Giving: Tongue flat, deep licks, moans into you. He lives to please. Will spend 30 minutes between your legs with no complaints. Loves it sloppy. Holds your thighs open and says “come on, give it to me.” Doesn’t stop until you’re shaking. He’s a perfectionist and a giver. Tongue game strong, stamina unmatched, and he’s obsessed with reactions. He eats you out like he’s starving, fingers you at the same time, and keeps going after you cum, multiple times. Eye contact? Check. Praise? Constant. “How many times can you cum just from this?”
Receiving: Leans back, one hand on your head, other gripping the edge of the seat. Constant praise. “Just like that, baby,” and “You’re doing so well.” Loves watching you work for it. Moans low and steady, hips roll, not thrust. But if you look up at him with spit all over your mouth? He’s cumming in 10 seconds. Then tells you how proud he is.
Lee Know
Giving: He starts slow just to tease. Light licks, smirks, no pressure. But when he decides it’s time? He locks in, pins your hips, and makes a mess. Licks everywhere but where you need until you're begging. He gets off on making you desperate. Loves edging with his mouth, smirking when your hips twitch. Will pin you down just to make you take it. Clean, slow, devastatingly good. Smug and skilled. “You thought I was done?”
Receiving: Sits back with a smirk, spreads his legs, says “Go on then.” Will hold eye contact while you choke and not even blink. Into face fucking. Hands in your hair, hips moving, loves watching drool drip. Might say “Look at the mess you’re making” and make you keep going after he finishes.
Changbin
Giving: Loud, sloppy, loves hearing how wrecked he makes you. He’ll eat like a man starved, gripping your thighs, moaning into it. Goes in like it’s a workout. Big hands spreading you wide, face buried like he belongs there. You cum once? He says “again.” You cum twice? “Keep going.” Lives to make you cum. Obsessed with taste, obsessed with reactions. Uses tongue and fingers together like a pro, doesn’t stop till your legs close around his head.
Receiving: Can’t stay still. Grips your shoulders, moans openly, hips jerk forward. Gives you constant encouragement, begs a little “F-fuck, don’t stop,” while twitching in your mouth. Comes hard, probably with a deep groan and a broken whimper at the end.
Hyunjin
Giving: It’s not just oral, it’s performance. Eye contact, slow licks, long teasing, whispering praise. He’ll take his time, build you up, drag it out. Will absolutely finish you with just his tongue if he feels like it. Looks up at you with those big eyes, licks like he’s tasting wine. Loves sucking on your clit slowly, playing with his fingers inside. Might be a little too focused on the build up, but when you snap? Heaven. “Shhh... I’m not done with you yet.”
Receiving: Tries to stay composed, head tilted back, breathing heavy until you go deep. Then it’s over. Runs fingers through your hair gently... until he grabs a fistful. Moans high, face flushed, thighs trembling. Might whisper “fuck, you’re too good at this” in that breathy voice.
Han
Giving: Messy, sloppy, noisy. Tongue everywhere, spit everywhere. Gives head like he needs it. Moans loud, slurps loud, doesn’t care if it’s pretty. Face dripping, tongue deep, will fuck you with it until your legs cramp. Then keep going for the aftershocks. He’s nasty with it. Loves spitting, tongue fucking, sucking your clit until you scream. Gets off on making you lose control. Probably jerks off while eating you out. Smiles when you beg him to stop then goes harder. “Cum on my tongue. Now.”
Receiving: Whining, bucking into your mouth, saying your name over and over. Tugs your hair, talks nonstop “Shit, yes, fuck yes, keep going,” moaning like a pornstar. Definitely cums hard and messy, maybe even holds your head down at the end by accident.
Felix
Giving: Sweet tone, nasty mind. Starts soft, builds heat, and then completely surprises you. Deep licks, breathy moans, tongue flat and slow. Loves making you feel safe then breaking you open with intensity you didn’t see coming. Tongue is silky, kisses like a lover, and eats you out like you’re sacred. Loves making eye contact, holding your thighs gently. Will ask, “Do you like this?” then hum against your clit. Killer bass moans = free vibrations. “Can I keep going? You’re shaking so much…”
Receiving: Blushes while asking for it, but once your mouth is on him? Instant switch. Hand over his mouth, eyes wide, breath hitching. Groans deep in his chest, thighs clench, begs for more. Finishes with a whimper and then hugs you like you just saved his life.
