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liaas-rant-space · 1 day

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my brain physically cannot comprehend the beauty that is STRAY KIDS like oh my god???

BANG CHAN FOR WHAT REASON DO YOU LOOK LIKE THAT??

LEE MINHO WHY ARE WE SO CUNTY???

SEO CHANGBIN WHY ARE YOU SO ATTRACTIVE???

HWANG HYUNJIN UR LITERALLY HAIR GOALS???

HAN JISUNG FOR WHAT WAS THE CUTESY ADORABLENESS??

LEE FELIX WHAT IS UR HAIR ROUTINE???

KIM SEUNGMIN HOW R U SO CUTE???

YANG JEONGIN HOW R U LITERALLY PERFECT??

no but yeah. personally, so attractive, i have photos to prove it. hehehhehee

adorbs. all of them

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minchanlove · 19 hours

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I'm really in need of a big hug so if anyone is in the same situation as me I'll show them this video of Channie and I'm sure we'll feel a little better.

He has that effect on us. ❤️‍🩹

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dandelions-143 · 2 days

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MDNI

Warnings: some BDSM (nothing too crazy though) fingering.

Next Chapter in the Young Gods story

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Eyes Open

Hyunjins POV

“Is this all you could get?” I turned my eyes up to Seungmin who was standing over me, his eyes trained on the glowing screen of his laptop. We were in the basement of our club in the back where the office was hidden. Seungmin and I.N. had managed to sneak into Yi Hyuns office earlier tonight. Seungmin shrugged and flipped through some files he had downloaded from the old bastards computer showing me what he had.

“Listen, we didn’t have a lot of time and I would have gotten more if we had not have been rudely interrupted.” Seungmin took a step back and shook his head in disappointment. I turned my eyes back to him and stood quickly, making the office chair almost turn over. “What the fuck do you mean you were interrupted!”

The kid just turned and motioned for me to follow him. We walked out of the office into the very back cellar. Seungmin flipped on the light and sitting in the middle of the floor bound and gagged was the idiot that must have caught them. “Don’t worry, I.N. knocked the fucker unconscious before he could do anything or tell anyone.” He scratched his chin and glanced at me, “although he may be dead, he hasn’t moved at all.”

I sighed in frustration pinching the bridge of my nose knowing I would have to deal with this.

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Chion-Sa’s POV

There was something very wrong here. Chan and his men seemed to run this club but, if they were just soldiers for Nabi’s father how do they own anything except the clothes on their backs. I watched as the club was cleared out and the bodies of Jungkooks men taken away by some of Chans men. “Come Nabi, let’s get you home.” I grabbed her arm gently to lead her away.

“Put her in my car.” I heard Chan telling the guy with sharp features that seemed to keep staring at me. “I don’t fucking think so.” I defended and stepped between the guy and Nabi. We were chest to chest. He didn’t react right away, only staring at me with sharp, intense eyes. “Why don’t you ask Nabi who she would rather go with. Chan or her babysitter.” His voice was softer than I expected. It didn’t match his hard features at all.

I was shocked when Nabi moved from behind me, “it’s okay Chion-Sa, I’ll go with him. Let Lee Know take you home.” She placed a soft peck on my cheek and I watched her walk with Chan and the others towards the exit. “Looks like it’s just you and me” Lee Knows lips upturned into a soft smirk before he began to walk away. He stopped short of the winding staircase and motioned with his hand. “Come little devil.” I wanted to bash his pretty face in.

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Chan’s POV

The car was dead silent as we made our way towards Nabi’s home. She sat beside me in the back of my black car staring out of the window, watching the lights pass by. “Umm.. are you alright?” I quietly said as I turned my tired gaze on her. Usually I wouldn’t have cared how anyone felt about the things I did but, for some reason I needed to know Nabi was okay…that she wasn’t scared or something.

When she didn’t answer right away I became a little antsy. Rubbing my palms on my thighs. What the fuck is wrong with you, get it together you idiot. I told myself.

“Where are we going?” Nabi’s sweet voice filled my ears and I looked from my lap to her angelic face. “I’m taking you home.” I simply said. “Seeing those men killed didn’t shake you up?” I was genuinely curious to know the answer. Girls like her should have been upset, right? She shrugged and played with the expensive ring on her middle finger.

“At first.. I was a bit shocked. The blood was.. gross.” Nabi bit her plump bottom lip in thought. My eyes instantly lingered there a bit too long for my likening. I cleared my throat and picked up my phone to distract myself. Hyunjin had text me something about one of Yi Hyuns men tied up and Seungmin being a dumb fuck. I was in the middle of replying when Nabi said, “by the way I don’t want to go home.”

I paused and looked over at her, the streetlights illuminating her face every so often. “What?”

She huffed as if she was annoyed, “my fun was ruined. I didn’t even get to dance. I don’t want to go home yet.” Her honey eyes stared at me, waiting for a response. I lowered my phone to my lap, “and what would the princess like to do?” I said a bit more sarcastically than I had intended.

I swore I saw her eyes darken and then a soft little smile drifted over her pretty lips. “What do you do for fun Chan?”

My mind automatically went to all the fun things I could do with her. That petite little figure tied to my bed.. I stopped myself and shook my head wanting to get rid of those thoughts. You’re suppose to get close to her not fuck her my subconscious said to me.

“Come on, what does the big bad wolf do to unwind from a full day of business and murder.” She cocked her head at me and leaned a bit closer. Sitting back in the leather seat of the car I rubbed a finger over my lips thinking if I should actually show her what I call fun.

Fuck it. “Driver, change of plans. Take us to my place.” I called upfront and at the next light we were turned around headed back to my high rise apartment in the middle of the city. This was probably a bad idea but, I couldn’t deny her.

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Nabi’s POV

Chans apartment was beautiful. I had heard that the apartments in the heart of the city were very lavish and very well guarded but, i didn’t expect it to be like a mini mansion. I had lived in luxury all of my life so the marble floors and pillars with gold inlay didn’t shock and aw me, even though it was beautiful.

The marble and old Roman style architecture stopped at Chans apartment door. Inside it was minimalistic and very new age. Mostly dark colors of grey, black, and a dull metal. It was nice, and very much him. We both slid off our shoes in the long hallways that eventually lead to a huge open area that I would assume to be the living room.

Windows spanned the entire length of his apartment from floor to ceiling giving you birds eye view of the beautiful city that was Seoul. I noticed he had no curtains for privacy but, then again why would he.. who would see into his apartment from the 19th floor.

I suppose when I didn’t say anything right away Chan became curious, “Is it not to your liking?” I tore my eyes away from the view to look at him. His full lips were quirked up into an amused smirk as his eyes kept contact with mine. I was the one to look away first when I felt heat creeping up my neck.

“I mean it’s nice.. for new money.” My finger ran along the back of his leather couch as I walked around the large space. He chuckled at my words and shook his head. “So, what fun are we going to get into?” My smile was a little devious, clasping my hands together in front of me.

