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After an exhausted win against Yonsei University, Chan wasn't expecting anything interesting to happen. Boy was he wrong
Contains - Sub!Chan, Dom Male!Reader, Non Idol!Au, Smut MDNI, Nipple play, Masturbation (Chan rec), Unprotected sex (wrap it up), Multiple orgasms, slight over stimulation (lmk if i missed anything!)
Wc - 2k
a/n; Heyooo, this is my first fic in a while! Sorry for any spelling errors or shitty pacing, I mostly wrote this in my spare time. But I do hope you guys enjoy!
Chan still felt the buzz of excitement running through his veins as he stood within the In-goal area. Cheers erupted from the bleachers and from his teammates currently swarming him. It had been a very, very long uphill battle, but finally, the Korea University Rugby team had managed to beat the Yonsei University Rugby team. It had been an exhilarating and long game with many injuries and hardship, but finally they came out on top.
It was decently late, about 8:32 p.m. The sky had darkened into twilight and most spectators had gone back to their homes. The team captain decided to host a celebration at his house, and since he was one of the popular guys at school, it was pretty packed.
People were jammed into the main area of the house, spilling out of both the front and back doors. The music was turned up high, the bass heavy enough to vibrate the ground and peoples bones. The whole place smelt of cheap booze, sweat and cigarette smoke.
It was mostly students from Korea University at the party (and their team of course), but some students from Yonsei were also mingling with them. It didn't really bother Chan, he was really there to just rehydrate and forget the ache running throughout his whole body. And at the beginning of the party, that was what happened.
Chan wandered around, chatting to people, laughing and messing around with friends, and even got into a small drinking game. At this point he wasn't hammered in any way, but of course misfortunes do happen. He was by a table, leaning against a wall when someone bumped into him. He looked up and was met with one of his teammates, Changbin, who was grinning ear to ear and clearly up to something.
"Yo, we're about to do another game. Come join!"
"Nah, I don't wanna. I wanna get to my dorm thank you very much."
"C'mon man! We just won one of our biggest games yet! The captain won't mind if you crash here."
Chan sighed faintly, but Changbin did have a point; the captain did say the team could crash for the night as long as they help with cleaning up in the morning. "Finee."
The two of them weaved through the crowd, heading to a group who were sitting on the floor in a circle. Ohh… probably just a game of spin the bottle - He had done this before, so it wouldn't be that bad; either a simple kiss, or truth or dare. Changbin tugged him down to sit as well.
But he couldn't have picked a worse spot.
To his left was obviously Changbin, but to his right… You.
Star player on Yonsei's Rugby team, and his one life long rival ever since middle school - yes it had been that long. Chan tried to switch spots, but Changbin wasn't budging, complaining his legs hurt so he finally gave up with a groan.
Finally, the game started, and Chan had been right; it was the truth or dare version, though if someone didn't want to do the dare they could drink instead. It went on for a while, everyone getting drunker and drunker, just normal party stuff. That was until it was the captain's turn and it landed on Chan. He leaned in, face flushed redder than a cherry, but he was still surprisingly coherent.
"Chan-ah, you spin the bottle, and whoever it lands on you gotta go to the closet and play seven minutes in heaven... or until you wanna leave. No one's gonna stop you if you wanna stay longer." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively, a smirk playing on his lips
Chan thought about taking another drink, but he thought about it. He didn't necessarily have to do anything with them. But that would be boring. He shrugged, reaching out and spun the bottle. Round and round it went, the strobe light reflected in the glass. It started slowing down, just enough for Chan's eyes to widen in dismay as it passed every other person in that circle and landed on you.
Oh fan-fucking-tastic.
He buried his face in his hands as cheers and wolf whistles came from everyone around them. To your credit, you looked bewildered and flustered. Though the two of them had no time to think as they were ushered down the hall and into a closet.
"You gotta stay in there for at least 7 minutes!" The captain gave them one last grin, then closed the closet, plunging them into darkness.
It was incredibly awkward at first, the tension so thick Chan nearly choked on it. The closet was empty, but so damn small, to the point that they were packed like sardines.
Chan could almost feel your breath hitting his skin, and if he reached out, his hand would land on your chest. He could feel your eyes practically burning holes into his head, and it made something treacherous in his heart flutter, though he tried to shove it down. Unfortunately, the shots he had taken earlier were really starting to affect him, making his hate for you fold faster than a collapsing building.
For the first 3 minutes, nothing happened. Everything in Chan told him not to move, to not make a single sound. But he was in an awkward position, and his leg was starting to fall asleep. He tried to shift slightly, and that's when he stumbled. His dead leg gave out awkwardly, and he fell face first into your chest.
"Hey," your voice was right next to his ear, a sinful whisper, "be careful, yeah?"
Chan felt warm all over, pressing his thighs together as something electric coiled in his gut. His hands suddenly gripped your arm, both steadying himself and moving closer to you.
"Mmnh…Y/n.." The pathetic whine slipped out his lips before he could stop himself, and it only made his heart beat faster.
