Welcome Home - M
“That had to be the longest day of work in my life.”
Toeing off you shoes, you let out a sigh, rolling your shoulders trying to get rid of any tension. Noises floated down the little hallway between the main room and the front door that piqued your interest. Checking the watch on your wrist, your brows knitted in confusion. Slipping the straps of your backpack off your arms and onto the bench that kept your shoes and bags. Rubbing your neck, you made your way down the hall and towards the noise.
His back was towards you, hips shaking as he stirred something on the stove. Music was playing in the background, something rough and most likely unfinished. Chan was singing a string of lyrics, changing words here and there to fit the beat. Chan was clearly engrossed in what he was doing, as he usually got when it came to music, to notice your presence. Silently, you walked towards him and moved him, wrapping your arms his waist.
“Oh my god.” Chan jumped, spatula clattering against the stove when he dropped him in surprise. “Babe, you scared the shit out of me.”
You laughed as you squeezed him harder, pressing your forehead against his broad back. “I didn’t mean to! It’s not my fault you have a one track mind when it comes to music.”
You pressed a kiss onto his back before releasing him from your embrace. Chan picked up the spatula and stirred the pot one more time before turning off the burner. Chan turned around to face you with a broad smile. He reached forward to grab your hand and pull you against him. He pulled you chest to chest, wrapping one arm around you as he leaned forward to kiss you. He smiled and hummed into the kiss and you felt the stress of your day melt off you.
Chan pulled back a little, “I made dinner.”
“And making music at the same time. What a show off.” You laughed as you pecked him one more time before pulling out of his space and moving to grab a cup from the cabinet and juice from the fridge. “Productive day?”
“Yeah,” Chan start to pour some soup into bowls before scooping rice into small bowls. “Jisung and Changbin came over to finish some lyrics and final touches before the boys start recording in a couple of days.”
You shook your head as you helped Chan set the small table you bought when you first moved in with each other. “Don’t you think it’s wild?”
He was pulling out his chair when he gave you a puzzled look. “What’s ‘wild.’”
You sat down as well, taking a sip of soup before responding. “You’re an idol. I’m dating an idol.”
“Everything okay, Babe?” He glanced between you and his meal in front of him, waiting for you to respond.
You rubbed your neck again, still feeling the day’a tension. “You sing on TV and go on tours and literally have thousands of people who know your name and sing your lyrics. And there’s me, with a super mundane job.”
“Hey,” he scolded. “Running a day care is not a mundane job.”
You rolled your eyes and continued your meal in silence. You never resented Chan as an idol. You met him a little after he debuted, keeping your friendship a secret while you finished schooling and they gained reputation as a group. You two officially came out as dating when his dating ban was over. Chan has never made you feel any different because you weren’t an idol and really loved the normalcy of your relationship. But days like today where rallying a bunch of kids made you wish that you maybe had chosen a different career path.
The two of you finished your meal with little conversation, a comfortable silence between you. You opened up to him about the hectic meetings you ran with the teachers and the aids, and how some of the kids were just a little to rambunctious for you today. You let out a sigh and leaned back against the dining room chair, closing your eyes and rubbing your neck again as Chan cleared the table. When Chan made his way back to you, he pulled his seat away from the dining table, legs spread with a dark look in his eyes.
“I think I know what you need.” Chan’s voice was deep and rough.
You opened your eyes and looked at him, your cheeks instantly warming at the tone of his voice. “Hmm?”
Chan stared at you and patted his lap. “I think you need someone to show you that your not always in charge. Take away some control from you.”
You stood when Chan patted his thigh again. You made your way over to him, legs a little shaky with anticipation. Chan reached out for you hand and guiding you to straddle his thigh. You let out a soft whimper of the feeling of his strong leg between you. Other than wrapped your arms around his neck, you didn’t move, waiting for his next command.
“You know what I want you to do?” His voice was soft, a hand cupping your neck, his thumb rubbing your cheek. Chan lifted the hem of your dress to drape around his legs, pressing your clothes core harder against him. “I want you to ride me until your teetering on the edge of your orgasm.” You released a shaking breath and nodded. Hips moved on their own as you rocked back and forth. The friction of your panties creating a delicious feeling against you. His hands held your hips loosely, guiding you very little in your movements. You threw your head back as you pressed harder against him, chasing the slow build up of your orgasm. It was taking a while to reach your release, the clothing between you dulling the sensations. Without warning, he gripped your hips hard and ground you against him.
“Didn’t I want I say I wanted you teetering on your orgasm?” His voice was still soft, a clear juxtaposition of his actions. “My sweet girl, you never listen do you?”
You let out a mewl as Chan lifted the bottom of your dress, tossing it to the side and making way to stand. With no instructions of what to do next, you instinctively kneeled in the floor in front of him. Chan smirked at the sight, running a hand through your hair.
“So desperate for my cock already? Getting into position with out me having to ask? Maybe you’re my sweet girl after all.”
You shivered as Chan slipped the grey sweats and his boxer off his legs, stepping out of them slowly and kicking them off to the side. A moan slipped between your lips as you stared at his cock in front of you. No matter how many times you’ve seen it, you felt you’d always be impressed with it’s size. Saliva filled your mouth with anticipation of it being inside you.
“Please.” Your voice was barely over a whisper as you looked up at your boyfriend standing before you.
“Please what baby girl?” Chan squeezed his fist in your hair. “Please fuck your mouth like you’re my personal toy?”
You gulped and nodded, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue. Chan let out an audible groan as he slipped his dick into your waiting mouth, you keeping eye contact with him. He started off slow, his hips forming a steady rhythm that allows you to run your tongue along his veiny shaft. He pulled back enough for you to play with the tip, a soft growl forming deep in his chest. He presses his hips further and further, forcing you to take his dick down your throat. Your eyes roll in the back of your head, thanking who ever you needed to for your lack of a gag reflex.
At the sight of his hips flush against you, Chan loses it. His hips thrust in and out of you at fast pace, relishing in the feeling of your warm mouth around him. You fingers twitch in your lap, wanting to touch him, your self, something. He notices the movements of your fingers.
“You can touch,” he pauses, “but not yourself.”
You whimper and reach up to hold onto his thighs. You love how strong his legs feel in your palms. You run your fingers up so they’re holding onto his hips, amazed at the speed he’s going at. Chan debated coming in your mouth and leaving you at that, but he knew you needed your own release. Slowly he pulled out, rubbing his dick against your lips before taking a step away from you. Your body was flushed with sweat and heated up as he stared at you.
“Babygirl, I want you bend over the dining room table. Your to lay with arms stretched above you, one hand over the other, okay?”
You nodded once, before standing on shaky legs to turn around and lay as he instructed. You spread your legs slightly as press your ass into the air best you could. You laced your fingers together, feeling the stretch in your shoulders as you settled into position.
Chan appreciated the view of you from behind. Your thong pressed against you, a visible wet patch begging for his attention. He walked forward and squeezed your cheeks together before spreading them apart. His hands gripped the sides of your underwear before pulling them down and leaving you bare. You let out a small moan and shook your ass, a silent beg for more.
Chan smacked the flesh of your ass that caused you to gasp in surprise. “I’m not gonna prep you baby girl. You’re gonna take this dick in one go like I know you can. You can do that right baby? You wanna make me feel good with your pussy?”
You nodded frantically, wanting anything from him at this point. “Please, I’m desperate. I want you in me, please.”
“Well when you ask so nicely,” was the only warning you got.