“We will not be partaking but, you can watch all you like.” He spoke as he motioned with his hand to follow behind him. I was very much intrigued now. We walked down a short hallway that had a couple of doors on either side and one door at the end of the hallways straight ahead of us. I assumed all these doors were bedrooms. Maybe an office.

Chan took a small key ring that had what looked like a car key on it and couple others. Nothing out of the ordinary until he took one of those keys and unlocked that door that was at the end of the hallway. “Should I be scared?” Chan turned his head slightly, so I could only see part of his face. “No but, you should always be scared of me, darling.”

I scoffed at his words but, deep down I couldn’t shake this feeling. Like maybe he isn’t to be trusted.

I followed him down a darkened staircase that had a strange red glow at the bottom. His place has two levels? I thought to myself as we walked down the stairs. I faltered just a little because it was so dimly lit, Chan grabbed my hand and my elbow reflexively. His touch was gentle but where his fingertips lingered on my skin felt as if it was on fire.

The second our eyes met I pulled away from him, mumbling, “I got it.” He only smiled a bit, his eyes crinkling making his handsome face seem more boyish.. cute.

Two more steps and we entered into another hallway. The low lights were glowing red making it a very odd mix of sexy and menacing. I could hear muffled voices and music playing. “You ready princess?” Chan said as we stopped at the very last door.

He slowly opened the door and motioned for me to go first. I cautiously stepped inside, the room was glowing with hues of blues and purples. There was a couch sitting in the middle of the room. A glass wall was just a few feet in front of it. It was dark behind that glass so I couldn’t see anything.

“What is this?” I curiously asked, no judgment yet.. just plain curiosity. “Come sit, watch and then I’ll explain.” His voice seemed a bit deeper, darker even. I sat next to him on the opposite end of the couch. I could feel him next to me, warm and inviting. His cologne was subtle but very much intoxicating in the best way.

Ugh, what the fuck Nabi. Stop it.. I told myself.

The lights on our side of the glass suddenly went out and the lights on the other side flicked on and.. oh my..

On the other side of that glass was a woman, a very beautiful and very naked woman standing confidently in the middle of the room. My eyes roamed over her curvy body then the surroundings caught my eyes. There were things hanging on the wall. A myriad of whips, ropes, chains, gags, and numerous things that looked painful but I had no clue what they were.

Just then a very good looking man who was still fully dressed stepped into view. He had a rope in his hands and began to tie her hands bringing them behind her back. My heart rate began to increase, my breathing as well. As I watched the man restrain the woman I could also feel Chans eyes on me.

I finally tore my eyes away from the couple. “So you like to watch people fuck.” I stated and turned my attention back to the them. The woman was now on her knees while the man stalked around her like a predator to his prey. The sofa shifted under Chans weight as he moved closer to me. His voice was right next to my ear, “I like to watch, but not just fucking. It’s so much more than that princess. I also like to partake when the mood strikes me.”

He then leaned away from me, “Although I don’t expect you to understand. This isn’t for little girls.” My gaze snapped to him for a moment then back to the man who was now making the woman stand and he hooked her tied hands above her head. I could feel my nipples tighten under my clothes at the anticipation of what would come next.

The man had a small leather whip in his hand and began to whip the naked woman. Her face seemed to contort into a mix of pleasure and pain. She jumped when he hit her but she kept her mouth shut. Refusing to make a sound.

Chan was watching me, I could feel it. But I couldn’t take my eyes off the couple. My heart speeding up with every hit the woman took. My thighs were pressed together as tightly as possible. Jesus Christ..

Why was I getting horny.. there was no sex actually happening. The man was clothed and she was getting whipped. Chans voice brought me back to reality, “looks like I was wrong about you.” He moved closer to me, I didn’t make another move. I didn’t dare.

My eyes watched as the man moved the woman and bent her over a leather bench. Her ass and very wet pussy on full display. It’s like I became a bit more wet with every hit the woman took. Her ass was getting red with small whelps made by the leather whip.

Just then I felt it.. I felt him. Chans warm hand sliding over my thigh. He gently squeezed the upper, fleshy part, almost kneeding it. Making me part my lips. “Keep your eyes on them, princess.” Chan whispered in my ear. His hand sliding up my dress, delicately rubbing me through my very wet panties.

The woman was moaning now after the man had told her she could speak. My breathing came quick in rapid succession as the man whipped her harder and faster. Chans fingers found their way beneath my panties and slid into my slick folds. I was leaned back all the way on the couch now. My legs splayed wide open, shamelessly for him.

His movements were slow at first, deliberate and precise. Sliding in slow little circles over my swollen clit making me want to close my eyes. “Don’t close those pretty eyes.” Chans voice sounded strained.. focused. So I did as he said, I kept my eyes glued to the couple.

I gasped loudly when I felt Chans long fingers slide deep inside me, his palm pressed to my little bud. He moved in rhythm with the man’s rough whips to the woman’s plump ass. I could see she was dripping wet now. Her pussy and inner thighs glistening with her juices. My moan came loud and fast almost in tandem with the woman’s.

She was cumming with just the sting of that leather whip and I.. I was cumming undone with this beautiful man’s fingers buried deep inside me. I clenched my thighs around his hand as my climax bottomed out and I made a lovely little mess all over his fingers.

I laid there spent, finally sliding my gaze from the scene in front of me to Chan. I watched him move his hand from between my thighs to slide his wet fingers between his lips. I was taken back when he licked one finger cleaned making me wet all over again and then he put his other finger to my lips. Parting them and making me suck my own juices off his salty finger.

His eyes bore into mine, fiery and dark and the only thing I could think was.. I’m in fucking trouble..

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dancinglikebutterflywings · 2 months

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Little Love Notes | Bang Chan

Pairing: Bang Chan x Fem!Reader

Summary: Chan's girlfriend likes to leave him little notes.

Warnings: It just fluffy. I have written a little drabble similar to this but wanted to switch it around so it's reader leaving him little love notes. This is a repost from my now deactivated blog. More of an explanation in my pinned post.

Word Count: 482

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Chan's heart swelled with warmth as he read the little note once again. The words are written on a bright yellow post-it note which was stuck to his laptop lid. It was a simple sentence, but it meant so much to him.

"Have a great day, my love. Don’t be too hard on yourself."

The last couple day’s he’d been a little hard on himself because he couldn’t get a part of the latest song they’ve been working on right. No matter how he mixed it, with and without Changbin and Jisung’s help, he couldn’t seem to get it sounding like he envisioned in his mind.

Taking a moment before he goes back to the song that’s becoming a headache, he remembers back to when Y/N left him the first note she ever left him. They had just moved in together when he found a post-it note stuck to the screen of his phone, with ‘I love you’ written on it. From that day on, Y/N made it her mission to leave him little love notes around their apartment. Some days they just said I love you and other days they’d be a small paragraph reminding him how loved he is, or how lucky she is to have him. Sometimes they would be sweet little reminders for him to take breaks, or to go easy on the guys and stuff like that. When he went away, whether it be in South Korea or overseas, the little notes would continue. He’d find them on in his bag, in the pocket of a random hoodie or pair of pants, and on his electronics. He even found one wrapped around his toothbrush, one time.

