syllable. “That’s right, my love.”

“And I am your one true love and your soul eternal. Nothing will ever be a part of you as much as me. Is that correct?”

“Of course, my love,” you whispered, getting closer to his mouth. You came tantilizingly close, just lingering over his lips with a slight smirk. You knew what you were doing to him. You felt it every time in the way that his heart started to once again beat out of his chest. You took your hand from his, slowly, working your way onto his sculptured torso. You used two fingers to start walking up toward his chest, smiling at him daringly as you went. ‘I know this is driving you crazy, darling,’ you thought to yourself.

You stopped your fingers just over the spot you could feel his heart beating the strongest. You left them there for a second, lightly scratching the skin residing overtop with the tips of your nails. You contemplated for a moment, then proceeded to lunge your nails slightly into him, scratching down to leave deep red marks.

Chan hissed, leaning his head back. He allowed himself to fully feel the sting of your touch. The things you made him feel were like none other. He felt himself hardening underneath his black pants. Bringing his head back up slowly, he was met with your sensual gaze, smirk mocking him spread across your face. ‘Stop being such a fucking tease,’ he thought to himself, intense desire now building up.

He ran his tongue along his teeth, letting it out with a pop. Smiling down at you now, he leaned closer and whispered, “Then let’s play. Let’s worship.”

He suddenly grabbed the top of your dress and ripped downward, pulling the light chiffon apart as if it were never there to begin with. ‘Just like l wanted,’ he thought as he looked to your fully naked chest with no garments over top. He bent down to the level of the rip, continuing his force onto it. Eye level with your breasts, he bit down hard, getting a soft screech from you.

He smiled, obviously loving the reaction and kept working his way down.

*Rip. A bite into your stomach.

*Rip. A bite into your thigh.

*Rip. A bite into the side of your leg.

*Rip. A bite over the top of your foot.

He quickly took the dark fabric of the dress and threw it onto the alcove under the window. Now bent down onto one knee, he took one of your hands into both of his, kissing the top of it ever so slowly, then fully rotating to place a kiss into your palm. He lingered there more just a moment, pressing your hand onto his face to smell the sweetness of your skin. God how he wanted to consume you.

He kissed up the rest of your arm as he worked his way back up to standing. He slowly walked you back until your knees were resting against the alcove. In a swift motion, he pushed you back into the soft padding of the dress, just quickly enough to make you lose your footing but gently enough to make sure you wouldn’t get hurt and hit the three candles placed along the window.

‘My princess, so fucking beautiful for me,’ he thought, staring down at you. ‘This is all mine. I will have all of you.’ He launched himself down on top of you, throwing one of your legs around his waist as he leaned down to plant a hungry kiss to your mouth. He was straight to the point, biting onto you and swirling his tongue around yours. He began rutting his hips into you, taking full charge. He rubbed them up and down quickly, not giving you time to ease into anything. You could feel yourself growing wetter along the material of his pants. The way he put just the right amount of pressure, focusing it right along your clit, was almost too much to handle so rapidly. His body was so in tuned to yours, it was second nature. He continued to grind, unrelenting until a long moan escaped your mouth.

“Yes baby, that’s right. Keep going for me,” he instructed, unlatching his lips only long enough to get the words out. He was right back on them as quickly as he’d pulled off. As he steadily pushed his hips into you, he forced his tongue down into your throat, almost making you choke. He made deep strokes now, matching up his tongue movements to the thrusts of his hips.

You tried to let out more moans, but they were blocked. The vibrations that Chan felt on his tongue from it sent him into overdrive. He brought his hand up, sloppily pushing it into your face, then using two fingers to push into your mouth and join his tongue in your throat.

You gagged around the pressure. You couldn’t help it. You almost felt yourself suffocating underneath him.

“That’s right, so fucking beautiful for me. I know you can take it,” he spat out, eyes locked onto your every reaction.

You continued to choke while moaning and whining for air. You slowly tried to get deep breaths in and out of your nose, but they were far and few between. The combination of the clit stimulation and the aggressive strokes down your mouth overwhelmed you in the deepest sense of the word. You felt yourself losing oxygen, slowly letting your brain go fuzzy. You let out small tears and started to full-on scream. Muffled screams of course. At first, Chan couldn’t make it out. He reveled in the fact that he had full control over your body. Full control over your life at this point.