Chan pressed his tip against you and bottomed out in one shot. His hips instantly pounding against you at a brutal pace. The sound of skin on skin mingled your moans filled your air. The hard wood is the table caused a slight pain to your body pressed against it that kept you on edge. Your nipples rubbed against the solid material through your lace bra, a friction you didn’t know you could find enjoyable.
Chan’s dick was everything you could ask for. The way it filled you up and hit you in all the right spots over and over again. You felt tears prick your eyes at the stimulation your body was experiencing. Chan gripped one hip tightly as his other hand pressed into your back against the table.
Chan let go of your hip to smack your ass again, grunting at the feeling of you tightening around him. He pulled you up by the shoulder so your arms could support you on the table in front of you. His hand snaked around to loosely hold onto your neck. At this new angle, Chan felt even deeper inside you.
A loud moan ripped from your as Chan’s free hand moved in front of you to rub frantic circles against your clit. You were so close to coming that tears threatened to spill over. You couldn’t stop the whimpers as your body writhed against his, wanting to chase your orgasm.
“You gonna come like this baby? You wanna come with my hand around your throat or my fingers in your mouth?”
“...in my mouth.” The words were almost unintelligible as they mixed with your constant moaning.
“Fucking come for me then.”
Chan didn’t even hesitate to press his fingers into your mouth, pressing them against your tongue. You sucked on them feverishly as your orgasm ripped through you. Your body twitched and spasmed as you came hard. Chan’s thrust were steady as you clenched around him, trying to milk his orgasm from him. Chan held strong as he felt you come down from your high.
He pulled his fingers from your mouth as he thrusted into you shallowly. He pulled out as pressed you into the table as he rubbed his dick, aiming his cum over your ass and lower back. You let out a happy sigh at the feeling of the warm cum trickling on your skin. Your body felt cold as Chan stepped away for a quick second. You heard the tap run and shortly after felt a cool towel rubbing against your skin. You sighed from where you were laying on the table.
Chan helped you stand and turned you around, his deep brown eyes searching yours. “Was that okay? Are you feeling alright?”
You nodded and pressed Into your toes the best you could to lean forward for a kiss. “Yes, thank you. I don’t think I knew how much I needed that.”
Chan kissed you deeply before pulling away. He reached to pick you up bridal style and walked towards your shared room. He laid you down gently before scooting under the sheets with you. He slipped one arm under your neck and pulled you close. His free hand ran soothing circles along your back, stopping here and then to massage parts of your lower back. You groaned at the feeling.
He ran his hand up your back and paused to rub at your neck, noting the tension he felt there. You let out a loud groan as he strong hands worked the spot. You almost cried in relief as some of the tension was worked out. You hugged Chan closer to you and squeezed. He chucked quietly, his body shaking along with yours. He pressed a kissed into your head.
“Go to sleep baby and I’ll give you a proper massage in the morning.”
You were barely able to nod, sleep and exhaustion claiming you quickly.
[2:14A - M]
Chan slipped into the apartment the best he could, the lock slipping into place seeming too loud. He dropped his bag on to the couch in the living room before he made his way towards your bedroom. As quietly as he could, he let himself into the room, noting your sleeping form on the bed, sheets tangled around your feet. He made his way to your shared walk in closet to strip off his clothes. Chan has done his night routine at the studio so he didn’t have to bother when he was too tired once he got home, an old habit from his trainee days. He pulled on his sweat pants and walked over to your bed.
You were lying on his side of the bed, your arms wrapped around the pillow he normally used. Chan couldn’t help but smirk when he saw that you were wearing one of his favorite Stray Kids tour shirt, the length of the shirt barely covering your cheeky panties covered in lemon print. Chan remembered how when you first started dating it was lacy underwear and lingerie. But after several years of dating that changed and Chan found that even your every day panties were still sexy, especially when paired with his clothing.
He slipped into bed quietly, removing the pillow from your arms and laying on his back, trying to untangle the sheets without waking you. You must have sensed his presence, wiggling so that you were pressed against his side, arm and leg thrown around him. Chan let out a groan as your leg pressed against his crotch, his side against the warmth of your core. It was an innocent act that you clearly didn’t mean to do, but it effected him deeply. His hand slid onto your leg, holding it against him as you subconsciously ground against him again, nuzzling your face into his side.
He felt himself harden against your leg, looking at your sleeping face and wondering if it was worth it to wake you. You ground against him again as your body shifted to snuggle closer to him. Chan let pout an audible groan, unable to control himself any longer. He rolled to his side and pushed you on your back. You turned your face away from him at let out a deep sigh in your sleep. He shook his head as he looked at your abdomen that had been exposed when your shirt rode up as you moved. He propped himself on to one arm as he trailed his fingers down your side, goosebumps following in their wake. Chan leaned forward to place soft kisses along your jaw and neck, sucking softly occasionally against the delicate skin. You let out a small moan followed by a sigh.
You felt very warm as your mind cleared. You don’t remember when you fell asleep while waiting for Chan to return home. You felt a weird sensation of suckling on your stomach, confusion and pleasure mixing in the fog of your sleep. You tried to move away but something warm was keeping you in place. You let out a moan from your throat as something traced along the outside of your panties. Slowly you opened your eyes and was greeted by the sight of curly blonde hair. You couldn’t help the smile that played on your lips, this wasn’t the first time you’ve woken up to a similar sight.
“Well isn’t this a sight to wake up to.” Your voice was groggy with sleep and startled Chan as he pulled away from your skin. “Welcome home, Channie.”
Chan flashed your favorite smile, the one he shared only with you. “Hey Baby.” He moved up to kiss you on the lips quickly. “I didn’t meant to wake you up,” he added as his fingers stroked your core with more vigor.
Your eyes rolled back and you let out a moan before looking back down at your boyfriend. “Yes, everything about this seems like you didn’t want to wake me up.”
He let out a bark of a laugh before going back to kissing your stomach. His hand slid underneath the smooth band of your panties, running against your skin in efforts to get them off. You moved to help him as you ran a hand through his curly locks. Chan continued to kiss his way down your front until he was eye to eye with his destination. With no hesitation he leaned for ward to lick a long strip up your folds. The hand in his hair tightened slightly at the feeling. Chan continued to lick you, before stopping at the top to suck on your clit. Moans filled the room along with labored breathing. Just as the knot In your stomach started to tighten, Chan pulled back. You let out a desperate sigh.
“Channie, please.” You wiggled your hips, hoping he’d get started again before your high slipped away.
“You’re asking so politely tonight.” Chan replied with a ‘tsk’ sound as his fingers continued to flutter inside you. The motion keep you constantly on edge.
“Baby, please I was so close.” You wanted to grip his hair tighter but you knew that would lead more to punishment than pleasure. You gasped when the tip of of his tongue traced your lips teasingly. “Baby, did you wake me up just to tease me?”
Chan sucked on your folds, fingers sliding in and out of you with ease. “And you weren’t teasing me when you went to bed in my shirt with your cute little panties?”
“Our shirt,” you replied mindlessly.
Chan stopped what he was doing and stared at you, a ghost of a small playing in his lips. “What?”
“What’s yours is mine, babe. Or some shit like that.” You replied with a wiggle of your body. “Channie, please I need more.”
With a smirk, Chan’s lips reconnected with your heat, working in vigor to get you off. Chan didn’t say it out loud, but hearing your little claim sparked a sense of ownership in him. His tongue switched between broad strokes to traces with the top. Stopping in between to tease your clit and suck on the sensitive bud. Your stomach coiled and your orgasm was impending. Your breathing became short as moans spilled from your lips one after another.