Seungmin
Giving: Acts composed, but eats with intent. Only gives when he wants to but when he does, you’re crying. Uses his tongue just right, fingers perfectly synced, and edge control so good it’s frustrating. Smirks at your begging. Controlled, precise, and fucking ruthless. Quietly obsessed with reactions. Watches you squirm and targets what works. Once he locks in? You’re done. Might hold you still and say “Don’t run” while tonguing you through the edge. “Is that all it takes to ruin you?”
Receiving: Sits back, watches you like prey, barely reacts... at first. “Deeper.” That’s all he says. Forces your head down slowly. Smirks when you gag. Might finish on your tongue and tell you to swallow without blinking. Zero praise. Just dominance.
I.N
Giving: Curious and committed. Might start unsure but once he learns what makes you scream, he’s addicted. Uses everything. Fingers, tongue, lips, even teeth lightly. Gets turned on by how much you fall apart under him. Tongue everywhere, fingers deep, and desperate to hear you scream. Might get sloppy but means every second of it. Might overstimulate you on accident but loves watching you fall apart because of him. “Tell me what you like… so I can do it better.”
Receiving: Face red, hand over his mouth, thighs twitching. Tries to be quiet. Fails. Gasps, whimpers, probably covers his face while moaning. You go deeper, he cries out. Might cum fast and apologize, but secretly wants you to keep going.
pairing: bangchan x f!reader genre: smut, drabble (minors dni) word count: 648 warnings: determined bangchan, bangchan talks you through it if you look closely while walking a mile in louboutins, first time squirting, mating press, creampie (please. do. not. do. it. PLEASE), dom!bangchan in a way, breath play in a way as well????, bangchan burying his face in your tits, lmk if i missed any hehe author’s note: ifinallywrotesomethingpleasedon’tcomeformeifitskindatrash inspired by: often - the weeknd
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chan had you laying down, legs pressed down on either side of your head, and a pillow strategically placed under your lower back. whimpers and whines falling from your saliva slicked lips right onto his, sharing the same oxygen as if you both needed it to survive. he is not too far behind you though, letting out soft groans and low moans. you two have been going at it for a good hour, however, that was all his plan and not yours.
your sweet boyfriend had learned that you have never squirted before. your past partners couldn’t get the job done and quite frankly you couldn’t either. you have tried before but grew frustrated at the anticlimactic outcome, quite literally. you had decided that you just were one of the few people who weren’t able to do it. chan on the other hand, knew you could and was determined to get you to that point.
your legs trembled beneath his rough grip, overstimulation making its presence known with every orgasm chan provides you. “c-chan… i can’t- fuck! i can’t t-take anymore” you managed to say. “yes you can, baby. need to get you all nice and overstimulated so you can squirt” chan replies, his voice dripping with desire and excitement as he proceeds to plow into your divine cunt. you’ve been down this road many times before and you already know the outcome, you shake your head at his words, “i c-can’t, chan” you respond in a defeated tone. “yes. you. can.” chan replies rather roughly, changing the angle of thrust slightly and continuing his punishing pace.
a gasp was ripped out from your throat as the mushroom tip of his cock rams your sweet spot repeatedly. your whimpers start to get louder and higher in pitch as you feel another orgasm approaching rapidly. “there it is, baby. that’s the spot i was looking for” he spoke softly, biting your bottom lip gently afterwards. as your orgasm nears, you notice the sudden feeling of needing to pee. panic settles in and you try pushing your boyfriend away from you. “c-chan, please stop. i f-feel like i’m g-gonna pee” your voice laced with embarrassment as you try to get him off of you. chan’s eyes light up at your sudden announcement, “that’s it, baby. that’s the sign you’re almost there. you’re gonna squirt. start pushing, push for me” he encourages while placing his hand on your lower abdomen and starts pushing down slightly. he makes sure to keep the same pace and intensity, not wanting to ruin this amazing experience for you.
after a few more thrust, a gush of liquid came out of you. drenching chan’s abdomen and the sheets below you. you let out a pained moan as you squirted, the sensation being too good for your own sake. “fuck, yeah. just like that, keep it coming. i know you got some more in you. fuck… such a sight to see” chan rambles on as you finish squirting, unable to peel his eyes away fromyour sopping pussy. he then came unexpectedly, too lost on the beautiful view in front of him to notice he was close. he growled as he emptied himself inside your warm cunt, burying his face between your gorgeous tits. “i love you so much, my pretty girl. i knew you could do it” he whispers, panting against your skin. you giggle at his words, panting along with him as well. “i love you too, channie. thank you for proving me wrong” you whisper back. your hands soon find their way to his hair, raking your fingers through his locks, trying your best to help calm him down. his hands find your waist, fingers caressing the soft skin, imitating your actions, trying to call you down as well. “let’s do that again, yeah?” he suggests, still out of breath making you laugh at his eagerness.