“Chris!!!” He felt you vibrate across his fingers. He quickly pulled his tongue and fingers out of your mouth, letting you choke and gasp for air. Tears were still streaming from your eyes, and Chris was sure this was the most beautiful he’d ever seen you.

You couldn’t help but continue to cry as you felt the oxygen rush back into your brain, helping you to finally feel alive again. Tears and tears and tears started flooding off of you.

“You did such a good job, pretty girl,” he cooed into you, still motioning his hips against your clit. “I’m so so proud of you,” he smiled. “But now,” he lifted his face up over top of yours- “Now, I need you to let go and come for me. You can do that for me, can’t you baby?” His eyes locked onto yours. You could barely see his face from the water covering your vision, but you went through with nodding your head as the breaths now came easier.

You focused on the deep strokes he was making on top of you, feeling your clit become engorged from how perfectly he was hitting you. You leaned your head back, mouthing “Fuck” as best as you could. Chan must have liked the reaction, as he pushed himself even harder into you, his thigh now adding more pressure. You were sure you couldn’t contain yourself much longer.

You gazed up to see Chan’s face hanging right over yours, watching intently as your began to writhe underneath him. He loved the power. He loved the thought of controlling the most vulnerable part of you. He looked like he wanted to fucking eat you.

You continued to focus on his face as the warm feeling of release started to come over you. Chan knew it too. He smirked, leaning down again to be closer to your face.

“Is my girl gonna cum for me?” he laughed, grinding as hard as he possibly could.

That was it. It sent you over the edge.

You felt your body start to convulse around you, desperately grappling for a bit of the dress fabric to hold onto while you rode it out. A zap went into your brain, healing any residual loss of oxygen that could have been felt. Chris smiled into your neck, then took both arms to hold your own down. He held your body down with his own, making you continue to take his hips grinding into you.

You were officially overstimulated, not able to fight back under Chan’s body weight. You cried, “Chris, Chris stop. I’m done. I’m done. Holy shit,” you cried, feeling another bolt shoot down your legs. “Ahh! I’m done!” You started panting, trying to catch your breath as quickly as you could as Chan lifted himself off of you slowly. The smile on his face quickly tilted down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“I knew you could do it.” He continued to press kisses along the entirety of your face until your breathing started to normalize. Once you had calmed down. He took your hand in his and planted slow kisses into the side of your neck. He pulled back up to wipe a few leftover tears before smiling down. “Time to offer our bodies, yeah?” he spoke gently.

You nodded with a deep breath out and a look of determination and slight excitement on your face.

Chan raised his body over yours, then leaned down to cup your back and help you raise up. He stepped off of the platform to remove his pants and unbutton his top, grabbing a few small items from the pocket before removing it fully. You watched as he let the clothes hit the floor and leaned over your body to set the items gently behind one of the three candles resting beside you.

He twisted your body around with his arms so he could now sit down, taking the placement you once had. “Ready?”, he asked, reaching up to laze his hand along the back of your neck.

You didn’t bother replying. Slowly, you crawled on top of his lap, running your hands into his hair, settling to rest over each side of his head for stability. Slowly, you lowered yourself onto his hardened cock, making sure to take it inch by inch. His hands slowly trailed from your neck and down your back, until he was holding just above your waist. He breathed heavily as you lowered yourself onto him, letting out a small hiss each time you moved.

Moving his eyes up, he watched your face as you took in more of him. The way you scrunched your eyes at the light but delicious pain of having him inside of you. ‘All fucking mine now,’ he thought, letting his head roll back as you had fully taken him in. He gyrated his hips the slightest bit to feel around inside of you. How tight you were for him and how he filled you up all the way to your cervix.

“Time for worship,” he breathed out.

He smoothly swiped his hands along and off of your body to reach for one of the items hidden behind a candle. A small lighter rested softly in his hand. He made quick work to bring it back in front of you, right between each of your face. He looked into your eyes for permission before lighting it. A small, warm, meaningful flame sparked up as he dragged his thumb across it. He smiled at you lovingly, ready for what was about to begin.