The guys often tease him about the notes, but he doesn't care. He loves these notes more than anything because they are a physical representation of her love for him. It’s his and Y/N’s little thing they have that doesn’t involve anyone else. He loves it and would be sad if she ever stopped writing them.

As he opens his laptop, he chuckles to himself when he finds another note in his girlfriend's handwriting. ‘Can we please have McDonald’s for dinner?’

He puts the notes somewhere safe so he can add them to the growing collection, filling his desk drawer at him. Grabbing his phone, he pulls up his messages with Y/N, and types out his reply to her notes.

‘You have a good day too. I’ll pick up McDonald’s on my way home tonight. I love you so much x.’

He puts his phone to the side and boots up his laptop to get started working on the newest 3racha song.

It doesn’t take long before his phone buzzes, notifying him that he has a new message. When he checks it, he smiles, seeing it’s from Y/N.

‘I’ll message you my order later. I love you so much too, baby xxxxx.’

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baby-yongbok · 5 months

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3Racha

Genre: Smut

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Chan has been fucking you open for nearly thirty minutes, sweat and arousal are dampening the sheets as he pumps into you from behind. You can feel your orgasm approaching closer and closer with each filthy word and hard thrust that he serves you. You're so close, it's coming, you're gonna cum.

"Oh my god, Binnie, I'm cumming." Your body trembles, your arms give out leaving you face down ass up for your boyfriend. You feel so good, so euphoric. And then it hits you.

"What did you just fucking call me?" You stay silent beneath him, way too fucked out and embarrassed to reply. "You like thinking about my friends while I'm balls deep in you?"

His tone isn't angry but it isn't quite unbothered either, you can't read it.

"I-I'm sorry I don't know why-" You're cut off by an aggressive thrust that takes your breath away. You whimper into the mattress as Chan starts fucking into you again.

"If you want him so bad why don't we call him in here, huh? Fuck it, let's get Han too, you wanna fuck 3racha, baby? You wanna be a slut for us?" You clench around him as you mindlessly shake your head to his offer. He chuckles above you, it's a dark and breathy laugh that sends shivers down your spine.

"Hey, Changbin, Jisung, get in here." Chan yells towards the door, and you can hear the boys' doors open from the hallway. The two boys make their way over to Chan's room, freezing for a second when they get a full view of the both of you.

"She wants 3racha to slut her out, you in?"

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minhosimthings · 4 months

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Girl Dad!Skz headcannons

Pairings: husband!Skz × wife!fem!reader

Warnings: fluff fluff fluff, mentions of pregnancy, reader wears a dress, mentions of food, teensy swearing

A/N: GUESS WHO HAS BABY FEVER AYY ITS THIS BITCH RIGHT HERE. I am so DONE with watching my fav idols play with babies and not expect me to die. WHERE IS MY CHAN WHO'LL GIVE MR A BABY HUH? anyways enjoy my very drunken headcannons

Bang Christopher Chan

DID I JUST HEAR BEST DAD IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD

This man was born to be a dad istg

He'd be so amazing when you're pregnant, like he'd ask his mom for advice, give you belly rubs if your ask and will willingly lend his entire closet to you.

Would be so supportive through the birth process, is not disgusted or anything because he is him.

"She looks just like you."

Would be just a teensy bit overprotective, just a teensy bit.

"And you will bring her back by 7 yes? Oh and what's your address for unrelated purposes?"

*sends the address to Minho incase he needs to murder anyone*

Would be so comforting when she gets her period

"you know I used to do this to your mother.", While massaging her back.

The baby would grow up multilingual and Chan would be so smug about it

"my daughter is my second producer

Lee Minho/Lee Know

Would have such mixed emotions when you tell him you're pregnant

On the one hand A PERSON MADE UP OF BOTH OF YOU? WOAH

On the other hand OH SHIT A PERSON WHO HAS BOTH OUR GENES

Cooks all your weird ass cravings for you but not before giving you a side eye

"Alright y'all are gonna get a sibling." *Is talking to the cats*

Buys everything cat themed

"baby what if the baby is a dog person?"

Y'all have twins, a boy and a girl (manifesting my twin dad Minho fantasies)

Would dance for them when they're babies and would get elated when they try to copy him

Pouts when their first word is mama

Brags so much about them

"I mean they are MY spawn, obviously they're better at dance than your kid, Susan"

Seo Changbin

GIRL DAD GIRL DAD GIRL DAD

So elated when you tell him you're pregnant

PREGNANT CUDDLES KZKSNSNJ

Would be a 100% on board with lifting your belly to save your back

When you find out it's a girl, he straight on sobs.

"I CAN'T HANDLE ANOTHER PAIR OF ADORABLE YN EYES LOOKING AT ME"

Holds the baby extra carefully in his buff ass arms

She looks like you part 2

Tea parties with her are serious buisness for him

"jagi can't you see im currently discussing with the princess about her magical dragon I'll do the dishes later."

Would probably ask her if she wants to go to the gym with her dad and when she says yes he'd be so happy

"you're better than your mother she can't even lift her ass up and go to the gym"

Hwang Hyunjin

When I say this man would paint you a portrait when you tell him you're pregnant-

HE'LL PAINT YOU A FUCKING PORTRAIT

So sweet with you all throughout but also a nervous wreck

Much like me

Would love to paint your belly if you allow him to

Would try your weird cravings with you

And actually like them

Let's not pretend like Hyun doesn't do the pregnant woman pose everyday

Cries so hard when your baby is born

He doesn't mind the gender or anything, but when he found out it's a girl-

"GUYS ITS A MINI Y/N"

She looks like you part 3

Such a clumsy mess when it comes to taking care of her

ART CLASSES ART CLASSES ART CLASSES

"Darling, we painted this for you."

Han Jisung

Immediately freezes when you tell him

Jisung.exe has stopped working

"wait so the protection didn't.... Protect?"

Now Y/N.exe has stopped working trying to figure out whether you actually used protection or not

Talks to your belly all day

Treats the baby like a gossip partner

"girl you won't believe what Hyunjin did today."

"what did he do?"

"yn shush I'm talking to our baby girl."

Is your personal high school cheerleader during the birth

"jagi you are slaying right now you can do this."