( 방찬 ) ⓘ 𝑺𝑴𝑼𝑻! ⋆ age gap ⋆ manipulation ⋆ fingering ⋆ unprotected sex ⋆ dirty talk ⋆ pet names ⋆ creampie : 3 758
──── a nervous first-date prep goes left when your best friend chan catches you. what should’ve been embarrassing turns into charged eye contact, crossed lines, and one moment that makes the whole “best friends” thing feel very temporary. : 3 758
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it was just another friday night, the kind where you were waiting for chan to come over so you could put on a movie like you always did.
you were sprawled across your bed, facing the headboard, chin resting in your hands as you nervously bit your lower lip.
7:49 glowed in the corner of your computer screen.
chan was late. like always.
maybe now would be a good time.
he wouldn’t be here for at least another thirty minutes, so you had time, right?
a pornhub tab sat open among your other Google tabs.
what's the point behind all of this? you might be wondering. well, let me answer you real quick. turns out, this handsome, muscled college guy has invited you on a date. problem is, you have never been on a date. you haven't even hold hands with a guy romantically before, much less kissed or fucked one. you simply refuse to come off as a prude, which honestly you are, but that dream of a man doesn't need to know that.
so, somehow, you had convinced yourself that watching porn for the first time was a good idea.
now that you thought about it, it sounded much better in your head. anyways....
somehow, you feel like you are doing something wrong, and you can't seem to shake the guilt away. still, you didn’t back out. you hit enter, and within seconds, countless search results appeared. not knowing where to start, you clicked the first link, which led you to a site called pornhub.
the homepage was flooded with videos, each with a bold, eye-catching thumbnail. your cheeks burned as you skimmed through the titles, noticing the same words popping up again and again, making you wonder if that was all the site had to offer.
you scrolled through different categories, feeling overwhelmed.
how were you even supposed to choose?
so focused on your “research,” headphones on and volume up, you failed to hear the front door open. you didn’t notice chan walking up the stairs, and you definitely didn’t realize he was standing right behind you until he spoke.
and by then, it was too late.
“the fuck are you doing, sweetheart?” he blurted out, staring at the screen in pure shock at the sight of his supposedly innocent best friend scrolling through pornhub.
well shit, maybe you aren't as innocent as he thought you were.
you jolt instantly, jumping out of your seat on your bed as you feel all the colour draining from your cheeks. no way chan just caught you in the act. this can't be real. despite how bad you want to run away, you are left with no other choice but to turn around and face him, wishing the earth would swallow you up.
"i– this is not what it looks like, i swear i can explain," you stutter nervously, taking of the airpods with trembling hands. from here on, the anxious rambling begins, "i wasn't doing anything... this guy– well, i... i uhm– i got a date, 'kay? with this guy from class and– listen, i know this is silly, but..."
"jesus christ, baby, slow down, okay?" he stops you, his heart nearly melting from how cute you look, so shy and flustered. he almost feels bad for interrupting whatever the hell you were doing here.
the colour has returned to your cheeks, and you are all flushed now, from head to toe. your face feels like it's on fire- you have never been this embarrassed before.
"could you please start over?" he asks, hoping to hear a coherent explanation to why on earth would you spend your time waiting for him to watching porn on his laptop.
you take a deep breath, fidgeting with the hem of your top. you are so deeply ashamed that you somehow even forgot that he was coming over, you don't seem to remember that you are wearing nothing but a flimsy white singlet and a tiny pair of matching panties. chan’s very aware of that fact, though, hungry eyes trailing all over your beautiful body.
"i've got a date with a guy from class," you start explaining, white teeth nibling occasionally on your plump bottom lip, "but i've never dated anyone, ya' know? i've no experience, and i don't want him to think i'm pathetic if we..."