Chan kept his fingers curled, a constant pressure on your gspot finally pushing you over the edge. You bucked before tensing, your legs squeezing Chan’s head as you rode out your orgasm. He pulled back to watch your release, fingers still working you. Soon your moans of pleasure changed to whimpers of overstimulation. Your struggled to catch your breath, your body wanting to twist away from his actions. Chan used one hand to hold your hips down, forcing you still.
“I know it’s a lot baby,” He rubbed soothing circles against your skin. He let go of you briefly to take off his sweats and underwear. “Can you do one more for me? I wanna come with you so badly.”
You nodded your head, not trusting your voice at this moment. Chan pressed a kiss to your hip before pulling his fingers from your core. He watched as your pussy clenched around nothing, eager to get inside you. Chan lifted one of your legs over his shoulder and straddled your other leg. He turned you onto your side slightly before adjusting himself at your entrance. He gripped his dick and rubbed it against your wet folds before placing the tip at your entrance.
With a nudge, he slid in with ease, groaning deeply at the feel of your heat wrapping around him. You moaned as he slid in, stretching you more than his fingers ever could. You nuzzled you’re face into the pillow, trying to hide your moans. Your body twitched as he bottomed out, still sensitive from your orgasm. With a shaky breath, Chan pulled back, watching the way your lips held onto his cock.
“Fuck,” Chan’s voice was shaky as he thrusted shallowly inside you.
He keep his strokes slow and gentle, knowing your body was still sensitive. He pressed a kiss into your calf as he increased his speed a bit. Chan was lost in the sensation of your walls hugging him closely. Chan threw his head back as you clenched around them, your pussy tightening around his length. He looked back down at you and found you playing with your own boobs, eyes closed in pleasure. He watched as you squeezes the flesh, fingers rolling your sensitive nipples. He moans as you pulled your nipple hard enough to lift your boob, before you let go, skin smacking softly when it fell.
You opened your eyes and let out a moan as you locked eyes with Chan. There was no other way to describe the look on his face than primal. He was thrusting into you at a steady rhythm and your body had moved past overstimulation and into pleasure. You bit your lip before letting out a deep whine as Chan shifted his hips, hitting you at a new angle.
“Channie, harder, please.” The words were broken in despair. “Fuck me hard, please.” A deep rumble came from Chan’s chest. He stopped his movements and pulled out. Very quickly he pressed you onto your back and threw both of your legs to rest in the crooks if his elbows. You let out a moan as he thrusted back into you, hips pumping wildly. You lifted an arm to hold onto the head board of the bed, trying to steady yourself the best you could. Chan’s hips were ruthless in his speed.
Chan shifted his legs beneath him and pulled you further up his hips. This new angle allowed him to constantly press against the spongy flesh of your gspot. You let out a cry at the sensation, your toes curling in anticipation of your orgasm. Chan dropped a leg to press his fingers against your clit. His fingers work in fever, trying to match the pace of his hips to bring you closer to your orgasm. Your chest tightened and you bucked, matching Chan’s rhythm.
“Baby,” you panted. “Baby I’m so close, are you close, I want to come with you.” The words came out in a rush, warning Chan.
“I’m close, just a little bit more.” Chan ripped his fingers from your clit to hold onto your hips and drill into you. “Fuck, baby come for me.”
With his permission, you let go and came. Chan’s hips bucked wildly as he released his own orgasm. You froze as you released, letting out a final gasp as you came down from down your high. Chan was thrusting into you weakly as he came down as well. Your pussy clenched when you felt Chan’s dick twitch inside you, cause him to let out a groan. Despite his exhaustion, Chan leaned forward, resting his body weight with one arm, as the other came to cradle your face. He kissed you deeply.
Chan pulled back and pecked you on the nose before slowly pulling out. You both let out twin sighs as you separated, your body instantly cold and missing his body heat. Chan reached over the side of the bed to grab a tissue from the box on your bedside to help clean you up. He slipped on his underwear as you did yours. He laid back down on his side, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close. You sighed and snuggled into him sleepily.
“You know...” Chan started.
“Hmm?”
“That is definitely your shirt now,” Chan let out a little laugh. “I’d be hard every time I wore it now that I’ve fucked you wearing it.”
I just saw the dj Chan fic. I loved it 💙 tumblr is really dumb and it didn’t tag me and notify me. I just happen to have come across it just now. It was incredible.
Ahh, that’s okay that you just came across it! Thank you! I’m so glad you enjoyed 🖤
I meant to post this when I hit a 100 followers and then I missed it and meant to do it at 150. Thank you for the follow and liking my fanfics! I hope to get more out to you shortly! I also hope to be more interactive with follows and readers, my ask box is open! If you have any requests, please let me know 🥰
Requested - Hand and Choking Kink with Chan
[Simple Things - M]
“Can you hand me that screwdriver?”
Watching your boyfriend do simple things was easily your favorite past time. You enjoyed watching him use a knife to cut veggies for dinner, the way his fingers danced across his keyboard as he made music, or how his hand looked gripping your thigh while he drove. Currently you were watching Chan put together an Ikea bookshelf. The veins in his hands shift as he adjusted a shelf, one hand flexing as he held the piece of wood in place, the other hand reaching out for you.
“Hello?” Chan waved his hand in your direction, drawing you from your thoughts. “Everything okay?”
“What?” You shook your head. “Yeah, everything is fine.”
Chan laughed, “If you say so. Do you mind handing me the screw driver?”
You were sitting on a stool in front of the counter. You reached into the tool box next to you to hand him the item he asked for. Chan gave you one last glance before turning back to his task. You sat and watched as he put the rest of the bookshelf together. Your eyes tracked the movements of his hands and the way his arms looked as he moved the bookshelf to where you wanted it.
“Baby are you sure you’re okay?” Chan was walking towards you, a smirk playing on his lips.
“Yeah? What makes you say that?” You cocked your head slightly.
He was in front of you now, arms caging you in against the counter top. Chan leaned in close and placed a chaste kiss on your lips. “I dunno baby, you just seem a little distracted.”
The cool edge of the counter pressed into your back as you adjusted yourself so that you could wrap your arms around his neck to pull him closer. You leaned forward, Chan leaning the rest of the way to kiss you again. Your tongue swiped across his bottom lip asking for entrance. His mouth opened slowly, his tongue brushing against yours. You groaned slightly, spreading your legs so he could step flush against you.
One of Chan’s released the counter edge to cup your neck. His thumb dragged lazily along your jawline. You pulled out of your kiss to nuzzle his palm. Chan’s hand pulled back as he caught your gaze. His thumb brushed against your bottom lip. His eyes tracked his finger rubbing against your soft skin. You watched his reaction as you opened your mouth and let your tongue graze the tip of his thumb. Chan bit his lips as he pressed his thumb forward and you sucked on it greedily. Chan bit his bottom lip as he watched you suck on his finger, his cock hardening at the sight.
“You’re not really subtle you know,” Chan pressed his thumb, signaling for you to open your mouth. “I always catch the way you stare at my hands.”
You blushed with the attention Chan was giving your mouth. He removed his thumb and replaced it with his pointer and middle finger. You wrapped your lips around them, bobbing your head to coat them the best you could. Groaned at the feeling of you sucking his fingers. He knew what it’s like to have his cock in your mouth and wonder how quickly he could make that happen.
