#giddy chan doing a risky little thing and feeling all naughty and stuff :)

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do u think chan likes to record his moans when he's jerking off and it sounds just like the bble audio?

chan loves pretending to be risky. he doesn't like partaking in actual risky behavior - he would never send a naughty audio on bubble, or let you blow him in a cinema, or anything of the sort, but his head spins, so dizzy with need whenever he gets to have you in his studio late at night at the company; barely anyone is present then, but just the slim, very slim chance of getting caught shoots straight to his core, abs clenching and thighs quivering as he tries to stave off his release.

naturally, he's also obsessed with sending little audio messages that do not incriminate him in any way. but he knows. he knows what he's doing with all the shuffling, his far-too-loud whimpers slipping past his lips right before his voice hits the mic. he's almost trembling with excitement as the audio loads, hundreds of messages following, and he doesn't even read them, simply letting his phone fall into the sheets as he watches them pop onto his screen too fast to even be comprehensive. and then chan bites his lip, giddy smile pulling at his mouth as his hand travels south, down, under the blanket and over his underwear, his length already twitching against the confines.

well, he wouldn't randomly record his beautiful moans as he builds up towards his release - that is too much (for now). he will, however, send you fairly similar messages whenever he's feeling particularly playful. that's when he exits the bubble app, shaky fingers barely managing to find your name in his contacts before he records a breathless "hey, babe, you up?" and sends it without a second thought.

at this point, chan is rock hard, pretty tip peaking past the waistband of his underwear, and he awaits your response, gaze fixed to his screen as his hand begins to pull the elastic down, fingers ghosting over the underside of his cock.

chan lets out a silly giggle when he sees you've read and listened to his message, his toes going numb as they curl in anticipation, his hand finally, finally wrapping around his length as you type in a short response.

"yeah, what's up?"

oh, if only you knew what's up.

chan lets you wait a minute or two, too focused on how good it feels to finally get some relief, his fingers tightly gripping his shaft, thumb flying over the glistening head every once in a while, making his breath hitch. his entire body is already tensing up, muscular thighs almost lifting off the bed as he throws his head back, pants and moans escaping his throat unrestricted. the wet smack of his hand is downright filthy in the silence of the room, and chan has half a mind to grab the phone with his free hand, his jerking coming to a halt right as he presses the 'record' button.

"nothing much," his breathy voice hits your ears and catches you off guard, and you hear him shuffle on his bed. you manage to catch how he wets his lips before he breathes in and continues talking. "just thinking about you."

the message goes on for four more seconds, three of which are complete silence, before the fourth one seals the thought that's plaguing your mind.

the wet glide of his hand over his cock is unmistakable, even if for just a moment, and the sharp intake of breath is impossible to miss, cut off by the recording ending. you laugh incredulously before you respond, though chan is already gone, phone tossed somewhere in his mess of a blanket, bashful grin atop his plush, bitten lips.

he doesn't even wait to see how you react, too embarrassed at this point, a deep pink dusting his cheeks and chest as he plants his feet on the mattress, knees bent and hand fisting furiously at his length. his hips twitch incessantly, following the intoxicating friction, and although he burns with shame, chan's not shy when he pants out loud, eyes closed and mouth ajar. beads of sweat slide down his forehead as his eyebrows furrow, and he reaches out blindly for his phone, unlocking it sloppily after a few missed tries, and he doesn't even read your response to his little audio message before he records another.

his strangled moans make a perfect harmony with the constant tossing and turning atop his sheets, wet smacks accompanying it, and then he speaks in broken whimpers and whines, desperately pleading into the phone. "ah, ah, fuck, i'm gonna cum-- i'm gonna cum, ah-"

the message ends when his muscles contract, his phone slipping out of his grip as his cum spurts all over his clenching abs, fingers not ceasing their thrusting until he's completely spent, jaw slack and limbs numb, a soft buzz dancing under his skin.

yeah, chan definitely gets off on sending silly little risque audio messages.

- lunar

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