chenchen

amarklust

the black hole : chen x mark

amarklust

Mark continued to study Chen, impatiently waiting for the dickhead to finally get back up on his feet. From the other’s scrawny built, the redhead had predicted a more fragile side when it came to strength, however, the excessive amount of coughing to the point of death was not in Mark’s expectations and if anything happened, this would surely be used as blackmail. Though, his attention shifted upon the other’s voice and as the only words that fell from Jongdae’s lips revolved around his precious cookie, the younger groaned. Yet, a response wasn’t followed once Chen reached over to snatch the water bottle and scoffing at the silent ‘thank you’, Mark crossed his arms and kept up his sturdy composure.

He balant out watched the other drain down the bottle and the resemble to a dehydrated baby bird almost made the redhead snicker.

Though, those humorous thoughts faded when Jongdae continued and holding back a snort at the accusation that he was a possible murder, Mark rolled his eyes childishly. “Look you piece of shit. If you had just done your project properly without plagiarizing —” He growled once his couldn’t find a proper conclusion to his sentence and keeping a steady gaze on the other, the male arched a brow in confusion as the eyes of his partner ran down his body. A faint shudder running up his back at the other’s comment. It was obvious and crystal-clear that Chen had something up his sleeves and knowing the other well enough to tell he wasn’t one to be on the losing side, Mark carefully observed his partner.

It was a definite shock when fingers latched to the front of his jeans and widening his eyes just slightly, the younger brushed his own hands against the older’s. “What the heck— what are you doing?” Though, it was a second later that his question was answered and yelping out another ‘what’, Mark, unprepared by the attack, tumbled back onto his butt. He flinched faintly at the light pain before he tried to regain his posture, hands once again pushing at Jongdae’s forehead. “Stop trying to get into my pants, you bastard.” He then called out but despite that the feeling of the other’s fingers brushing against his crotch did him no good and Mark groaned once more. Nothing ever seemed to go right with Chen in the picture.

#c:para #amarklust #p:the black hole #(should i apologize for chen and his molestation of mark?)

The fact that was Mark's irritation was blatantly written in his features and dripping from his voice, didn't bother Chen. So many people got annoyed with him, that he was almost sure that he surrounded himself with the most boring and tight-assed people of all time. Who cared about plagiarizing? Chen certainly didn't. Not to mention, they were in a school of lust. Who cared about grades? Everyone wanted sex. Chen wanted sex. Mark probably wanted sex. Change that rod that he'd rammed up there with something more pleasurable. Plus, something about the way Mark's clothes hung off his body made Chen believe there was something decent under there. Attractive. Mark had to have one decent quality. A sexy body was enough to make up for his attitude. He didn't think Mark would say yes, happily. But, Chen didn't expect that his fingers at the front of Mark's jeans would end up in the younger falling to the floor.

"I want to see you naked," Chen reaffirmed his wants as his gaze drifted up to Mark; a firm pressure on his forehead that Mark was pushing. It's not as if he was asking for sex. He just wanted a little peak at what Mark hard under that fabric. If they eventually had sex, well -- Chen was going to be happier. It wasn't his goal though. "I don't want in your pants, I want your pants off you," the flirt smartly quipped back, fingers still trying to work at Mark's jeans. A mischievious grin across his features when he managed to to get that bit closer to what he wanted; the button unlatched and the zip easily pulled apart. The sharp noise music to Chen's ear, but he was hardly going to stop there. "And stop calling me a bastard," Chen complained, his bottom lip stuck out in a childish pout. Mark kept calling his names, as much as he was used to it, didn't mean he liked it.

"I'm not asking for much," he continued as he began to palm the front of of Mark's crotch at the opening of his jeans. The twenty year-olds gaze drifted up the younger males body as he began to massage the bulge that was wrapped in the fabric of Mark's underwear. Amusement rocked in Chen's shoulders as he settled on his knees more comfortably and focused on the features of Mark's face. "Just let me see you naked, and then we can go back to working on the project," Chen bartered, although he had no intention on keeping his side of that deal. In fact, he was quite sure he could waste a couple hours distracting Mark with an act his body would thank him for later. His fingertips soon stroking the head of Mark's cock through the fabric. "Come on."

A Crash Meeting; Hyorin & Chen

She laughed, loving the reaction he had to her wink. She smiled sweetly at him, nodding slightly. “I’d love that, it’s always fun to know where a cute guy is at.” She bit her bottom lip, teasing him. She loved flirting, especially with younger guys. Hyorin was a big flirt; scratch that, a huge flirt. Flirting was one of her biggest tools, it normally got her what she wanted. She had played around with a couple guys before, flirting with them and then dropping them like flies. She knew she wouldn’t do that to Chen though, he was too adorable. “Oh yeah! Now that I think about it, what’s your name?” She tilted her head, a small pout on her lips.