"fuck?" he finishes your sentence, a roguish grin spreading across his handsome face.
if possible, your blush deepens even more at the vulgarity while you mutter a quiet 'yeah' in response.
honestly, he is a bit jealous of that guy. not only you are willing to let him fuck you, but you are also trying to learn how to do it properly so he has a good time doing it.
god, what a shame for him he is going to kill him as soon as he finds out who he is- there's no chance chan’s letting you near any other man but him.
"i thought, uhm, maybe watching that would help..." you add coyly, his silence making you more nervous.
it is cute how you try to avoid saying words like 'fuck' or 'porn', like it is a crime to pronounce them or something.
"you know what? let's watch it together," he proposes.
there's a mischievous glint in his eyes that doesn't go unnoticed. you swear your cheeks might just explode at any second, and you can't help the pathetic stutter that comes out when you talk. "uhm, i don't think that'd be appropriate," you refuse, shaking your head.
"why not? you want help, and i can help you here, sweetheart," he answers, his voice surprisingly soft and gentle —unlike chan, "that's what best friends are for, aren't they?"
he takes a few steps in his direction until he is standing right beside you.
then, he grabs the laptop in his large hands as he flashes you a wicked smirk, his curtain bangs falling messily on his forehead. you gulp, having him so close makes you feel a certain way- you cannot deny that.
"you, uhm, being my bestfriend is exactly why not," you stammer as you tilt your head back to look at him, his height towering over you.
"bullshit," he retorts, huffing. "you trust me?"
your first mistake is, probably, trusting bang chan. "yeah, i do, but..."
"that's why im perfect for the job, baby," he interrupts you. his words are clearly intended to manipulate you, but you are way too innocent to notice it, "i'm probably the guy you feel most comfortable with, aren't i? i can give you all the advice you need."
to be fair, he isn't wrong about that. and you are honestly too embarrassed to ask your girlfriends for help on this department, not wanting them to think less of you. plus, chan is a guy- he knows better what guys like, right?
"wouldn't it be kinda... weird ?" you ask, clearly hesistant.
"weird?" he repeats. "no, 'course not."
only a few more sweet, reassuring words is all it takes for him to gently coax you into watching his favourite pornos with him. his cock starts to harden in his pants just at the thought of having you like that. when you finally accept, he swears he's on cloud nine.
god, he's been wanting you for months now- he can't believe this is happening.
"c'mere, baby," he eagerly instructs you, getting on your bed.
he sits with his back resting on the headboard and pats the spot between his legs to invite you to sit there. he places the laptop next to him, the pornhub website still open on it. you move slowly towards him, cheeks slightly flushed from the embarrassment as you settle on the mattress in between his parted thighs, your back pressed to his hard chest.
he wraps one strong arm securely around your waist, his hand coming to rest gently on your tummy. with his other hand, he reaches for the laptop sitting beside him, carefully bringing it closer so the two of you can see the screen properly.
your heart is beating so fast in your chest that he can probably hear it, too. the way he is touching you is not making it easier for you to stay calm, either, his fingers tenderly tracing patterns on your belly over the thin fabric of your shirt while he scrolls through the page.
he seems to sense your discomfort and chuckles low in his throat, his warm breath tickling your ear. "relax, baby”, he whispers teasingly, his voice laced with amusement. "i'm not gonna make you watch anything that'll traumatize you."
"it's just– this is a bad idea," you babble, fidgeting nervously when he finally clicks on a video and a pretty young woman appears on screen.
the actress is beautiful- she has a gorgeous body and face. her lips are full and pink, and she has these big, expressive eyes that appear to gleam. and you don't realize it, but she looks exactly like you.
the scene starts playing; in it, the girl is watching some movie with a guy that, apparently, is her roommate —at least that's what the title says.
"shhh..." he hushes you softly, his voice barely audible over the sounds emanating from his laptop's speakers. "just watch. don't overthink it."