Cries when baby is born part 3

Calls her a co-producer part 2

Spoils her shitless

She has him wrapped around her finger, much like her mother :)

Making playlists with her is his love language

Lee Felix Yongbok

Did I just hear breeding kink

Cries when you tell him

Bakes so many brownies when you tell him like one time that you're craving his brownies

Makes your weird cravings part 3

Idk what it is with me and DanceRacha making all your weird cravings

Runs you baths, with bath salts, bath bombs, scented candles and massages your aching muscles I WILL DIE RIGHT NOW

Is the best during the birth, holds your hand allowing you to squeeze it as hard as you want

Dresses baby up like the fashionista she is

Is so amazed and ecstatic when the baby gets an Aussie accent

"JAGI SHE JUST SAID BREKKIE"

Kim Seungmin

Tsundere daddy meow

Will literally melt like his face will be like 🥺

Buys all the cute stuff on day one

I'm talking cradles, blinkies, toys, bonnets for some reason

"of course she needs a ponyo outfit darling come on"

Tones down his teasing a bit

Still makes fun of your penguin walk tho

And if you cry, he will comfort you and never forgive himself for it

Is kinda disgusted by the birth process but he's a strong soldier

Cries when baby is born part 4

Like Kim Seungmin crying is a real thing chat

Singing lessons are free for her, and she has her dad's angel voice!!

Also inherits her dad's roasting style, and she's the only one who can roast him back hehe

He kinda died inside when she told him he was old (he's never been prouder)

Yang Jeongin/ I.N

Bruh this guy istg

Mixed emotions part 2

"IM TOO YOUNG TO HAVE A CHILD"

Calms down eventually (after a slap on the head)

BELLY RUBS

Spoils the shit out of you because obviously

Asks his mum for advice part 2

Sings to your belly at night when he thinks you're asleep

Secretly hopes baby will have his dimple

He loves kids, so parenting is a natural thing that comes to him

Probably more experienced at holding a baby than you are

Feeds her for the first few days when you're tired

Perfect husband honestly he should marry me

Loves braiding her hair and giving her fashion advice

Mini fashion shows!!!

Dances with her a lot

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straykeedz · 7 months

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day 9: bang chan + corruption kink

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tw: brother’s best friend!chan; reader is inexperienced; very brief hand job; oral sex (both m and f receiving); chan kinda kink-shames himself; fingering (f); chan praising the reader; cum swallowing; implied first time sex and loss of virginity (they basically have sex off screen lol); ♡

wc: 5,6k (I’M SORRY THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE 3K MAX I DON’T KNOW HOW IT ENDED UP BEING 5 🫣)

i’m honestly not proud of this lol i changed my mind like a million times while writing this and i still don’t like it but then i thought fuck it and here we are - this was a lot better in my imagination i swear 🥲

this is part of my kinktober masterlist. you can find my regular masterlist here (tho it will not be updated until the end of kinktober) ♡

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smut below the cut, minors dni.

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Chan almost falls from the couch when he hears those words - eyes wide as he stares at you like you just told him the most absurd thing in the world. Okay, maybe it is the most absurd thing in the world - or maybe you’re just not supposed to tell your brother’s best friend, who knows? Either way, you’re in too deep now, and Chan looks like he’s about to have a stroke in your living room.

“Y/n…”, he clears his throat, cheeks flushing slightly pink as he thinks about what to say next. “As your brother’s best friend it’s my duty to tell you that this…”, he trails, and you can already feel your heart drop at what he just said, even though it’s true - he is your brother’s best friend “…is a terrible idea.”, he concludes.

“Why?”, you furrow your eyebrows, taking a sip of your smoothie.

He struggles to find the right words to say, that much is clear. You can see it in the way he nervously fidgets with the hem of his oversized sweatshirt, or the way he’s constantly trying to swallow the lump in his throat, though unsuccessfully. Eventually, he figures there’s no right way to say what he has in mind, he just has to say the damn words out loud.

“Because, y/n…”, he stutters, and you find it cute - seeing him so flustered and clearly embarrassed. “It has to be with someone special, someone you love and who loves you back.”, he explains. “Not with a random dude. It’s your first time, it should be special.”, he concludes.

Not once in his life Chan thought he’d find himself talking about your sex life while being next to you, on your couch, in your living room. You, his best friend’s sister. Not once he thought he’d find himself lecturing you about how important it is to have your first time with somebody you care about. Yeah, Chan definitely wasn’t prepared for that. He doesn’t even remember how you ended up talking about this in the first place - one minute you were just chilling on the couch waiting for your brother to come home, and the next thing he knew you were complaining to him about the guy you were seeing and your lack of sexual activity. Poor Chan almost choked on his beverage when those words left your lips.

“Technically, I was about to have my first time.”, you correct him. “It’s not my fault he came before he even put it in and disappeared without a trace because he was too embarrassed.”, you shrug.

Chan is speechless, tips of his ears red as he listens to your words. He can’t believe he’s having this conversation with Jisung’s sister - you, who’d cry and throw tantrums if your brother won’t let her win while playing video games when you were a little girl. You, who - Chan realizes - are not a little girl anymore. You’re a grown woman now - who dates and is interested in boys and… sex, apparently.

“I think… you shouldn’t be talking to me about this.” Chan clears his throat. “You should talk with a friend or something.”

“I thought we were friends.”, you tease him.

“You know what I mean.” Chan sighs. “Like, a girl friend. I’m not- I don’t know what to say besides that I really think you should be doing it with the right person.”

Chan mentally pats himself on the shoulder - he feels like he did a great job, didn’t he? That’s what he’s supposed to tell his brother’s sister when she asks him for advices in that field, right? Be a good friend and try to prevent you from making stupid decisions that could potentially ruin your life.

“Please.”, you scoff, rolling your eyes at him. “I gave up on the prince charming delusion a long time ago.”, you chuckle bitterly.

Chan doesn’t know anything about your private life, now that you think about it. He doesn’t know that you weren’t really into that guy and only went out with him a couple of times because you felt like you were missing out on something, he doesn’t know that you don’t really believe in love since the person you want to be with won’t ever reciprocate your feelings. He doesn’t know any of these things - so maybe coming to him for advice was the wrong decision.

“You don’t believe there’s the perfect guy for you out there?” Chan inquires, furrowing his eyebrows as he stares at you confused. Part of him is glad the conversation shifted to a less mature topic.

“Do you?”

“It’s impolite to answer one’s question with another question.” Chan points out, and feels like he just dodged a very dangerous bullet.

You do. You do believe there’s someone who’s perfect for you, who’d treat you just right and make you the happiest human in the whole world, the problem is - you think it’s Chan, but you can’t tell him that. You can’t tell him you always had a soft spot for him, you can’t tell him you wish he weren’t friends with your brother - things would be easier that way. You can’t tell him any of that.

“It would never work out.”, you cut it short.

“Oh, so there is someone.” Chan teases. “Why are you being so pessimistic? Why would it never work out?”, he asks.

“It’s complicated.”, you try to avoid answer his question directly. “Plus, I’m sure he doesn’t even see me as a woman.”, you let out a bitter chuckle as you fidget with your rings.

“Now, what does this even mean?” Chan looks at you with a confused expression, an eyebrow quirked at you. “Why wouldn’t he see you as a woman?”, he inquires.