She smirked, nodding at his slight reaction. She was tempted not to tell him, but she decided to just let him know her age. She loved when younger guys found out she was their Noona, most of the time they tried to get in her pants. Younger guys loved the thrill of getting in older women’s pants, knowing that they were one of the few that could do it. She glanced at him as he picked up her bags, a cute smirk on her lips. “Thank you, Saengie~”

“So, how far is it to my room from here? If we’ll be there soon.” She smiled as she looked around the hallways that they walked through. There were students all over the place, skipping classes or just studying. She wasn’t sure, since this school was taught about sex anyways. So she figured that the ones that were playing around were also studying. She puffed her cheeks out, laughing as she figured which ones were virgins and which ones weren’t . Hyo had a knack for pointing them out. She glanced back at Chen, not sure which he was. He played games, but also seemed quite manly. “Are you a virgin?” She asked bluntly, already assuming he wasn’t.

“Oh anything? Then, do you want to help me unpack?” She smirked, winking at him.

#c:para #p:a crash meeting #ahyorinlust

There was a confident smile upon his lips when she hinted that he was a cute guy; cute wasn't as high as sexy, but it was still cute. Not to mention she bit her bottom lip in an attractive manner. "And the sexy guys," he added with a low hum. His gaze darted around as attempted to figure out how to solidify that he was far more sexy than he was cute. Cute guys got friendzoned more, but Chen had used that cover before to get a girl to lower her guard. A laugh came from his lips when she asked his name, he wiggled loosely at the hips and soon a hand was patted to his chest. "Chen. Or Jongdae, but most people call me, Chen," he explained with a nod of his head. "What's your name? Something sexy?~" The twenty year old continued with his shameless flirting; he didn't need to be good at it. He just had to do it.

A grin crinkled his features as he glanced at her; her bags in his hands. "Anything for a sexy girl," he returned in a playful manner.

Her question made him nod his head towards the door that exited in front of them, and he smiled. "We go through there, its the building right across," he explained with a glance towards her. It was the truth. He could see her dorm building from where they were through the glass windows in the door. "I told you I can get you there. You can trust me," Chen added, hoping that this would stick more in her mind than anything. Trust him. Rely on him. Need him. Naked, preferably. It was her next query that made his brows perk. "No, I've had sex before. I've been here a couple years. I had sex before then. Why? Are you one?" He returned the question to her, curious as to why she was asking him such a question. Chen felt that he obviously exuded sexual experience.

Unpacking was never fun. Chen hated it. But damn, she was hot. He wanted her favour, so later he could get in her bed. He would have to suck it up. Plus, she winked at him. "Of course I'll help. Then I can show you around a little. They have these pretty cool rooms for sex. Very fun," Chen explained, as the came to the door, and he palmed things over until he could push the door open for her. There was a small courtyard, that crossed over to the dorm building where Hyorin's room was. A smile was on Chen's lips as he pointed towards it. "Right there is your building, come on."

bitterpan

Best of TLP -gifs- [2] © ©

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A Crash Meeting; Hyorin & Chen

She blushed when she heard him mention sexy girls. Was he referring to her? She wasn’t sexy though, at best she was average. She decided to go along with it though, and she winked at him, “Then you’ll have to show me where your dorm is later, so that I can know where the sexy guys are at.” She laughed, shaking her head.

Twenty? Wow, three years younger. This school was just stocked full of younger guys, not that she was complaining though. The younger ones always had more energy than the older, “Haha, twenty-one? No, I’m twenty-three.” She smiled sweetly at the boy, tilting her head. “We have a three year difference, so I’m your Noona.” She let him grab her bags, and she bowed slightly, thankful to him. Her arms were getting tired and she herself was exhausted. All she wanted to do was go to sleep.

She looked around, trying to figure out where they were at so that she could remember it. She didn’t really need to though; just one look and she’d have it in her head forever. That’s the perks of having a photographic memory. She already knew where they were at on the map, and she realized she didn’t need his help anymore, but she didn’t want him to leave. She liked his company, even though they were both rude at the beginning.

#c:para #P;a crash meeting #ahyorinlust

A chuckle rolled from Chen's lips as he nodded his head. Of course, if she wanted to know where his dorm was and if she wanted to call him a sexy guy--cause he was a sexy guy--then he would do anything she wanted. Especially if he got another wink from her. His lips curved in the ultimate playboy manner as he glanced at her. "'Course, I'll show you were my room is," Chen agreed with no second thoughts. Nothing anyone could say would make him think she was playing with him. The flirt was certain he was in, and by in, he hoped it was her pants. But being 'in' anything was good enough for now.