“Look at how needy you are. Sucking my fingers like it’s my cock.”
Chan moved his other hand from the counter top to place it in your thigh. The heat of his hand felt so nice against the bare skin. Your body shivered at the feeling of the cool metal of the rings he was wearing. His hand skimmed the length of your thigh until it was playing with the hem of your sundress. You whimpered as his hand traveled north, exposing more and more of your body. When he got to the edge of your panties, he pulled his fingers from your lips, causing you to moan at the loss.
Chan switched hands and used his saliva coated fingers to push your panties to the side. You held your breath as he stroked your core. He collected the wetness between your folds before pressing against your clit. Your head fell back at the feeling, Chan leaned forward and attached his lips to your neck. A moan escaped your lips as he bit slightly into your sensitive spot as he rubbed circles onto your clit. He trailed kisses along your neck, pausing to suck on the sensitive skin, leaving small marks along the way.
You bucked your hips into his fingers as they made their way down from your clit and towards your entrance. Chan slid a finger easily, pumping into you. You turned your head to capture his lips in a rough kiss. Chan continued to finger you, adding a second in, the stretch welcomed as he began to scissor your entrance. Chan’s free hand made its way up your body, slowly making its way to your exposed neck. Chan grasped the front your neck, not applying pressure, but simply holding you in place. He pulled out of the kiss and stared down at you.
“Look at you come undone with just my hands alone.” He applied a little pressure onto your neck, “Is this what you were thinking of while I was working? Thinking of my hand wrapped around this pretty neck of yours?”
You nodded, not ashamed in the slightest in what you were admitted. Chan’s hand tightened at your response, applying enough pressure to make your breathing a little tighter. He hooked his fingers that were working inside you, pressing against the spongy flesh of your gspot. You moaned loudly, Chan feeling the vibrations of your throat against his hand. Chan leaned forward to kiss you, capturing the last of your breaths as he shifted his hand so that his thumb pressed against your clit. The stimulation was becoming too much as your orgasm ripped from you. Your back arched against the counter, pulling out of the kiss to shake your head back and forth. You whimpered as Chan continued to assault your gspot.
Chan ripped his hand from you and grabbed you by the waist. Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his waist as he lifted you and began to walk to the couch. Chan set you down, your shaky legs not doing much to keep you up and you sat down on the couch unceremoniously. He wasted no one in slipping his black jeans and underwear off. Chan reached forward and grabbed you by the back of the head, guiding your mouth to his cock roughly.
You took his cock to the back of your throat with ease, used to Chan’s rough pace from years of practice. Chan lost himself in your throat, setting a quick pace as you swallowed around him. You reached forward to cup his balls, rolling the soft flesh between your fingers. Chan’s fingers tightened in your hair, tugging causing a soft pain to erupt on your scalp. A moan vibrated around his cock causing Chan to groan. He pumped his hips quickly before pulling out completely, grasping the base of his cock in a firm grip to stop his need to cum. He let out a shuttered breath and collected himself.
He pressed your shoulder backward, turning you slightly so you laid against arm of the couch. The bottom of your dress lifted, exposing your lace panties to the room. Chan pressed a knee between your legs, prying them open to expose you even more. Chan leaned forward to remove your panties, tossing them to the empty room. He licked his lips as he adjusted his body on top of you. The weight of his body was welcomed as you felt him position himself at your entrance. With an thrust he was inside.
The heat of your body was welcomed around his cock as he set a brutal pace. Chan tapped his fingers against your lips and you welcomed them hungrily. Your small hands wrapped around his wrist as you lost yourself of him inside your pussy and your mouth. Chan felt the sensation of you sucking his fingers all over his body. He enjoyed the way you worshiped his hands. He pulled his hand from your mouth messily, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his leaving fingers. You threw your head back as Chan’s large hand made its way back to your neck. He held your neck in a tight grip, limiting the depths of your breath.
A strong of moans escaped your mouth as you reached your second peak. Your pussy walls convulsed around Chan’s cock, pulling him closer to his release as well. Chan brought his other hand to cover your mouth, causing your breaths to shallow even more as you let out a loud groan as you came. Your back arched, but Chan kept you in place, forcing you to ride your orgasm with little movement. Your body was overwhelmed with sensation. Tiny fireworks exploding in front of your eyes as Chan released inside of you.
Chan removed his hands from your neck and mouth and you let in a deep breath of air. Chan pulled out, giving you a kiss on the lips before slipping his discarded underwear walking to the counter to grab a tissue. He came back to clean you up, your body exhausted from your activities. Chan sat down on the couch and pulled you to sit on top of him, fixing your dress as his placed kissing along your neck, hold you against his body in an embrace. He nuzzled his face into your neck, sucking the red marks from where his finger tips had been.
Hello thank you for my first request!! Just posted it as A Start to the Day. I hope that it fits what you requested! And if not, that you enjoyed it anyways :3
[A Start to the Day - M ]
“Good morning Channie.”
A low rumble of incoherent words answered you back. You smiled softly as you rolled so that you could half lay on the back of the tired man beside you. You were still shirtless from last nights activities, and your hard nipples brushed against his back. Propping your head with one hand as Chan hugged the pillow in his arm closer, snuggling his face into the fabric. You let out a soft giggle as you watched him try to fall back into sleep.
You dragged blunt nails along his broad shoulders. Shifting your hand so that the pads of your finger tips danced along his smooth skin. You relished the warm of his skin against yours, using feather light touches to keep him from shivering from you always cold hands. You shook your head as his body shivered anyways. Your fingers walked along his back until they reached the hairs at the nape of his neck.
Chan let out a huff of air as you worked your fingers through his hair. You loved how it curled in the morning. Mesmerized, you watched your thin fingers card through the strands, observing that his roots had started to grow in.
“Channie, you’re going to need to dye your hair soon.”
You twirled locks of hair in your fingers, amused at how long the dark roots and blond tips twisted. Chan didn’t respond, only nodding his head and keeping his eyes closed. His face was turned away from yours, so you pressed your lips against the skin on the nape of his neck. Your free hand released the tangles of hair from your fingers and began to run down his side, following the landscape of his shoulders, his broad chest, down the dips and valleys of his abs until they were playing with the band of his boxers. Chan let out of a grown of approval as he turned more onto his side to give you better access to his front.
You smiled into the kisses that you peppered along his back, hand wandering on its own as his snaked its way past the top of his underwear and nails dragging against the warm skin of his front. Chan let out a huff of air as your hand finally made its way to his half hard cock. Teeth nipped his shoulder as you wrapped your slim fingers around his member. One of his hands cupped the back of your head to bring you closer to him, the other snaking its way under your body to squeeze you against him. Your body was flush with heat as you pulled your hand out of his boxers and Chan pulled you on top of him. Still kissing you, Chan made quick work of the thin panties you wore to bed before slipping off the boxer briefs he had on.
A sigh escaped you as Chan positioned himself at your entrance with one hand as the other gripped your hip to guide you onto him. There was slight burn to the stretch as he took you without foreplay, but you were wet enough that the entrance was easy.
“Baby, I love how your always ready for me.” Chan thrust into you softly, allowing your body to readjust around his thick girth. His voice was soft and still scratchy from the lack of use in the morning. “Even without prep you take my cock so willingly. You’re always ready for Daddy’s cock, huh?”
“Yes Daddy,” You moaned as Chan readjusted your hips to hit you deeper.