Who could this guy possibly be?, Chan can’t help but wonder. He must be blind or something. You are a woman, a beautiful, stunning woman - with the curves in the right places and the prettiest smile Chan’s ever seen. This guy must be really stupid and he’s missing out on a lot, Chan thinks.

“Chan…”, you swallow the lump in your throat. “Do you? See me… as a woman?” And not only as your best friend’s sister?, you want to add.

Chan thinks is about to have a stroke, but luckily for him his phone rings - saving him from having to answer your question. However, you don’t miss the way his eyes widen and body freezes, and it hits you - he’ll never see you like you see him. You’ll be nothing more than Jisung’s sister in his eyes, and you’ll never stand a chance. You’ll never get the chance to be the one who makes him happy.

“N-Never mind.”, you mutter, tears already prickling in your eyes as you stand up from the couch and head to your bedroom, closing the door behind you.

What feels like an eternity later but are, probably, ten minutes - someone knocks on your door. Someone being Chan, but from the other side of the door you can’t know it. For all you know, it could be your brother or, you know, a murderer - which seems to be a better option than facing Chan right now anyways.

But of course it’s Chan.

“Y/n?”, he calls softly from the hallway.

You could pretend to be asleep. Or just ignore him and pretend you were wearing headphones and didn’t hear him if he ever brings up the subject. Maybe the earth could swallow you whole. Maybe an asteroid could blow up the Earth in about five seconds to save you from the embarrassment of having to face Chan after the madness that took place in your living room? Your hopes on the asteroid are high. But the five seconds eventually pass, and you’re still in your bedroom, very much alive, and Chan is still on the other side of the door.

“What do you want?”, your intention was to sound brave and strong, but your voice is incredibly little as you speak. You get closer to the door, but you don’t open it.

He hesitates. “Your… uh, it was your brother - on the phone.”, he clears his throat. “He’s gonna come home late. Apparently there’s been a car crash and the main road is completely blocked, he’s bottled up in traffic.”, he explains.

“Oh.”

So that’s why he’s here. To pass the message of your brother. Not because he’d been thinking about your words and suddenly realized he loves you and wants to marry you and that you’re basically the love of his life and wants to have lots of babies with you? Disappointed, but not surprised.

“I also wanted to…”, he hesitates. “Can we- can we talk?”

That damn asteroid better be on its way.

“About what?”

You know what he wants to talk about, you’re not stupid. You felt so brave in the living room, ten minutes ago, and now? Now you’re staring at a closed door, heart beating loud in your chest as you’re trying to find a solution for the mess you created. Nobody but you. Not Chan, you.

“About… Can you… Could you open the door? Please.”

Giving up on the silly and improbable, yet not impossible, idea of the asteroid, you mentally pat yourself on the shoulder as you wrap your fingers around the doorknob, a few seconds away from closing the distance with Chan. Are you ready to face him? Not really. It wasn’t in your plans to end your night with being rejected by your crush, but hey - this is the life, you guess.

When you swing the door open, he’s standing there, in his stupid oversized sweatshirt and tight jeans, looking absolutely fucking handsome and all you want to do is slam the door in his stupidly stunning face, get under the covers and basically never ever leave your bed again. How can someone look so hot in just a plain sweatshirt and skinny jeans, by the way?

You’re both clearly embarrassed - standing in front of each other awkwardly. What are you even supposed to say? He seems to be equally uncomfortable.

“You can… come in.”, you mumble, stepping aside to let him inside your bedroom. You figure it’s better than discussing whatever it is that he wants to talk about standing on the doorstep of your room.

It leads to you sitting uncomfortably on your bed, knees to your chest, and Chan sat on the gamin chair in your room, fidgeting with his rings, avoiding looking in your direction. You wonder what’s the point in being in the same room if neither of you is going to talk.

“What did you want to ta-“

“Why did you ask me if I see you as a woman?”

You speak in unison, voices overlapping. Well, this is awkward. What’s even more awkward - is that you’re now staring at each other, looking each other in the eyes. Of course that’s what he wanted to talk about.

You sigh. “It’s you.”

Chan looks at you confused, eyebrows furrowed as he asks - “Me?”, he genuinely doesn’t know what you’re referring to.

You nod. “You asked me if I believe there’s the perfect guy out there. It’s you.”

“Me?”, he asks again, this time in a high-pitched voice.

You nod again.

“It’s always been you, Chan. Honestly, I’m surprised you didn’t notice before.”, you chuckle, breaking the eye contact, fidgeting with the hem of your pajama pants. “I’ve liked you since I was thirteen.”, you confess, blushing a bit, because it feels surreal - to tell him all of this, to pour his heart to him on a random Friday night, in your bedroom.

He’s sincerely speechless, his brain still trying to process your words. You like him. You like him. Him, Bang Christopher Chan. Him. Since you were thirteen. And you think he’s the perfect guy for you. Him. And you think it’d never work out between you. Why would you think that? Oh, right, Jisung. And you think he doesn’t see you as a woman? You must be crazy.

Noticing he’s been silent for a while now, you decide to break the silence, despite the palpable tension. “Listen, just- just forget everything. Pretend I didn’t say anything.”, you still wouldn’t look at him. “You can go on with your life pretending I didn’t just confess my feelings for you and I’ll go on pretending I don’t have them.”

Chan blinks a few times, looking at your figure. You look so delicate and fragile, hugging your knees to your chest, and he feels the need to protect you, to take care for you.

“I can’t do that.”, he manages to say after what feels like an eternity.

Your head immediately snaps in his direction, meeting his warm, chocolate eyes. “Why?”

Chan runs one hand through his hair, ruffling it a bit, then takes a deep breath. He stands up from your chair and sits on the bed next to you. You try not to cringe at the fact that he’s wearing his outside clothes on your freshly washed sheets - it’s not the focus right now, you can always change them and throw them in the washing machine. His clothes are definitely not the focus when he takes your hand in his, brushing your knuckles with his thumb.

“Because I have feelings for you, too.”

If the asteroid is on its way, it better reverse right now.

“What?” Chan chuckles at your shocked expression, your jaw practically on the floor.

He nods. “I always tried to ignore them, tho. You know, because of…” he doesn’t say his name, but you know he’s talking about your brother. “Have had them for a while now. Not as long as you, but long enough to know it’s not just a crush.”

It all feels surreal, but then Chan continues.

“So, to answer your question - yes, I do see you as a woman.”, his words make your stomach twist - in a good way, of course. “A beautiful one at that.”, he whispers the last words.

You swallow the lump in your throat. Automatically, you’re both leaning towards each other until your foreheads are pressed together and your noses brushing. You’re sure you’re blushing, and he’s flustered, too.

“Chan can you… can we kiss?”, you whisper.

Chan is taken aback by your request, but it makes his legs feel weak nonetheless. A million thoughts are running through his head right now, most of them featuring your brother, but in the end he comes to the conclusion that you’re both adults and that you can make your own decisions and deal with the consequences later, together.