“The body, the blood, and the spirit,” he whispered into the flame. The words moved past the flame to hit your own lips, sending a cool rush into your body.

You moved closer to the glowing burn. You stared first at it, then down to Chan’s lips.

You repeated after him. “The body, the blood, and the spirit.” You looked at each other, silently counting down before taking a deep breath to simultaneously blow out the flame. You smiled into each other, reciprocally grabbing faces for a quick kiss. This one was full of passion- unlike any kiss you’d had before.

Chan suddenly pulled away, carefully guiding the lighter up and away from the both of you. He extended both arms as far as they could reach, stabilizing with one hand and pushing into the lighter with the other.

With that, he lit the first candle:

“The Body”

Returning his attention back to you, he let himself take a moment to memorize the feeling of being inside of you. How wet you were for him and how tense you felt around him. How you contoured yourself perfectly around him, letting him fill you up like a mould.

“This pussy was made for me. Only me,” he breathed out, slipping his hands down to your waist. He started massaging your waist back and forth, slowly at first to warm himself up inside of you. He was gentle, but started picking up speed steadily.

“Come down here, I need to feel you,” he instructed, moving his hands up to your back and pulling your body down on top of his. Sitting now, chest to chest, you wrapped your hands around his neck as you continued to ride him, slowly, back and forth. You kept pulling his body closer as you picked up the pace. Your arms now completely crossed over each other with your face in the crook of his neck.

Chan took the opportunity to relax his head back a little, just enjoying the feeling of you giving into him. He turned his head to the side, planting kisses from the top to the bottom of your neck. You felt yourself gasp once he had gotten to the end.

He bit down. Hard. ‘Fuck,’ you thought. He continued relentlessly biting in. He wouldn’t let you out of his bite. Your first instinct was to start moving faster on top of him, almost ballistically as if to pull away. But he wasn’t having it.

He gripped onto your hips now, pushing and pulling you quickly around him. He didn’t bother with being gentle anymore. He would make sure you had marks on both your neck and hips by the time this was done.

With his teeth sunken in as far are they could go, he swirled his tongue around the fresh-forming bruise. He quickly took a harsh handful of your ass, hauling it backward and forward, backward and forward.

“Chrissss,” you hissed out, not knowing how else to express yourself in this moment. “Fuck,” you let your head roll down. “Chris holy shit.”

He finally pulled off of your neck. “Say my name again,” he gritted.

“Fuckkk, Chris,” was all you could manage to get out, breath getting heavy.

“Louder.” He was violently moving your hips now, adding sloppy thrusts where he was able. He stared into you, looking animalistic.

“Christopher, please!” You breathed out hard now. You weren’t going to be able to take much more of this.

“I SAID LOUDER. FUCKING YELL FOR ME.”

“CHRISTOPHER BANG HOLY SHIT. PLEASE GOD,” you now yelled out as loud as you could. You just needed him to finish you.

He smirked up at you, loving the sight of what he’d done to you. You’d do anything for him and he knew it. Any. Fucking. Thing. He could and would make you do anything he said. And he would do anything for you. This moment is how it was supposed to be forever.

“God?,” he tauntingly laughed. “No baby, I am your god. I am all you will ever fucking need,” he barked out through gritted teeth. One hand had moved up to grab your hair as the other kept slamming your ass into him.

“You will worship me the same that I will worship you.” He was yelling at this point. Suddenly, he laid his body back on the ground, pulling you down with him. Your face now only an inch from his.

He looked deeply into your eyes and grinned. “Now you better pray to me that I don’t destroy you.”

His hand in your hair now pulled all the way back, lifting your head up to the sky. His grip on you didn’t fade, but he stopped pushing you and instead started ramming his cock into you as quickly as he could. He was relentless, pushing deeper with every thrust. You couldn’t even describe the pleasure mixed with the pain.

“Christopher, OH MY GOD. Fuck.. fuck.. FUCK!” you yelled at the sky. A smirk came across his face at the sight of you looking up. Looking like you were praying to him.

‘My good fucking girl,’ he thought. ‘It’s just me and you now.’

He kept thrusting harder and harder, until you thought for sure something inside of you was going to rip. You felt like everything inside of you was being shifted. He was rearranging you from the inside out.

