dude i hate peoples obsession with thinking changbin has abs. he has a tummy. it is hot. ppl will say oh i love his belly/tummy and yall come RUNNING with "ITS ABS HE HAS A SIX PACK 🤬🤬" you are not being as nice or protective or whatever as you think. you are acting like him having a tummy is an insult. he is not fat, (which also isnt bad either????) he has muscle mass. more muscle means it can be less defined. CHANGBIN HAS A SQUISHY TUMMY AND ITS BEAUTIFUL AND ITS SO HOT!!!!
hihi, please drop any thoughts you have in my inbox! I’ve had no ideas lately and I need to get my creative juices running, so please don’t be afraid to request something. ♡
Gurlll. More nerdy and needy Chan. I literally came to your page to read more of your fics just to find only one?? But when you feel like please come over and drop more needy!han. He is my therapy 🤧
Ahhh i’m glad you liked it! I’ve been swamped recently but I’m definitely gonna try to get back into the groove of writing!
thinking about nerdy!hanji who has to ramble about his interests when he bottoms out so he doesn’t cum immediately
“f-fuck, so tight.” He whines as his cock presses into your deepest spots. Your eyes flutter shut as he whimpers and whines into your neck. “do you remember th-the game I was telling you about, baby?” He asks, his breath is shaky and his hips are completely still. You nod, not even listening to what he was saying.
“hanji, please. need you to move.” You pushed your hips onto his, trying to get any friction you could. “babybabybaby, holy shit. c-can’t move yet, i’ll cum if I do.” His eyes closed in pleasure as his hands ran along the sides of your stomach.
You whined, displeased at the fact that he couldn’t fuck you properly, yet. “s-so yeah, the game— it, uh, got an update and I, yeah, it’s really—“ he continued to talk, small sighs falling from his lips as he talked. You clamped down on him as he talked, something so domestic about the moment, that it made you hornier than you already were.
“y/n,” he whispered your name breathlessly, trying to keep his composure. “k-keep talking while you fuck me, hanji. need it bad.” you moaned, your hand coming up to cup his face. he sighed and nodded frantically, his hips beginning to rock into yours slowly.
“I also found this, uh, new a-anime. It’s so, shit, good. you’d really like it, baby.” he continued on, his pace growing faster with every movement. pornographic whimpers fell from his mouth as he talked. “It’s about this g-guy, and he, oh my god, h-he finds this magic thing..” his hips stuttered as he fell silent. “g’na cum, ‘m so close, y/n.” he whined, as if asking you for permission.
“together, please. wanna cum with you.” you said, lifting your head up to place a messy kiss on his lips. he nodded, his eyes squeezed together as he tried keep himself from cumming. “oh, baby, fuckfuckfuck!” you moaned as your orgasm ripped through your body. “mm, me too,” he whined. he littered kisses all over your chest as he released inside of you, a loud moan falling from his lips that were now covered in drool.
he fell onto the bed, right beside you, and smiled at you sleepily. “sorry I talked about lame stuff,” he said with a pout. you giggled at him and kissed his cheek, scooting closer to him. “I loved every second of it.”