So, he closes his eyes and kisses you.

There’s nothing promiscuous in the way he presses his lips against yours, nothing dirty. It’s just a chaste, innocent kiss, however it makes your head spin nonetheless. His plump, soft lips feel a million times better than what you imagined. It’s you who decides to take a step further - deepening the kiss, biting and licking his lower lip, and Chan swears he can feel his soul leave his body.

He doesn’t pull away. In fact, he places his hand on the nape of your neck and pulls you closer. In a matter of seconds, he’s laying on his back on your mattress, and you’re still kissing him, propped up on one elbow as you cup his face with your free hand. However, Chan’s body instantly freezes when he feels you moving said hand from his face to his jawline, then his neck, then his chest, then his abdomen, and then… he stops you before you can cup his hard-on by wrapping his hands around your wrists, gently.

When he pulls away from the kiss, his lips are swollen, and it makes you throb knowing it’s because of you. Because he’s been kissing you. Tho, you look at him with a questioning look on your face.

“Maybe we should wait.” Chan whispers, running his other hand through your hair.

You blink a few times. “Oh - right. I’m sorry, it’s okay if you don’t want this.”, you mutter, embarrassed, breaking the eye contact.

Chan is quick to say - “No, no, wait. I do want this - I want this very much.”, he clarifies. “It’s just - I don’t want you to feel pressured into anything. I can wait.”, he moves a lock of hair from your face, looking you in the eyes.

You smile at him, a smile that warms his heart. “I want this, Chan. I’m not feeling pressured.”, you reassure him, tho he still doesn’t look convinced.

“Are you sure?”, he inquires. You nod. “One hundred percent?” You nod again.

“You said it before, that it should be with the right person.”, you repeat his words. “And I think you’re the one.”

You don’t recall how it happened, you only know that ten minutes later, both your and Chan’s clothes are scattered on the floor of your bedroom. He’s in his boxer, sitting on your bed, still kissing you, who are in just your oversized t-shirt and panties. His kisses slowly move from your lips to the corner of your mouth until he ends up kissing your jawline. By the time his lips brush the skin of your neck, you’re insanely wet, and can’t wait to feel him closer.

When you cup his hard cock, albeit still confined in his underwear, Chan thinks he’s about to die right there, right now. That’s it. His life ends like this - with a platonic handjob over his black boxers. However, he feels very much alive when you touch him properly - your hand finding its way under the waistband, cock harder than a fucking piece of metal.

“Oh, my God.”, he exhales after you give his length a long stroke.

You pump his length a few more times, before your movements come to a halt. Chan looks at you with a questioning look on his face, concerned - is this making you uncomfortable? You don’t want this anymore? It’s perfectly fine if you don’t, he just wants to make sure you two are still okay.

“I want to… try something, if that’s okay with you.”, you speak softly.

Chan nods, then swallows the lump in his throat when you hook your fingers on the sides of his underwear, motioning for him to take them off. He does, standing up from the bed as he lets the dark piece of fabric slide down his thick thighs. Your eyes widen at the sight - you’ve never seen a more beautiful dick. Not that you’ve seen many in real life, only the one of the guy you dated for a short period of time but, you know, you’ve seen a lot in porn. And Chan’s is the prettiest of them all. Average length, you suppose, but a bit thicker and absolutely perfect.

Chan is about to sit on the bed, when all of a sudden, in a matter of seconds, you’re kneeling right in front of him, making his heart jump in his throat.

“It’s-… I…”, you stutter, clearly embarrassed. All the confidence you previously had suddenly vanished.

“You don’t have to.” Chan is quick to reassure you, caressing the top of your head, running his fingers through your hair.

“I want to.”, you correct him. “It’s just - I’ve never done it before. I don’t… know how to.”, you confess, your puffy cheeks blushing a little as you admit you’ve never sucked a cock in your life to your ultimate crush.

Chan feels a shiver running all over his body, and he doesn’t know why - but his cock gets even harder. It should feel wrong, to be so turned on by a confession, especially if it’s coming from your best friend’s sister. But you look so innocent, kneeling before him, your mouth is only a few inches away from his hard, leaking cock, and Chan can’t stop the dirty thoughts that are now running through his head. The thought of being the first cock you’ll wrap your lips around is making him go feral. Maybe he should stop you - it doesn’t feel right, he feels like he’s about to commit something morally wrong and unacceptable, betraying his own friend, corrupting your innocence like that, even though you told him you want it, you want him.

“You- you really don’t have to.”, he repeats.

“You already said that.”, you chuckle. “I really want to, tho, Chan.”, you say once again. “Just- tell me what to do. I want to make you feel good.”

Chan’s soul is definitely burning in hell, he’s gone too far for the Lord to save his soul now. You’re looking at him through your eyelashes, beautiful doe eyes staring into his soul, and for a second there - it feels like you’re the one corrupting him, tempting him, driving him crazy.

“It’s- just… you can start by, uh- licking the underside.”, the words that leave his mouth sound even dirtier because he’s saying them to you.

You nod, still looking him in the eye as you proceed to do exactly what he said, wrapping your hand around his base. You lick your lips, damping them, and Chan feels like he’s about to have a stroke. And then, before he has the time to process what’s taking place in your bedroom, he feels your warm, wet tongue on his cock, and a loud sound falls from his lips. You do as he said, licking a long stripe that goes from his thick base to his leaking tip.

“D-Do that again.”, he chokes.

It shouldn’t feel go good, it shouldn’t feel so good, it shouldn’t feel so good - that’s what he keeps thinking. You repeat your last action - licking the underside of his hard member once again, collecting the little drop of pre-cum that leaked from his tip, tasting him, and his mind feels suddenly empty.

“Fuck- you drive me crazy.”, he closes his eyes, the sight of your mouth on his cock is too much for him to take. “Now take- take the tip inside. Just the tip.”, he instructs.

You nod, then wrap your lips around his cockhead. Chan has had his fair share of blowjobs throughout his life - but he swears none of them ever felt this way. Because none of the girls was you, that’s the harsh truth he has to accept. He hisses at the sight of your small mouth around his not-so-small dick, your pretty eyes still still staring at him as you witness him unravel under your touch.

“Now s-suck”, he stutters.

He brings his hand on your face as he watches you take his cock in your mouth - when suddenly he finds himself thinking of forbidden thoughts. For instance, that his is the first cock you sucked, that no one else before him had the privilege. He’s your first time doing something so promiscuous. He has you in a way no one has ever had you, and it’s making him going feral.

“Try a bit deeper now, love.”

You moan around his length at the pet name, and Chan can clearly see you clenching your legs as an attempt at relieving some of the tension you’re feeling. He wants to tell you that you don’t have to worry - that he’s going to take care of you, that he’s in charge of your pleasure tonight and, hopefully, from now on.