“You’re going to fucking rearrange me, Christopher,” you spat out, about to begin crying again.

“See,” he grabbed your hair even tighter, bringing the first tear out. “I’m making you into my own perfect creation.” He bucked his hips into you three more times, each leaving you feeling breathless and helpless.

Suddenly, he stopped. He dropped his grip on your hair, letting your head fall softly to his chest. You could hear his heart going a million miles an hour. He put his hand over top of yours to feel it doing the same.

As much as you needed the release, you knew neither of you could have it yet. That’s not how this worked. You had to be patient.

As you moved one hand to gently hold the side of his face, he moved his free arm around your back as he sat up again. The moonlight surrounding you showed the sweat along his forehead and hairline, only making him look sexier.

He quietly reached over yet again for the lighter and to grasp onto another candle. He swiftly made a motion over top of it to turn the pure white wick into a newly charing flame. Before turning to face you he grabbed the other item he had previously thrown down. A small silver dagger adorned with beautiful carving into the handle.

There it was, seemingly quicker than the times before. The lighting of the second candle.

“The Blood”

Chan gripped tightly to the knife and gently placed it in your hand, being careful not to let it hurt you. He looked in your eyes as if to wait for your nod of approval. You were always a little scared, yes, but you wanted this more than anything in the world. The feeling was indescribable. To pledge your loyalty to him and him to you.

You firmly grasped the dagger into your hand. Chan felt along your chest, resting his palm over top of where your heart laid. He delicately clasped his other hand on top of yours, leading the knife to the area above your chest. He softly removed his marking hand to expose your skin underneath.

Ever so slowly, he led your hand down, along with the knife until the tip was grazing the top of your skin. He made sure to directly line it up over the top of your heart. Each breath you took made it prod the tiniest bit into you.

“You’re mine, my love,” he held the hand tightly and leaned forward to kiss you forehead. When he pulled back, he looked directly into you and squeezed your hand. A signal to begin.

His had hovered over top of yours as you started to move the knife painstakingly slow, just deep enough so that it would penetrate your skin. As soon as you felt it make the first scratch, you winced a tiny bit at the pain. It was by no means unbearable. Just enough to make you notice the uncomfortability of it all.

Chris stared at your hand, still resting his own gently over top as you moved. Your eyes shut, and you breathed out heavily, focusing all of your effort into your hand. You slowly moved it, little by little, leaving a shallow imprint across the skin. You swooped it down, following a steady curve until it could be brought back up.

Chris smiled, knowing you were done. He took a tighter grip on the knife, pulling it back to reveal your handiwork.

There, now carved into you, a lone letter “C”. A few drops of blood were trickling down.

All Chris could do was grin, leaning his face in to plant a small kiss in the middle of the “C”, making sure not to ruin the tiny bit of blood that had been let out.

He softly grabbed the knife out of your hand and held it with his own. He motioned with his eyes down to his chest, cueing you to find where his heartbeat was strongest. Once you settled your palm against his skin, he extended the dagger slowly for you to grab over top of where his fist was holding it.

You easily took it. Not hard, but barely resting over top.

He put a smirk on his face before bringing the knife down to where your hand lay. You slowly removed it, losing contact with the pulse of the heart beating below. He made quick work to push the knife into his chest, definitely with more power and aggression, deeper than what you had done.

Your instinct was to pull his hand back, but to no avail. He was gripping at the knife too tightly for your touch to do anything.

“This is good, baby,” he assured you.

You nodded, taking a deep breath before stabilizing your hand over his one again. You followed along with the curve of his hand, as you watched him carve your initial into his skin.

He had gone so much deeper, blood was trickling down fast. Not enough to be worried, but enough to silently think he was crazy. Crazy for you.

Once he reached the last stroke of your initial, you went to take your hand off of his. Instead of pulling back, he gently pushed in on the knife a little deeper, almost solidifying the engraving into his chest.

“Stop it Chan!” you screamed, returning your hand to his, to try and slowly back it up. You struggled, but he didn’t give in. He looked you dead in the face. His eyes were black now. It was as if something otherworldly had taken over him.