“Show me how much you want me, Baby.” Chan stopped his hips, hands now barely holding on to your flesh. His voice was encouraging and you nodded your head in wanting to impress him.
A whimper escaped you as you rocked your hips back and forth. You did your best shift your hips to an angle that allowed his cock to stimulate you as your clit ground against his hips. You leaned forward to brace your hands against his warm abdomen as you used your legs to lift your self onto his cock. Chan’s hands helped guide you as you continued to ride him, soft groans releasing between his lips. One of Chan’s hand trailed from your hips to your breast, rolling the soft flesh in palm before shifting to squeeze your nipple. You didn’t bother to hide your moan.
“You have to make your self cum baby, and then Daddy will take over.” Chan rubbed reassuring circles into your splayed thighs, voice soft.
You nodded your head at his words as you continued to work your hips. You leaned back, your hands rest on the tops of his thighs, exposing all of yourself to the man laying beneath you. Chan’s breath shuttered at the new angle, eyes roving all across your body. Chan licked his lips at the site of his cock disappearing into your pussy. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you managed to rock your hips so that his cock hit your g-spot three times in a row. You were so close you could taste your orgasm.
“Daddy...I need more, just a little more.” You cried out as your hips continued to move.
“Touch yourself, baby. I wanna see you cum.” One of Chan’s hands guided yours to your front.
You let out a moan as your fingers touched your clit, rubbing quick circles into the nub. Head dropping forward, eyes squeezed shut, you chased your release, your body torn between grinding down onto his cock and rocking against your quick fingers.
“Let go baby, let go.”
With a cry, you increased the speed of your fingers as your orgasm exploded. You could feel the wetness of your release between your legs, your shallow thrusts made easy with the additional lubricant. You rode out your orgasm the best you could before you started to overstimulate yourself. Your movement jerky as the sensation of Chan’s cock became to much.
“Keep going.”
With wide eyes you stared at Chan in desperation. The sensation was too much post orgasm, you could barely keep your hips rocking as it was. Chan’s eyes were hard, the morning glow from earlier replaced with the hard exterior he usually wore in bed. You let out a soft whimper as you tried to push past the hypersensitivity. Your hips were jerky as you rocked back and forth, hips lifting a little before dropping down against onto his length. Tears pricked your eyes as you continued, a constant stream of whimpers escaping your lips.
“I didn’t say to stop touching yourself.”
A pout formed across your lips as you reached forward with a shaking hand to touch your clit again. Your body bowed forward at the over stimulation. You moaned loudly as you worked yourself.
“A little bit more and I promise to take over.” Chan bit his lip as he watched you become undone. He wanted nothing more to flip you over and pound into you, but he wanted to see just how much you could take.
“Daddy please, it’s too much.”
“No it’s not Baby, you can do it.”
Chan’s warm hands held on your hips again, guiding you, but not by much. You began to move past the hypersensitivity and more into pleasurable rhythm. When he noticed the change in your movements, Chan growled softly before pulling you forward flush against his chest. With a gasp, your body was flipped so you were beneath him. Chan threw one of your legs over his shoulder, the other spread out to accommodate him between your hips. Chan pressed onto his knees and started a fast pace. Your mouth fell open as Chan’s quick thrusts continued to hit you g-spot.
Chan turned his head to kiss your calf, eyebrows knitted as he lost himself into the pleasure of your pussy. You were so wet around this length, as he pounded into you. Chan loved the way you himpered and tried to hide your moans by biting your wrist. Chan watched as your boobs bounced with his thrust, the way that your pussy took his cock like it was nothing, your eyes closed in pleasure. Pleasure he was giving you. Chan’s chest swelled with pride at how undone you looked so early in the morning.
Your skin tingled as Chan’s fingers softly trailed down the length of your leg. The softness of his finger tips a sweet contrast to how fast and hard he was entering you. Chan splayed his hand against your front, pressing hard into your pubic bone while his thumb found your clit.
“Chan.”
The way you groaned his name as he continued to rub circles into you clit had Chan smiling with glee. He didn’t even care that you didn’t call him ‘Daddy.’ He stopped rubbing to keep a hard pressure on your clit, the only movement due to how your bodies rocked back and forth. The pressure was almost too much and you could feel your peak approaching against.
“Fuck, I’m close again.” You did your best to meet his thrust, wanting to make sure that he would come with you.
Chan’s head fell back and he released a groan to the ceiling.
“Fuck baby girl, i wanna come inside you so bad.”
Chan bit his lip as he looked down at you, he shifted his hips to bring your leg of his shoulder. He removed his hand from your clit and press against the back of your thighs to fold you in half. You were completely open to him, your body on full display for his viewing pleasure. The walls of your pussy began to tighten around him, a sign that you would reach your peak soon. Chan slowed his thrust and let out a shaky breath.
“Where do you want me to come?” Despite slowing this thrusts down, you felt your orgasm still approaching. The sudden slow of his ministrations keeping you right on the edge. “Should I pull out and put your pretty little mouth to use? Stick my cock all the way down your throat so you have no choice to swallow my seed? Or maybe you want me to come all over your tits? Make a mess all over you?”
Heat spread across your chest in excitement, your cheeks flushed at the thought of Chan’s cum pooling between your breast. You shook your head at the options he gave you. You licked your dry lips.
“Come inside me Daddy.”
You looked up at him in earnest. You didn’t always get to have Chan come inside you, mostly because Chan liked seeing how much of a mess he could make with you. Chan’s eyes widened. He bit his bottom lip, release it with a moan.
“You want Daddy to fill you up? Put a baby in you? You want Daddy to come inside? If you want to have my babies, you better not drop any of it.” Each question was enunciated with a thrust.
You nodded your head eagerly, his name falling from your lips like a mantra. Chan pressed into you further into the mattress, hips smacking against yours audible. The sound of skin on skin set you off. You arched your back, head lulling to the side as a deep moan signaled your release. You clawed at the sheets beneath you, scrambling to anchor yourself from the orgasm that ripped from you. At the feeling of your walls tightening around him, he lost himself in chasing his own orgasm. Hips bucking wildly with no sense of rhythm, Chan released inside you. Chan pumped his hips weakly as his dick became sensitive before pressing into you completely and stopping all movement.
Heavy breathing was the only sounds that filled the room. You panted as you came down from your high, staring up at the man above you with a dopey smile on your lips. You stretched your body, cause Chan to groan as your body moved around his sensitive cock. Chan looked down as he pulled out, cock slick with cum. When cum started leaking, he used a finger to press it back in causing you to whimper slightly.
“Take it a little further, babe.”
You didn’t think you would have ended up in such a compromising position when you swiped right on the dating app. And yet here you are, your head between the legs of the hottest guy you ever met. Your arms were bound at the wrist with the tie he had been wearing to dinner. Your dress was strewn across the floor, the black lingerie set the only thing donning your body. The blonde in front of you was still dressed for the most part: the first three button of his white top undone, giving you a glimpse of his chest. His black jeans were unbuttoned and pulled down to his thighs, exposing his thick cock to the room. Exposing what wasn’t already in your mouth.
You pulled back off his cock as much as he’d allow to catch your breath before moving to engulf the head of his cock. You focused on the tip, sucking on the engorged flesh, tasting the tang of his skin. You couldn’t keep your eyes from rolling back as you leaned forward to work the rest of his shaft in your mouth. His fingers were tangled in your hair, keeping it from framing your face so he could have a better view of his cock disappearing between your lips. He guided you up and down the length of his shaft, holding you steady since you couldn’t rely on your hands.