There was a raise of his brows, and his lips formed into a soft 'oh' when she corrected his guess of her age. Chen hadn't even truly tried to qork out her age, he only hoped and wnated her to be older than him. An attraction to noona's was neither new or unique, but Chen loved their experience and more than that, he felt his confidence raise. Noona's didn't let any younger guy have a go, and that made him happy. "Okay, Noona~" Chen happily agreed with her, his fingers curled on the grips of her bags as he easily took on the weight. Despite he's weak looking appearance, he could be manly -- sometimes.

Easily he led the way, believing he had her tricked well enough and trusting him enough. Once a woman would let you lead them, they would rely on him and want him close -- then closer. Chen was not someone who lived in his own reality, he was quite capable of forming multiple ones where he was getting laid no matter what he did. "We'll be there soon, trust me," he promised her, his hea dlightly lulled before he focused on where they were. All they had to do was leave this building, and cross the courtyard and they'd be at hers. From there, most of the doors were numbered and in order. Such a short time to win her over.

"If you ever need help, you can always come to me. I'll help you with anything," he explained as he glanced towards her. "Anything."

ky-ngsoo

#;cheap tracker #/working on them~~

posts

joon:— donghae ailee (queued) hongbin (queued) hyorin (queued) bambam

myungsoo:— sukyung donghae sehun (queued) jongsuk woohyun

chen:— hyorin (queued)

(on hold so suzy mun has time) /lazy chen:— suzy

plotting:— sungyeol, suzy/jr, jongin

Jongdae // coloring

(/the combination of sensations provided by his sudden touches were nearly enough to have her shamelessly asking for more, pleas that constantly came out sounding incoherent and quiet, accompanying a deep curvature of her spine. His hair felt extremely accommodating and silky, and so her fingers didn’t seem to be stopping dancing any soon between the smooth locks. The eager handling of his palms on her thighs sent ticklish shocks all through her body and she caught her lips escaping a breathy content sigh at the tortuous sight.)

(/confidence grew as he felt and heard every part of her reaction, the strain of his own need increasing as he was torn between going for what he wanted in haste or trying to prove himself to the woman as a lover. decisions made with his teeth lightly catching and biting onto her nipple as he pulled away from the flesh of her breasts. his hands found her pants as he began to work his fingers at undoing and tugging the fabric from the skin, allowing his lips and tongue to graze wet trails upon her lower abdomen and seeking further down. the attachment to the newly found skin broken when he leaned back, one arm sliding around her waist as his hand dipped into the back of her pants; fingers squeezing a grip onto her behind, lifting her up against him so his other hand could pull at the fabric. badly aimed kisses towards her lips and line of her jaw as he used more strength to rid away her clothing.)

#c:script #amiyounglust

digital age : chen + bambam

a-bambam-lust-blog

He had thought he won, — in reality he did, but with the after results, Bambam wasn’t so sure. Not when he was forced to witness Chen, sweaty and breathless, trying to regain his composure. Impressed but also helpless at the sight of the other. How his fingers curled around his own raging erection, how his chest rose and fell and how the sweat glistened over his exposed body temptingly. Bambam felt the harden of his length at Jongdae’s reaction, of how hot the other was and eventually dug his teeth harshly into his bottom lip. Though, once the male managed to respond back, a cheeky smile sketched on the assistant’s mouth. The whole shameless act bringing Bambam back to the current situation. Back to him being the winner of their dreadful but somehow addicting game.

"I win—" His words cut off when warmth reunited to his length and Bambam growled, not expecting soft lips to return to his twitching cock. Yet, he couldn’t complain. Not when the others tongue grazed across extremely sensitive skin. "F-fuck Chen. That’s cheating." The male eventually got out, those words, though, mixing with his moan as heavy eyelids drew half-closed. It was easy to compare Jongdae’s previous suck-off to his current one, the messiness and sloppiness was evident, yet possibly because Bambam was still hyped out from imaging Chen underneath him after witnessing him release, it had the same effect. The pool of pleasure in his stomach quickly returning.

Though, back to the insanity of wanting to release, Bambam jerked his hips forward. With the sheer motive of wanting to cum, the assistant groaned at the kisses that were left against his cock. “God… let me release in you.” The thought was sudden but the moment it left the younger’s mouth, Bambam knew it had to be done. He was the winner after all. He needed to claim his prize. “Turn around and let me fuck you, Chen” the words drew out with a low exhale as the feeling of the older’s lips still drove him off the roof and Bambam curled forward, returning to a messy sitting position before his eyes drew back to the other.