He didn’t respond, just held the knife in place, using his other hand to reach up and grab your face. He left a few gentle strokes along your cheek before settling into your hair, smirk wide across his face.

“Give me a kiss first,” he whispered.

“No Christopher! You’re too deep! Take it out right now!” you yelled, truly worried. You grasped his hand even tighter, trying to tug on it. To no avail. He was staying there if it was the last thing he did.

By the look on his face, you knew you’d set him off. His nostrils started to flare and he eyed you down. His jaw locked in place so tightly you thought he’d never be able to open it again.

“I want to give you my heart, y/n,” he spoke initially. “I want to give you my fucking heart,” his tone raised, face visibly mad. “I want to fucking rip it out right now for you to have!” he finally started screaming. “It’s yours anyway. It doesn’t belong to me. It belongs to you goddamn it, now fucking take it!” he yelled at you, his hot breath hitting you in the face. He could say what he wanted, but he was in pain. You gave him a few seconds to calm himself.

You leaned down to return to him what he’d done to you prior. You whispered in a low breath “No,” before kissing his forehead. You pulled back to rest your face on the same plane as his, only inches apart. You grasped his hand over top of the knife. “Not today, my love. Today, I need you here with me. And I need you here to be a part of me.” You kissed his cheek.

You could feel his hand relax a little, and you let yours tighten. Going as slowly as possible, he allowed you to remove the dagger, a quarter of a centimeter at a time. You both looked down as it inched out, admiring the perfect initial he had carved. A few areas streamed blood down them, but nothing more than he’d had before. Once the knife was fully out, he gently held it in front of him, covered in blood that ran down the palm of his hand. Your hand still around his felt the tiny trickles of blood onto it too.

He slowly let you direct the knife back to your own skin. You rested it just along your own engravement, making sure to get the small amount of your blood from your chest and onto each side of the knife.

You both looked intently as you guided the knife back to the center and handed it off to Chan. You slid your hand down to grasp onto and stabilize his wrist.

You both sat for a minute, looking at each other like you weren’t sure who should start. Chan leaned in leisurely, bringing his face down to the the level of the knife. He stuck his tongue out to bring it straight down, along the middle of the blade. As he pulled back, he closed his mouth and licked his lips- a shade of red now covering them.

You mirrored his example and gently took a swipe of blood in your mouth. You never really got used to it- the taste of the iron. But knowing that it was now mixed blood, that of you and your soulmate, you cherished every last drop.

Chan placed the dagger back behind the candle before leaning in to steal a quick kiss. Your mouths were now wet with each other, but in the most perfect way. A tiny part of him, even if just a cell, would now live in you. It made you just that bit perfect, but that was enough for you.

It was not enough for Chan. He needed to devour you in every sense. ‘It’s time to finish you,’ he thought.

He rushed to find the lighter again, scrambling his blood-covered thumb over the top to light it up.

The lighting of the third candle.

“The Spirit”

He quickly wiped the blood of his hands off onto the remainder of the dress lying beneath him. He laid you down again onto your back, throwing your legs over his lower back as he went. He made sure to press his chest all the way down into you, letting your blood intermingle and soak into the initial he had so happy etched into himself.

He looked at you in adoration. ‘God this man.’ He made you feel so loved. So seen. How could this gentle being be the same man who was ramming into you 10 minutes ago? The man that was fully insistent on ripping his heart out to present to you because nothing else could fulfill his need to give you himself? This man loved you. In the full sense of the word. He would die for you. He would sacrifice his own soul to save yours. He would crawl through the depths of hell if he knew it would keep you safe. Chan was the only person you would ever need, and he made sure you knew that.

“It might feel tight, baby,” he whispered, laying his head down into your hair, right beside your neck. He slowly let his length move inside of you. He proceeded slowly, only pushing in slightly more when he felt you relax around him.

Once you had fully adjusted, he began with slow, loving strokes. You suddenly felt warm with this fullness inside of you. Like this is what you had been missing all along. And with it, you were finally whole.

Chan felt the same way, and he made it known to you.

“You feel so good baby,” he whispered into your ear. “My match made in heaven.” He kissed your ear. He continued slowly, making sure to rub along the outside of you.