To be honest, you’re not skilled enough to take his whole length in, of course, and only manage to take half of it without choking on it, being careful not to hurt him with your teeth, but it’s more than enough for Chan - to be honest, he’s already practically detaining himself from orgasming.

“I’m- I’m so close”, he pants, entangling his fingers in your hair. “I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.”, he warns you.

You have no intention of pulling away, not when you’re about to see him lose himself in his pleasure. You feel incredibly proud at the thought that it’s because of you. You suck harder, tasting him against your tongue, wanting to make him feel good, better.

“Seriously…”, he hisses, feeling the familiar warmth in his lower abdomen. “I’m - so close.”, he moans. You don’t pull away; in fact, you suck harder. “I’m- fuck, fuck, I’m cumming.”

He shoots inside your mouth before he can stop himself, filling your mouth with his release, kicking his head back and closing his eyes as sweet sounds escape his parted lips and his body is shaken by a shiver. You’re curious about how he tastes, and that encourages you to swallow his release. You read a lot about what cum tastes like - some like it, others absolutely despite it; you have to admit, it tastes differently than what you expected, but not necessarily in a bad way.

“I’m sorry.”, Chan pants, not fully recovered from his intense high. You frown, looking at him confused. “For… you know, finishing in your mouth.”, he mumbles.

You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, then smile at him, cheeks red. “Don’t be, I wanted you to.”, you admit. “I liked it.”

Despite coming, Chan’s dick is still hard, and he’s nearly ready to go again. Not without giving you an equally mind-blowing orgasm in return. Soon, you’re lying on your bed with his body between your legs, his lips on yours, hard cock pressed against your clothed cunt, rubbing against your most sensitive spot, making you whimper.

“Can I return the favor?”, he whispers on your lips, eyes staring into yours.

You nod timidly, which is ridiculous considering the fact you had his cock in your mouth only a couple of minutes ago, but it’s different now. He helps you take off your oversized t-shirt, letting it fall on the floor without a care in the world, revealing your naked chest to him and you suddenly feel exposed. The next thing he does is hook his fingers on each side of your panties and slowly slide them down your legs, taking in the sight of your naked body, a sight that makes his head spin.

“You’re so beautiful.”, he mumbles, placing a soft kiss on your navel which makes you shiver, getting goosebumps all over your naked body.

He leaves a series of kisses that go from your navel to your groin, but he doesn’t touch you right where you need him the most. Instead, he kisses your inner thigh, licking and scraping the soft flesh with his teeth, before he brings two fingers to his mouth, coating them in his own spit. Your eyes widen and your breath gets caught in your throat when he places those fingers precisely on your clit - finding it on the first try. He continues kissing you inner thigh as he touches your clit, moving his fingers in a circular motion, albeit slowly as his kisses get closer and closer to your sweet spot.

The moan that leaves your lips when he wraps his plump lips around your clit has him buckling his hips against the sheets in desperate need of some friction. He touches you there with his fingers, lips and tongue at the same time. Then, he drags his fingers all the way to your entrance, still making out with your clit as wet sounds fill your bedroom, but feels you freeze under his touch.

“Can I?”, he asks, then places another kiss on your clit as his head snaps up in your direction.

You prop yourself on your elbows, and nod slowly. “It’s… No one has ever…you know.”, you’re a bit embarrassed to admit, even though it’s perfectly normal.

“Not even… you?” Chan’s a bit embarrassed to ask you such a personal question.

You shake your head as a no, and blush a little. “I usually, uh… do it from the outside.”

Here it is again - the warmth in Chan’s stomach, the shiver down his spine. He takes a deep breath, shaking his head, as his fingers circle your wet entrance.

“Don’t do this to me…”, he sighs, his hair tickling the skin of your inner thigh.

“Do what?”, you ask, confused.

“You… keep saying these things to me and it makes me wanna-“, he rests his forehead on your belly, one arm wrapped around your leg and his fingers on your cunt. The words die in his mouth.

“It makes you wanna?”, you run one hand through his dark chocolate hair, encouraging him to continue.

He sighs. “It makes me wanna have you.”, he mumbles against your skin. “In way no one has had you, in ways that feel… forbidden. It shouldn’t turn me on this much.”, he shamefully admits. “It feels almost… wrong, you know?”

“What feels wrong?”

“That I’m turned on by the idea of being your first.”, he exhales. “Before, when you, uh… you don’t know the effect it had on me - seeing you with your lips around me, knowing that I was your first…”, he groans out of frustration.

You can’t help but chuckle at his confession. “Are you saying you’re feeling guilty because the idea of having sex with me turns you on?”

He sighs, still avoiding eye-contact with you. “It’s not just that.”, he shakes his head. “It’s the thought of being the first to do certain kind of things to you, you know? It feels like… I’m corrupting your innocence or something.”, he whispers the last words, ashamed of himself for voicing that thought.

“Chan, hey…”, his eyes finally meet yours. You smile warmly at him, showing him that you’re not turned off, neither grossed out by his confession. “It’s okay.”, you reassure him. “It turns me on, too - that you’re the first to do these kind of things to me. You don’t know how many times I thought about this.”

Chan whimpers almost instinctively at your confession. “Really?”

You nod. “It feels so good - knowing that it’s not a dream this time, that it’s all real.”

He begins to slowly move his fingers up and down your slit once again, feeling how wet you are for him, and suddenly he feels less bad about the whole situation - especially after learning that you feel the same about this. He nods, suddenly a lot more confident, then he resumes leaving kisses on your most intimate spot, bringing his lips and tongue back to where they previously were - on your clit, making you whimper.

“Tell me if it hurts.”, he whispers against your skin, and then you feel his fingers poking at your entrance.

Then, he lets the tip of his index slip inside, and you both let out a choked moan - him, because of how tight you feel around his digit; you, because, as opposed to what you were expecting, it doesn’t hurt at all, and it’s not uncomfortable either. Or maybe, you’re just super wet and impatient.

“Good?” Chan asks you once his finger is fully inside of you.

You nod vigorously. “Good.”, you confirm.

He resumes making out with your clit, only this time he slowly pumps his finger inside of you, stretching you open, albeit only slightly. He adds a second finger not too long later, delicately as he pushes it inside your tight walls, careful not to hurt you, getting you to adjust to the feeling. A few minutes later, you recognize the familiar warmth in your stomach, signaling your orgasm is close - how could it not be, when Chan’s eating you out like you’re his favorite meal, swirling his tongue around your clit and sucking it while pumping his fingers inside of you?

“Channie, I-“ A couple of long sucks on your clit make you reach your high - releasing around Chan’s fingers with a muffled whimper, legs shaking from the intensity of your orgasm.

Chan licks the residual of your arousal from his fingers, moaning as soon as he gets to taste you. “So sweet, love.”, he mumbles, body pressed against yours, face buried in the crook of your neck, peppering your skin with soft kisses.

You run your fingers through his hair, still trying to catch your breath. After a few seconds spent in complete silence, you murmur - “Chan?”