"okay," you answer between gritted teeth.
your pretty eyes are fixed on the laptop while you try not to cringe at how bad the script and acting are, which is nearly impossible, to be honest. despite that, you keep watching in silence as the video plays, growing more flustered as the clock ticks.
you didn't know mouths could be used for that... interesting.
as opposed to you, chan’s pretty chill behind you, like he's unbothered by this whole situation —he's actually hard as fuck inside his pants, the thing is you haven't noticed. you wonder how he can act so unfazed, since you keep pushing your thighs together to try and soothe the throbbing sensation building in between them while you take in the lewd actions occurring on screen.
you weren't expecting your body to have this reaction, and now you don't know what to do to make it stop.
chan soon becomes aware of the way you keep letting out soft sighs and squirming in his arms, plush ass rubbing against his cock every time you do it. it's a miracle he is still holding back, though he doesn't know how much time he will be able to.
he's not even paying attention to the video anymore, his entire focus put on you. he finally ventures to lean in, his hot breath grazing the shell of your ear as he whispers, "you know, i could do that to you..." his hand slowly slides to your plush thigh and he gives it a gentle squeeze.
his movements are measured and controlled not to scare you, but your breath hitches in your chest at his actions either way, body tensing up in his grasp. your brain is telling you to push him away, but the insistent throb in your sex doesn't like that idea, not one bit.
"you– you could?" you utter quietly, not taking your eyes away from the laptop.
chan notices the uncertainty in your voice, but the way you haven't pushed him away yet emboldens him to continue, his large hand gradually sliding north.
"yeah, baby," he murmurs huskily against your ear, fingertips brushing along your inner thigh. "i could put my fingers inside you, just like he's doing to her..."
his words make you blush heavily as a little gasp is released from your pouty lips. "would it feel good?" you ask naively.
your eyes are transfixed in the sight of the guy on the screen pushing his fingers inside the girl's pussy. god, she seems like she's enjoying it so much... and you desperately want to feel like that too. you can't even bring yourself to care that it's your bestfriend offering to show you.
chan’s fingers creep higher and higher until they're barely brushing against your cotton panties. "yeah," he growls huskily against your ear, "it'd feel real good, sweetheart. i promise..."
you shudder, a sweet little mewl escaping your throat involuntarily. you can't help but blush at your own reaction, slightly embarrassed by it. you tear your eyes away from the screen, head falling back against his chest as you look up at him.
"it's throbbing, chan…” you whine, self-control slipping from your hands. "can you make it better?"
chan’s fingers finally make contact with your wet underwear, pressing against your clit through the fabric. he rubs gentle circles around your sensitive nub, his other hand curling around your supple thigh to spread your legs wider.
"oh, baby, you're soaked through your panties..." he pants out.
your body literally melts into his touch like butter, perfectly shaped brows knitting together in a frown of pleasure. the girl in the video moans, and you do too, both sounds echoing in the silence of his room.
taking your moan as an invitation, chan carefully hooks his fingers in the gusset of your panties to push them aside, exposing your sopping cunt to the cool air of his bedroom. then, he traces your wet slit slowly, leisurely, as if savoring the velvety feel of your skin.
"such a pretty little pussy..." he praises, eyes hungrily taking in the pink expanse of flesh.
you squirm and let out a soft whimper, biting your lip right after to avoid keep making noises; the last thing you want is to wake up your neighbours. chan notices your struggle and swiftly reaches up to cover your mouth with his free hand, muffling your sweet moans.
he gathers some of the wetness dripping out of your cunt before trailing his fingers all the way up to your clit, rubbing it gently. your eyes roll back, hips bucking up against his hand instinctively. the way your swollen bud throbs beneath his fingertips is going to make you mad. he begins to touch your clit in fast, tight circles, his other hand still holding your mouth shut to keep you quiet.
he leans in to whisper against your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine, "if you make a sound, i'll stop, got it?"
“can’t let everyone know that you’re a slut, hm?” you nod obediently in response, making your best effort to comply- you don't want him to stop doing this, never. as a reward, chan slides a thick finger down your slit and presses it against your clenched entry, steadily applying pressure until your tight muscles finally give in and allow his digit ingress.
"so fucking tight," he groans under his breath at the feeling of your narrow pussy engulfing his finger.
withdrawing his finger almost all the way out, he teases your entrance with the tip, making you tremble with anticipation before pushing it back in to the knuckle, his palm cupping your mound as he starts to thrust in a smooth, lazy rhythm. you swallow a whiny cry while your eyelids flutter shut, pretty face scrunched in a blissful expression.
chan works his finger in and out of your slick pussy slowly, marveling at how your velvety walls flutter around the digit. he curls it inward, searching for that special spot that's guaranteed to drive you wild.
after a few experimental pokes, chan’s fingertip finally brushes over your g-spot, eliciting a muffled moan from under his palm. he smiles wickedly against your skin, and you shudder in his grasp, pleasure waves running through your body.