“You’re doing so good for me.” His voice was significantly deeper than it was when your date first started. You shivered at the thought that you made him like this. “But I’m sure you can do even better, huh Doll.”
You nodded your head the best you could around his flesh. You felt him guide you off, angling your head so that you could stare into his dark eyes. They were hooded with lust, his ear redden with excitement.
“What do you say Babe? Want to see if you can take me all the way?”
You licked your lips, “Yes Chan.”
Chan groaned at your response and leaned forward to catch your lips. He kissed you hard and bit your bottom lip as he pulled back. There was audible pop as he released your lip. The smirk that formed on his thick lips made your heart flutter. His voice was husky with want, “Let’s get to work then.”
[01:45A - M]
So a while ago I saw @channiesmixtape (Hi, you have no idea who I am but I love your work) post the gif of DJ Chan saying someone should write a smut for it. I am no where on the level as her and it’s been a really long time since I’ve written smut, but here we go! Please enjoy! This is very much unedited, so sorry in advance!
“I’m going to get a drink!”
You looked over your left shoulder as your best friend moved away from you on the dance floor. You gave her an exaggerated nod and an “okay” sign as she moved further away from you. You knew you should follow her per girl code, but the DJ that was spinning for the night kept playing songs that had you glued to the dance floor. Your body swayed on its own as you danced to the beat, weaving it’s way through the crowd as you got closer to the DJ booth.
You didn’t expect to have the air escape your lungs the second you locked eyes with the man standing on the platform that held the DJ booth. Your eyes locked on brown ones and you knew that a new type of excitement was coursing through your body. Never have you been hit with lust the way you had as you continued to dance in front of the booth. Thick lips formed into a cocky smirk as the blonde haired DJ tracked you in the crowd, clearly watching your hips sway and dip to the music of his choice. You bit your lip to hold back a whimper as you watched him lick the tips of his fingers before pressing them to the mixer in front of him.
God, how you wished those fingers were pressing against something else.
Time escaped you and soon the house lights were turning on in the club. The blonde in front of you reached for a mic near him that had been neglected for the length of his set.
“Alright, alright. You all know what that means.”
If your panties weren’t already wet from the eye fucking you had been doing while dancing, they definitely would be now. The DJ smirked when he caught your eyes widening at the sound of his accent playing over the house speakers.
“Ya need to get the hell out of here. My name is DJ CB and I can’t wait to see you guys next week!”
Movement started around you and you knew that you should start looking for your friends in the crowd. Just as you were turning to make your way towards the exit, a warm hand gripped your upper arm. You turned around with wide eyes, only to be surprised to find the DJ holding onto you. That sexy smirk was playing on his lips again and you could feel yourself melt under his gaze.
“Hey baby, what’s your name?”
An unusual amount of confidence filled your voice as you replied.
He said your name in confirmation, like the way it rolled off his tongue with ease, “My name is Chan. Do you have some where to be? Or can I steal a few moments of your time?”
“Hmm,” you pout. “Only a few moments? How disappointing.” You replied with a wink.
A mischievous smile grew on his face, as his eyes darkened. “Oh babygirl, trust me when I say I’ll only need a few moments to make you cum...” Chan leans in close, those amazing lips brushing against your ear, sending chills down your spine, “the first time.”
You didn’t even try and stop the moan that escaped at the sound of his promise. You pull back from Chan and simply nod your head, that being the only confirmation of consent that he needs. A genuine smile breaks on his face as he moved his hand down to yours to pull you towards the back entrance. You gasped in surprise as he pushed you up against a black car that was parked out back.
Chan pressed forward and your lips finally met in a kiss you’ve been waiting all night for. The kiss was hungry and messy but you didn’t mind one bit. Chan’s tongue swiped against the seam of your lips asking for entrance. You complied and soon your tongues were dancing. Chan let out a groan and pressed the length of his body against yours, one arm sliding around your back pulling you close, the other slipping into the roots of your hair and holding you in place.
Heat rushed through your body and only the tiny voice at the back of your head reminding you that you were still in public kept you from openly rutting against Chan. Chan groaned again and pulled back from you. You let out a whimper as Chan pressed his forehead against yours.
“Fuck baby, get in the car.” His voice was raspy with want. “I’m not fucking you in an alley when I can I have you splayed out on my bed.”
You rubbed your thighs together, a movement that didn’t escape Chan’s notice. You heard the rumble in Chan’s chest as he pulled you away from the car to open the door and practically threw you inside. The entirety of the drive to his home, neither of you could keep your hands off each other. You palmed him through his black jeans, feeling him harden under your strokes. Chan’s hand gripped your upper thigh, making its way higher and higher each time he pulled his hand away to shift gears. Just as Chan’s fingers were going to graze your core, the car began to slow to a stop. Caught up in your lust, you looked out the window and noticed you had pulled into the garage to an apartment complex. You watched Chan pull his hand away, veins shifting under his skin as he put the car into park and turn the key in the ignition.
With a huff of breath, you left the car, hand immediately finding Chan’s as he pulled you towards the elevator without a word. Despite the late night time, there were a handful of people in the lift with you. You couldn’t help but wonder if they could taste the sexual tension that was filling the air. Chan pulled you close to his side and you felt his hand wander down towards your ask. With a sharp intake of air, you held back a moan as he lifted the back of your short dress and began to grope your ass. His large hand kneaded the flesh covered by your lacy underwear, fingers teasing you. Your eyes closed on their own as your head dipped forward at the feeling.
This had to be longest elevator ride of your life, you thought to yourself just as the elevator dinged.
Chan slid his hand from your ass, resettling your dress and up the small of your back to push you past the people in the lift and out the door. Neither of you said anything as he led you towards his apartment. The second the door was unlocked Chan pushed you inside and against a wall.
“Fucking finally.” Chan growled out before pushing his lips against yours against.
Chan gripped the back of your thighs as he lift you up, his hips pushed forward to pin you against the wall. You groaned as he rubbed his core against yours. Chan’s lips left yours, trailing kissing down your jaw and to the sensitive part of your neck. You mewled, grinding your body against his trying to create any satisfying friction. He hefted you’re body up, one hand gripping your thigh as the other worked on the tie that kept your halter top of your dress up. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he got the tie undone, his mouth instantly latching on to your exposed nipple.
“Fuck, no bra Baby?”
A moan was his only answer “God, Chan. Yes,” you whimpered as tongue and teeth assaulted your chest.
Chan peppered kisses across your chest, stopping to suck and mark you along the way to your other nipple.
“No more teasing Chan.” You gasped as he bit the your hardened buds. “Didn’t you promise only ‘moments’ before you made me cum?”
Chan pulled back to look up with you, eyes hazy with lust. “Oh baby girl, you have no idea what you just got yourself into you.”
He pulled you away from the wall and carried you to the direction of his room. He deposited you into the bed. Chan’s eyes tracked your exposed breast while they bounced as you settled into the mattress. Quick hands worked your dress and underwear off your body, leaving you bare before him. You watched the muscles ripple and flex in his arms as he pulled his black shirt off from the back of his collar, abs exposed as the shirt lifted. You gulp at the body in front of you, mouth watering with the want to run your tongue along the dips and valleys.