“Hm?”

“I kind of… want more.”

He snaps his head in your direction, looking at you with wide eyes, as if he’s not sure he heard you right. “More?”, he asks. You nod. “Are you sure, love?” You nod once again. “It’s… a big deal I mean - it’s your first time.”,

“I’m sure.”, you tell him, and he can tell you’re being honest “I want it to be with you.” Chan can feel his cock practically throb, tightly pressed against his body and yours - you can feel it. “You don’t want to?”, you ask him, one hand in his hair and the other one caressing his arm and shoulder. “You don’t want to fuck me?”, you whisper on his lips, and he gulps.

You kiss his lips, then his jawline, then nibble his ear - “You don’t want to be my first? Take my virginity?”, you whisper in his ear, and don’t miss the way his body shivers on top of yours - mouth agape as he pants.

“Fuck.”

“Do you want it, Channie?”, you practically moan as you start kissing his neck. “Take me in a way no one has ever done? Make me yours?”

He instinctively starts to grind his cock against your body in desperate need for friction as the wildest, dirtiest thoughts are running through his head. “Fuck - I do.”, he whimpers when he feels your wetness starting to drip from your pussy, coating his balls as he keeps on grinding against you. “I do. So bad, love. Wanna make you mine.”, he moans. “Wanna be the first to fuck this pretty pussy - fuck, I want to be the last. Wanna make you cum around my cock, fuck. I want it so bad, love.”, he pants, eyes closed as his whole body is a shivering mess.

“Then take me.”

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lixie-phoria · 2 months

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WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

#CHAN #BANG CHAN #BANG CHRISTOPHER CHAN #IS THIS A JOKE TO YOU #OH DEAR GOD IM MALFUNCTIONING #BARKING LIKE A DOG IN HEAT #I NEED THIS MAN SO BAD

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itzskzidle · 3 months

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chan bubble update

My hair’s getting healthier hehe~ Do you like my hair black?? If only it wasn’t curly…

#bang chan #stray kids #bang christopher chan #skz #e:rock star #skz bubble #stray kids bubble #stray kids updates #240204

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minchanlove · 8 hours

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I'm very sensitive now. I was missing him so much and he showed up 😭

I just need my other man to appear and I will be happy ☹️ I hope he is well too and resting

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dandelions-143 · 8 days

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Late Night

Masterlist

MDNI

Pairing: Bang Chan x f!reader

Genre: one-shot, smut, fade to black

Warnings: nudity, oral sex (f. receiving), very soft praise kink, unprotected sex.

{Forgive me if the smut is lacking and that it’s also short. Working on improvements}

Summery: You come home late from work. Your long distance boyfriend comes to make sure you relax..

You walked into your Australian studio apartment throwing your bag down by the door and kicking off your heels. It was a Friday night and the sun had long since disappeared. Allowing the full moon to shine brightly in all its glory. Your apartment was softly illuminated by that pale grey light so you felt no need to flip on any lights.

With a tired groan you plop yourself down on your bed and lay back. Just a minutes rest you thought to yourself as your eyelids instantly become heavy once you got comfortable.

It only felt like a few minutes had passed when you heard what sounded like footsteps walking up to you and stopping at the end of the bed. Work had been hectic and all the stress of the day made your body heavier than usual, more tired than usual. You wanted to open your eyes but they were so heavy.

You only turned your head with a heavy sigh when you felt the mattress dip down from the weight of something. As if someone was getting on the bed with you. Their movements making you move ever so slightly. The sleep you were in was too good and too deep for you to react but your brain was slowly beginning to wake.

You felt the cool night air hit your thighs as someone slowly began to raise your skirt up. Large warm hands caressed the soft skin of your inner thighs. Am I dreaming? Another thought drifted through your mind. Another rush of cool air when you felt your silk white panties being slid gently off your hips, over your plump ass and down your thighs.

You were completely exposed to whoever was now settling themselves between your spread thighs. “So fucking pretty..” you heard a male voice whisper to you? To himself?

Long, strong fingers slid very slowly between your soaking wet slit, teasing your swollen clit causing you to let out a relaxed sigh. “Does that feel good, baby?” His voice drifted up to you making you stir a little more. “Chan?” You mumbled sleepily yet you made no effort to open your eyes.

“I fucking missed my baby girl..” he whispered between slow wet kisses up your inner thighs and around your soft mound.

Chan then spread your folds to expose your pink bud and began to slowly kiss and suck on that special spot.

You finally open your eyes with a quiet whimper escaping your parted lips. Your eyes focus on your beautiful boyfriend lying down on his stomach between your thighs. His strong arms wrapped around your legs holding you wide open for him.

His deep brown eyes locked on yours as he slowly begins eats you like you’re his one and only meal. You run your fingers through his hair, tugging gently. His tongue was moving so slow it was almost painful.

Chan grips your hips roughly holding you down when you start to become a squirming little mess beneath his hands. You wanted and needed his lips and tongue, moving your hips in slow circles seeking out that heavenly friction.

Just as you start to feel the low burn in the pit of your stomach. That familiar climax starting to form Chris stopped and pulled back. His full pink lips and chin glistening with your wetness. He licked his lips and crawled up your body like a predator to his prey.

“Please don’t stop..” you whine to him, your eyelids still heavy with sleep and lust as you watch his shirtless form move over you. “Shhh, baby. Don’t worry I’ll take good care of you.” He smirked and leaned down kissing you passionately. His tongue slipping through your hungry lips to tangle effortlessly with yours.

Your needy hands instantly wrap around his broad shoulders, feeling his muscular back. He pulls away once again to remove the rest of his clothes. His erect cock springing from his boxers and you’re fully awake now. He takes a moment to stare down at you before he moves back over you again.

He gently pulls your shirt off and unhooks your bra with one hand as his lips explore your exposed neck then travel down to your now exposed breasts. His full lips finding your nipples and sucking them hungrily. Nipping at the soft buds his eyes stayed on your face the entire time.

Chan pulls your hands off of his body, placing them above your head holding them in one of his large hands while the other held his member in place so he could rub himself over your soft clit.

Getting himself wet from how slick you were. “Dripping for me, princess.” His husky voice was low in the darkened room. Your soft little whimpers grew louder only making him smile more. He loved teasing you, making you squirm.

“Have you been a good girl while I was away?” Chan leaned down closer to your lips, you could feel his breath caress your face. All you could do was nod a yes. “Good girl.. have you missed me? Have you missed this?” Chan then kissed your lips after you whined a little frustrated, “yes.. please..”

That seemed to satisfy him enough. His grip tightened on your wrists as he slid slowly into you. Chris let out a groan feeling you tighten around him. “That’s my good girl..you fit me so well.” He nipped at your bottom lip as he began to pump slowly, bringing himself all the way out then sinking himself completely inside of you. Between soft moans against your lips Chan whispered, “fuck.. show me just how much you missed me, baby girl.”

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