"that's it, sweetheart... feel good?" he croons softly, fingering you nice and deep.
you can't bring yourself to reply, the sensation of his large digit fucking your pussy, added to the constant rubbing of his palm against your puffy clit has your mind feeling all fuzzy. your body language is the only answer he needs, though.
chan leans in to tenderly nip at your neck, his hot mouth latching onto your slender throat as he keeps pumping his finger steadily in and out of your dripping cunt. he knows you're close when he feels your inner muscles starting to clench erratically around his digit.
“chan,” you moan onto his palm as you feel this new, strange sensation building in your tummy, pussy tingling so nicely.
heaven help him. hearing you, his bestfriend, moan his name like that makes chan’s hard dick throb almost painfully against his zipper.
and then it happens. the coil in your belly suddenly snaps and you have to bite onto your lip harshly to keep yourself from screaming as you cum for the very first time, on your bestfriend's hand. chan continues to pump his finger in and out of your spasming cunt as you ride out your climax, wanting to prolong your pleasure.
when you finally come down from your high, you're all shaky and flustered in his arms, panting heavily to try and catch your breath. he has a satisfied smirk on his lips while he slowly withdraws his slick digit from your quivering hole to bring it up to his mouth and lick it clean, savoring your taste.
"did so well for me, baby," he coos as he uncovers your mouth, gently turning your head to the side to press a kiss to your swollen, red lips.
you return it sloppily, eyes fluttering shut in the process, and you sigh contently against his mouth. he can't help but rock his hips against your ass, rubbing his hard on against you.
"did i make you feel good?" he asks between little kisses, his breathing growing uneven. you nod in response. "yeah? then it's just fair you make me feel good too, sweetheart... wanna do that f'me?"
"yes," you whisper against his lips without even thinking, feeling him smirk into the kiss.
"such a good girl," he praises.
at some point, the porn video playing on his laptop ended, so he simply closes it up and tosses it away, the device landing somewhere on his king size bed. then, he turns you both around, until you are laying on the mattress and he is on top of you.
he is quick to undo his pants and yank them down, just enough to free his raging hard on, which bounces against his abs. let me tell you this, he's big, the tip pink and fat, already leaking precum.
suddenly, realization hits you. this is your childhood bestfriend for god's sake, are you really gonna let him fuck you?
is it really worth it to ruin a friendship like this?
he notices how your body tenses up, one hand reaching to stroke your plush thigh reassuringly while the other wraps around his shaft, giving it a slow pump.
"hey, baby, relax..." he whispers gently, "i'll put just the tip in, yeah? there's nothing wrong with that."
you hesitate. his strong arms slide beneath your legs to tug you closer. then his cock brushes your pussy and you whimper. how are you supposed to say 'no' ?
it's just the tip.
"mhmm, 'kay" you end up agreeing with a little nod.
chan flashes you a lopsided smirk, his hand gripping his cock again while the free one yanks your panties aside once more. keeping eye contact, he slowly glides the fat head of his dick up and down your drenched slit, coating it thoroughly in your arousal. you shudder as his tip eventually meets your puffy clit, the gentle rubbing sending shivers down your spine.
“chan,” you whimper.
chan’s eyelids droop, a low hum of pleasure escaping his throat as he continues to slowly drag the reddened head up and down your chubby pussy lips with squelching sounds. his breathing grows heavier the longer he teasingly rolls it against your slick folds, reveling in your breathy whimpers. he feels like he's about to burst already, pre-cum steadily leaking from the tip and onto your flesh.
he can't fucking take this anymore.
with a slow, gentle thrust, he sinks his cock into your warm, slippery pussy, just the head breaching your entrance before he pauses, savoring the initial penetration. his eyes lock onto yours, his pupils blown wide with lust.
"jesus, fuck." he grunts.
your cunt starts fluttering around him. he has barely slid the first two inches in, as he promised, but he's so thick that even that feels like a tight fit. you let out a moan, which mingles with a strained groan from chan as your velvety walls clench tightly around his swollen cockhead.