He let his hands wonder down until they were pressing into the bottom of your stomach. You could feel so much more with the new pressure. You felt every inch of him slowly pulling into and out of you. Every stroke felt like it reached a deeper part. He angled his body slightly lower so that he could angle himself up into you. Right to the sweet spot.

“Fuck,” you breathed out, smile shining on your face. “Fuck baby, that felt good.” You let your head relax back.

“Yeah?” he asked, hovering his face over yours. He didn’t want to miss a single look on your beautiful face.

“Yes, Channie,” you smiled again, taking a sharp breath in.

‘God that fucking nickname’ he thought. His heart turned into putty every time you used it. ‘So soft and so gentle for me… For Channie.’ He smiled, using one hand to stroke along the top of your head, maintaining the pressure on your stomach with the other.

He thrust into you harder now. Not necessarily faster, but using more force. The look on your face was all the reassurance he needed to keep it up.

He watched how your mouth dropped open, like you watched to scream something out but you couldn’t. How your eyes squeezed shut to focus on the feeling he was giving you. How your breathing started to pick up the more that he moved.

Feeling himself inside you got him hard, yes. But watching you- with all of your perfection- loving the way that he made love to you, got him rock hard. Suddenly, his tip became more sensitive. It crept and crept up until it started to drive him wild.

He started to place sloppy kisses along your mouth as he slammed his hips in. He kept a steady pace, just enough to keep your heart rate up.

You moaned as his hand pressed even harder into you. You could feel his cock hitting up and into the palm of his hand. Time and time again, you felt him hit into just the right spot to make your toes curl. Everything in your body froze up, then went warm. He kept going and going until it was going to send you over the edge.

“Channie?” you whined, breathing heavily through your mouth.

“Yes, my love?” He detached himself from your face to look at you. God, he could get off by looking at that face alone.

He smirked. “Does my baby need to cum?”

“Fuck yes,” you said, reaching around his neck to bring his lips down to yours. You felt like you were being elevated from your body.

No, resurrected.

Chan was going to bring you back to life.

Hard, stiff thrusts now poured out of him uncontrollably.

His breathing quickened too all of a sudden. He let out a sharp moan.

“Ughhh,” he drew a breath in. His voice was shaking. “I’m going to cum baby. Cum with me, yeah? Let’s tie ourself together now, okay?” He could hardly get his words out.

You knew he was barely holding on. So vulnerable for you.

Swiftly, he released the pressure off your stomach, making you gasp at the sudden loss of weight. Instead, he brought his hand down to your clit, and rubbed light circles. He went just in tune with the thrusts, throwing you over the edge.

“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God,” you screamed out, feeling the beginning of the orgasm take over your entire body.

That’s all Chan needed. He took long thrusts to push himself over the edge with you. He shut his eyes tight, picturing just your face, your soul, holding his heart.

No, EATING his heart. It's all he could ever ask for and you would be the one to give it to him.

“TAKE.” Thrust.

“IT.” Thrust.

“ALL.” Thrust.

“UGHHH,” he yelled out, throwing himself into you with the most force you’d felt all night.

Your vision went white, jolts being sent through your body in every direction. Your body stiffened, head throwing itself back and body arching up off the ground. You felt Chan’s cock twitch inside of you, followed by a warm feeling that almost filled you more than you could take.

He continued to give you a few more wild thrusts. He bit down onto your ear. “Take it baby. Take my spirit and give me yours.”

Your body let out one final jolt before Chan slowed down and grabbed your face, cupping it in both hands.

You kissed him like you’d never tasted him before. Like everything about him was new and you were ready to explore.

You had just dedicated your entire being to him, but everything felt so irrepressible in this moment.

As he brought himself to a complete stop, he pulled his face from yours, panting. He decided to lay there for a few moments, letting himself rest inside you. It only felt natural to be this close to you. To finally feel like he could be a part of you.

His eyes fell down to your chest underneath him- both of you stained from the dark red show of your love for each other.

He made sure you were looking at him. He wanted itnto be a show. He then took the palm of his hand to his mouth, giving it a soft kiss. He placed the hand over your heart, where his initial had been etched in.

“I’ll always be with you, yeah?” he smiled down.

“Always and forever, my Channie.”

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