"Chan?" Your hands lifted slightly, resting on his hips and squeezing lightly.
"Don't call me that…" He pressed his face to your chest, inhaling deeply to catch your unique scent and the cologne you wear. His hips moved forward until they touched your thigh, and there was no mistaking the growing bulge in his pants. "Please…"
Something shifted in your demeanor, as you pulled him closer suddenly, no hesitation. "Please what? Use your words."
Chan looked away, his face definitely as red as a cherry. His lips parted and for a moment, he couldn't speak. But he finally mustered the courage. "I need you.. Y/n." He pressed his hips forward again, grinding against your thigh.
In response? Your fingers threaded through the hairs as the nape of his neck and pulled him closer until their breaths mingled. "You sure? You think you can handle me?" A final chance to back out.
Chan had never been more sure in his life about what he wanted. He didn't care that you were the guy who had been clashing heads with him since forever.
He wanted you to ruin him.
He wanted you to ruin him until he couldn't say anything else, until all he could feel was you and your presence. So he leaned up and smashed his lips against yours, sealing his final answer.
A groan left you as you reciprocated eagerly, kissing back with the passion of a starving man. You pushed him against the opposite wall, biting his lower lip and pushing your tongue into him roughly. He wrapped his arms around your neck, nails digging into your shoulders slightly.
They pulled back for a moment, and you quickly started unbuttoning his shirt, tugging it off in one smooth motion.
"Too bad we're in the dark." You hummed, fingers trailing down his bare chest until they reached one of his nipples. Chan inhaled sharply as you rolled the hard nub between your thumb and pointer finger, and he couldn't help but arch into the touch. "Eager, aren't ya?"
That gasp turned to a high pitched moan as he felt your mouth lock around his nipple, your free hand palming his growing bulge through his pants. His hips bucked upward, and he could feel a damp spot forming. It wasn't long before your hands hooked into the waist band for both his boxers and pants, then yanked down until it dropped to the floor.
Chan's dick sprung up, precum already beading on his tip. He heard a belt buckle flip, and heard more fabric dropping. He let out a faint whimper as he felt your dick press against his thigh - hard and pulsing - as your hand grabbed his.
"A-ah fuck…" He breathed, jerking into the touch. You didn't jerk him off immediately, just a slow stroke from the base up to his tip. Your thumb swiped over his slit, smearing precum all over.
"Don't tease me… ya twat." Chan knew he had absolutely no authority right now, but he still had a little bit in him. You didn't like that one bit.
"Not teasing you. Just giving you a little taste of what's to come." You started moving your hand up and down, and all the brattiness from earlier dissolved instantly.
He whimpered faintly, biting his bottom lip as you picked up pace, hand moving rhythmically along his shaft, and tracing the vein along the underside. He could feel his stomach tighten embarrassingly fast, and did shoot his first load all over your hands. He pants harshly, his stamina already brought down significantly, but his libido was still high.
You hummed faintly, stealing one more rough kiss before moving your hand. He swore he could hear you licking your fingers, but when he asked, all he got was a light hit to his thigh that made him whimper.
You moved so you could hike one of his legs up and around your waist. The new position made it so you could slot your dick right between his thighs, and nudge your tip against his entrance.
No warning came as you sank the first inch in, and both of you let out twin groans. It was a tight fit and since there was no foreplay beforehand to loosen him up, you waited a moment, letting his fluttering hole adjust.
Oh how he wished you could see his face; probably wreaked beyond comprehension. Chan was already so close to cumming, his breathing ragged and hitching constantly. The moment you started moving, he nearly wailed.
The burn from earlier was already giving way as your hips snapped up roughly, skin-hitting-skin echoed within the tiny space of the closet. The pleasure outweighed the pain, and Chan's only concern was how long he would last at this pace.
Which apparently wasn't long.
His nails scrabbled frantically at your shoulders as his dick bounced up and down with each thrust, heat coiling low in his gut and ready to snap. He bit down on the junction between your neck and shoulder, but it didn't do much.
"Y/n.. y/n.. hnghh…Oh fuck, oh fuck!" He moaned out shamelessly, just as you nailed him right in the prostate, sending a sharp ringing through his whole body.
Chan's mouth opened in a silent scream as he came untouched this time, ropes of cum flying from his dick and probably all over both his and your abs. His legs quivered and he nearly fell, but your arms caught the back of his thighs, hoisting him up.
Chan barely had the strength to wrap his legs around your waist as you pinned him up against the wall.
"You good?" Your voice was hoarse, but it cared a worried undertone. He felt your breath hit his face as you leaned in, kissing at the corner of his mouth.
"Y-yeah…" He managed weakly, head lolling slightly.
"You think you could go another round?"
"H-hah?!"
Chan blinked rapidly, making sure he heard that right. But he could feel your dick deep inside him. Still hard and throbbing, and it was clear you hadn't climaxed. He was sensitive as hell, having come two times already, but the fire wasn't going down anytime soon…
"Y-yeah, sure-" Was all he got out before you were on him again, and it was clear there would be more than just one extra round.
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