You sat up at the edge of the bed, hands reaching in front of you to grasp the thick belt holding the black jeans up on slim hips. Holding eye contact, you watched Chan’s expressions flicker across his face as you unbuckled the belt, hastily opening his jeans and sliding them to the middle of his thighs. You broke eye contact only to stare at the outline of his buldge confined behind the thin material of his boxer briefs. Confident hands pulled at the band of his briefs to finally expose his cock. You could have drooled at how perfect his cock looked: thick, long and curving slightly at the tip in a way you know would hit your g-spot with little effort.
With a grin, you caught eyes with Chan as you leaned forward to lick the tip. Chan’s eyes rolled back slightly and he let out a hiss that only encouraged you to continue. Reaching forward, you grasped his cock to guide it into your waiting mouth. As the heat enveloped Chan’s member, his fingers carded your hair and gripped. You hollowed your cheeks as you took him as for down as you could, your hand wrapping around what your throat couldn’t take just yet. You pulled back, allowing your tongue to wrap around the head, tasting the tang of his pre-cum.
“Babygirl,” Chan’s voice had deepened in heat. “I know you can take more than that.”
You looked up at him as you pulled back and sucked. You bobbed your head back and forth, taking him a little deeper each time. Chan’s eyes flickered between keeping eye contact with you and watching his dick disappear in your mouth. His grip tightened in your hair as his hips began to buck.
“Baby, can you take Daddy’s dick deeper than that? You’re so close Baby, can you do it for Daddy?”
Your cheeks burned at the nickname, turning you on even more and providing more confidence in your abilities. You pushed forward and removed your hand as the tip of your nose touched his pelvic bone. You swallowed around his member twice, relishing in how full your throat felt. You began to pull back, but Chan’s grip kept you from pulling off completely.
“Oh fuck babygirl, you did it.” Chan’s hips bucked some more, keeping his dick in your throat causing you to gag slightly and tears to well in your eyes. “Oh baby, are you gonna cry? Are you gonna cry cause of how good your making Daddy feel?”
As Chan kept fucking your throat, one of your hands kept you balanced by gripping his hip. Your legs opened involuntarily as your fingers ghosted over your clit.
“Stop.” Chan pulled himself out complete and tightened the grip on your hair. “What do you think you’re doing?”
You whimpered as Chan leaned forward, arms caging you in as your back hit the mattress. Chan pressed the length of his body against yours, his cock pressed against you, making you wish for more. The heat of his body so intense you let out a shiver.
“What are you doing thinking you can touch yourself freely, babygirl?” Chan ran the back of his hand down your side, landing on your hip and squeezing. You let out a groan as his hand made its way to your center. A barely there of a touch along your clit. “This is mine.”
Chan’s lips attached to your neck as his fingers came down onto your clit. He rubbed quick circles against you that caused you to buck. You hadn’t realized how much you needed this. Chan’s lips continued to trail down, kissing your breast. He ran the flat of his tongue against your nipple. Chan’s fingers moved from your clit to collect the wetness from your folds before pressing into you. You let out a loud moan at the feeling. Chan’s finger was swift as he pumped back and forth a few times. Chan pulled back slightly before inserting a second finger as well, stretching you slightly.
Chan continued his way down your body, sucking and nibbling softly until his head was between your legs. Your body tingled in anticipation as he leaned forward and gave the sensitive nub a kitten lick. Your head threatened to lull back, but you forced yourself to watch the fine man between your legs work. You groaned when he finally attached himself to you, sucking harshly as his fingers curled forward. Your body was on fire as Chan continued to work your g-spot in tandem with sucking your clit. You let out a whimper on a particularly harsh suck. You could feel the knot in your stomach forming, head pressing back flat against the mattress.
“Daddy...Daddy I’m close.” You panted was your fingered gripped the sheets.
Chan lifted himself off you slightly to whisper against your clit, “Cum for me baby girl.”
Chan’s lips, tongue, and fingers work in fever to get you off. You felt yourself bit your peak and relief wash over you as you came. Back arching, toes curling as you moaned loudly with release. Chan stayed busy as he worked you through your release. Your body bucked as your came down, your body now moving from overstimulated. You whined from the feeling by Chan didn’t stop.
“Baby, I know you have more in you. Can you do at least one more for Daddy?”
You nodded your head against the sheets, as his fingers stayed hooked, applying constant pressure on your g-spot. You were sure your body was going to explode.
Chan removed his fingers, your body clenching at the emptiness, and gave your core one final lick. He moved his way up your body, your legs spreading so that his hips were spotted between them. One arm propped himself above you and you appreciated the way his muscles and veins moved. The other hand cupped the back of your neck to being you in for a kiss. It was messy, sloppy and you could taste yourself on his tongue, but you couldn’t care less. Chan bucked his hips, his cock sliding with ease between your folds. Chan removed his hand from your neck to reach between you two and position himself.
With an easy thrust, Chan pushed the head into your entrance, a stretch already starting. You took an inhale of breath as he slowly made his way into you, walls stretching to accommodate his gift. You groaned at how full you felt. Chan paused to catch his breath, feeling shaky at how warm your silken walls felt against his cock.
“Baby, only half way there.”
Chan smirked at your wide eyes. You had already felt so full, you couldn’t imagine how much more you’d feel when he entered you completely. His hips moved forward again and he let out a deep throated moan as he bottomed out inside you. Never in your life had you felt so stuff. Any slight movement felt amazing with how sensitive your body was feeling.
“Move Daddy.” You moaned as your body adjusted to his size.
“Fuck,” was all he said before starting to thrust at a brutal pace.
You felt your whole body bounce at how quick his hips thrusted. You grabbed onto his Biceps for stability, nails digging in slightly. You let out moans of pleasure, pleased that you were right that the slight curve of his cock mean that your g-spot was constantly stimulated. Chan’s big hands gripped your hips as he repositioned himself onto his knee. Your back was flat against the bed as his hands held your hips up, legs wrapped around him so that he was hitting you at a new angle.
“You feel so good baby girl.” Chan huffed our the words, his accent thicker with lust. “Like you were made for my dick.”
“Daddy, I want more.” You sighed.
“Yeah, Baby? What do you want?”
You could only whimper as Chan changed his pace to slow and deep thrusts. You let out a sigh at the change of stimulation.
“You need to use your words or Daddy’s not going to know what you want.” Chan’s words were enunciated with hard thrusts.
“Choke me.”
Chan let out a noise that sounded like a growl as one of his hands left your hips to grasp your neck. You moaned as he applied pressure.
“You’re perfect baby. I’m so happy that you came into the club tonight.”
You nodded your head in agreement, the best you could with his hand still around your neck. Chan repositioned himself against so that your legs were over his shoulders and body folding in half when he leaned forward. This new angle had him so deep inside you. Moans constantly streamed from your lips as he pounded into you.
Chan felt euphoric at how well your body was responding to him. You’d buck your hips as often as you could, trying to meet his pace. The added movement aiding in how good his cock felt inside of you. He could tell he was getting close and wanted to get one more orgasm out of you. He pulled his hand away from your neck and shivered at the sound of the audible breath you took. He gripped your hips and did two sharp thrusts before pulling out.
He watched your pussy clench with emptiness before he flipped you over. He pressed your top half against the bed and kept your ass in the air. Chan licked his lips in excitement. He wanted to eat you out again but held back as the want of his cock inside you won over. Aligned his cock to your entrance and slipped back with ease. A deep moan escaped him as he pumped slowly until his hips were flush against yours. With one hand, he rubbed the smooth skin of your ass before pulling back and smacking the soft skin.