"gonna– might just nut already, shit" chan mutters through gritted teeth, fighting the urge to just drive forward and hilt himself deep. "so goddamn tight."
your hips buck unconsciously against his, making him slip in just a tad further —which nearly makes him lose all his self-control. somehow, he manages to keep his shit together, hips rocking slowly to thrust in and out of you while his veiny hand strokes the rest of his shaft.
you're totally enthralled by the sight, liquid heat pooling in your belly while you watch him use your body for his pleasure. he looks so good, you can't believe he's real. your chest fills with pride at the knowledge that you're making this greek god feel good.
this is the fastest chan has ever cum, the movement of his hips becoming jerky and sloppy after a few minutes as he spills his sperm inside you. he's panting heavily, sweat beading on his brow while his fist squeezes the base of his cock tightly.
you're left wanting more when he slowly pulls out, pussy stretched out and leaking white spurts of cum. he gazes down at you with a smirk, lightly tapping the head of his dick against your swollen clit, which has you writhing beneath him.
"so fucking gorgeous stuffed full of my cum," he whispers, his cock smearing the sticky substance all over your slit. you mewl in response.
"hmm, 'm sorry for making such a mess on your pretty pussy, sweetheart, lemme clean it up, yeah?"
you blush in response when he leans forward, throwing your creamy thighs over his broad shoulders, to put his mouth onto your sex. you almost cry at the heavenly feeling, his playful tongue delving between your folds to lap up his own release. he cleans you up thoroughly, only to mess you up again right after, his spit soaking your cunt as he makes you cum again.
after tonight, you are cancelling that date, that's for sure.
the dim light of the room cast a warm glow, the silhouettes of scattered clothes and the faint outline of bang chan leaning heavily against the wall, watching y/n with an intensity that made her heart race. she felt the heat rise within her, nerves and excitement intertwining.
“y/n,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing. “come here.”
she approached him, every step deliberate, her pulse quickening with anticipation. he grabbed her wrist gently but firmly, pulling her close. the warmth radiating from him enveloped her, and her breath hitched.
he stepped a little closer, eyes locked on hers, something unreadable flickering there.
“you’ve been acting bold today,” he said quietly, almost like he was testing the words.
y/n raised a brow, not backing away. “maybe i have.”
a faint smile tugged at his lips as he leaned in just enough for his voice to drop. “then let’s see how long that lasts.” he says, his nose barely grazing hers.
with that, he spun her around, pressing her against the wall. his hand landed on her ass with a sharp slap that sent a thrill down her spine.
“ah!” she gasped, the mix of pain and pleasure stirring something deep inside her.
“good girl,” he said, his voice softer now. his fingers traced along her curves, each touch leaving heat in its wake.
bang chan’s fingers slid lower, teasing, finding her soaked heat. he slid a finger inside her, and a soft moan falling from her lips, echoing faintly in the room. “you feel so good,” he murmured, adding another finger, stretching her, making her feel full.
“fuck baby, you’re so tight,” he whispered against her neck, “suck on my fingers.”
without hesitation, she did, taking his fingers into her mouth, the taste mixed with her own warmth making his gaze darken. “that’s a good girl. just like that,” he said quietly, watching her, growing hard at the sight of her sucking his long fingers.
he pulled his fingers away and kissed her, deep and slow at first, then more desperate, their lips moving together as his hands wandered, gripping her thighs.
“show me how good you’ve been,” he said, lifting her easily and guiding her onto the bed. the sheets were cool against her skin as he leaned over her, his eyes locked on hers.
“are you ready for me?” he groans, his voice low and husky as he presses soft kisses along her neck and collarbone.
“please,” she breathed, wanting him more than anything.
with a small grin, he positioned himself, pushing inside her slowly, filling her completely.
the feeling made her arch into him, soft sounds leaving her lips. “atta girl,” he muttered, setting a steady rhythm.
he moved faster, each thrust drawing more from her, his voice low as he spoke, “you’re doing so well for me, y/n.”
her body responded without thinking, tightening around him as she got closer. “i’m—”
“i know, just let go.” he said, his hand coming up to her throat, not tight, just enough to ground her. “come on baby, cum for me, cum-“ a low guttural moan escapes his lips.
a few more movements and she broke, her body shaking as the feeling washed over her, her vision completely blurring in pure bliss.
“good girl,” he whispered as he followed, holding her close as they both came down from the high, breathless and tangled together. spent, as bang chan pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