Your pussy tightened around him and you let out a soft yelp followed by a moan. Chan sighed at the feeling and did again, your pussy getting Impossibly tighter with each smack. Not able to hold himself back anymore, Chan gripped your hips with both hands and started to pound his hips against yours. The sound of skin on skin with a miss of moans filled the room, music to Chan’s ears.
Your body was hot all over from the slaps Chan gave to your ass and you felt the knot in your stomach forming all over again when he starting thrusting into you.
“Daddy, can I -“ You moaned as Chan kneaded the now sensitive flesh of your ass. “Can I cum?”
“Since you asked so nicely Baby. Cum for Daddy.”
Chan snaked one of his hands to your front to rub quick circles against your clit. The feeling was too much for you and you released your second orgasm. You moaned loudly throughout your release, hips moving against Chan’s. Chan’s thrust got sloppy and soon you felt empty as he pulled out. Chan reached for his cock and pumped quickly to bring himself to release. Your body relaxed as you felt hot spurts land on your ass and lower back. You sighed as you relaxed into the sheets. Your eyes began to shut and you could only feel the bed shift as Chan moved around behind you.
There was a sudden emptiness, the sound of foot steps followed by a faucet turning on. You turned your head and saw Chan in all his naked glory, cock half hard, returning to the bed with a towel in his hand. You hummed at the warm feeling of the towel cleaning up your back. Chan tossed the towel unceremoniously in the dark room and crawled into bed with you. He shifted the sheets around you and wrapped you into him so that your face was against his chest.
“You were so good Baby, get some sleep.”
You felt yourself nod as your eyes began to shut. Lips pressed into the top of your hair as you snuggled closer to the warm chest in front of you.
[5:57P]
Six years. You couldn’t believe that it had been six years since you and Chan started dating. From a very awkward encounter in the student store where your bag knocked over a display he had just finished creating, to plenty of firsts, travels, fights and love. Lots and lots of love. How all of that fit in six years was so overwhelming to you at times. But, one thing you knew for sure was that you wouldn’t have wanted to experience it all with anyone else.
You and Chan were walking down your favorite strip of beach in Australia. Fingers locked and arms swaying slightly as a calm peace finally settled over you. The beach was one of you and Chan’s favorite places to go. Chan had a love for water from a young age and he never missed a opportunity to feel weightless.
“You know, what of my favorite anniversary activities was when we did the sensory deprivation chamber.” Chan gave your hand a tight squeeze.
“I think that was one of my favorites too.” You looked up and smiled at him. “You’ve always said you wondered what it would be like to be in space. I figured that was the closest we would get to it.”
“I’m pretty sure that’s when I knew you were the one. It was such a thoughtful and selfless gift and experience.” Chan had stopped walking, tugging your hand so that you would turn to face him.
Chan and you had talked about being soulmates, life partners, husband and wife often, but something in Chan’s voice to as different. Your heart started racing a little and you felt your body tense with anxiety. Your heart teetering on edge like when you’re at the top of a roller coaster. The beach was deserted and the only noise was the sound of the waves crashing against the shore, water lapping against your feet.
“Babe...” Chan was looking down at you with so much love in his eyes, glassy with premature tears.
“Chan what are you doing?” Your voice trembled.
“I spent all week practicing a speech in my head. Trying to think of the perfect words I could tell you, but now that I’m here none of those words matter.” Chan slowly lowered to one knee and reached into his jacket pocket.
“Baby, please what are you doing?” Tears were openly falling and you felt dumb for asking such an obvious question but your mind was running high on emotions.
Chan chuckled a little as his tears finally fell. He opened a small, black, velvet box to reveal a white gold ring with a diamond nestled between smaller stones . “Will you marry me?”
——
I read a post where someone asked Chan if he were to propose to someone where would it be and it said it would be somewhere private by the sea. I just knew I had to put this out
[12:30]
“Babe, what exactly are you doing?”
You were moving around the kitchen pulling mixing bowls and ingredients from your cabinet. Your body on autopilot from how often you admittedly did.
“I’m baking” Not looking at your boyfriend, you continued to measure out dry ingredients and tossing them into a bowl.
“I see that.” Chan leaned against the counter on his forearms, eyes wide in amazement. “And why did you suddenly get in the mood for baking in the middle of our conversation?”
You sighed as you cracked an egg into mixing bowl for the wet ingredients. “Because I always bake when I’m nervous.”
“Nervous? What could you possibly be nervous for?” Chan stood from his spot and looked at you with concern.
“Oh I don’t know, maybe because I’m meeting your group mates tomorrow?” Between all the touring, practices, and imagery that comes with being Idol, you still hadn’t gotten the opportunity to meet your boyfriend’s group. You shrugged your shoulders sarcastically. “No big deal right?”
Chan let out a soft chuckle as he walked around the counter and stood behind you. You felt your boyfriend’s strong arms wrap around your waist as he pulled you from the counter and into his embrace. When he placed his lips to the top of your head you let out a breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. Chan didn’t say anything for a minute and just enjoyed having his arms around you.
“Babe.” Chan’s body rumbled against your back with the one word. “Believe me when I say that there is nothing for you to be nervous about. You know the boys love you.”
You placed your hands on top of Chan’s. “We don’t know that! This my first time actually meeting them.”
Chan chuckled a little at your tone. “It is not. We’ve been together for 6 months, you speak to them all the time on face time. And I mean, you’ve technically met Felix before.”
You spun in Chan’s arms and stared up at him incredulously. “That Christopher, was under the guise of deception and you know it.”
Chan threw his head back and laughed at your accusation and memory of your first meeting. You met Chan several months ago when you first moved to Korea to teach English. You and a friend were at a dog cafe where you struck up conversation with a charming boy with an Australian accent named Chris and his buddy Felix. Chan led you on for weeks of being just a regular guy with odd working hours until you caught sight of him on a music show. He laughed and was embarrassed when you confronted him about it. You couldn’t help but fall for him a little when he said that he liked that you treated him like a regular guy.
“It’s not funny Chris!” You said as you pressed your forehead into his chest, his arms tightening around you. “I really am nervous that they’re not going to like me in real life and it will ultimately break us. They’re your family.”
As you let out a deep sigh, Chan felt guilt run through his body. He hadn’t realized that meeting the boys would cause you to be this distressed. At the same time his heart couldn’t help but soar at how much you wanted to impress his pseudo-brothers because you cared that deeply for him. Chan gave you one last squeeze before taking a step back.
Lifting your chin with his fingers, you stared deep into his brown eyes. “Listen, yeah? As my brothers, all those boys care about is my happiness. And you are my happiness. Okay?”
You felt tears threaten to fall, but you held them in. Not trusting your voice to be even, you simply nodded your head. Chan flashed you a bright smile before leaning in to place a quick kiss to your lips. When he pulled back you couldn’t help but return the smiled
“Now,” Chan had taken a step back and clapped his hands together as he looked around the kitchen. “If were going to bake something for the kids, what can I help you with?”
You shook your head as you laughed lightly. You walked around Chan to reach into your cupboard where you had stored some bananas for a nervous induced baking session such as this. You turned around and presented Chan with the bundle of over ripe fruit.
“Go ahead and mash these up.”
——
Please be gentle!
This is the first piece I’ve written in years and even longer since I was active in the fanfic community! I hope you enjoyed! I hope to get more little things out in the future
dededos
dailybridgerton
gummygunk
kaledo-art
janainaart
ellievsbear