[ 9 : 10 pm ]
Warning!: dirty talk, choking, claiming(?), female!reader
Chan as your dance partner; in the dance practice room
His left arm was tight around your waist, holding you against him as close as possible. Low grunts escaped Chan’s mouth while he snapped his hips into you. With his right hand tangled around your hair he harshly pushed your face against the wall. The way he treated you so coldly sent pleasures right down to your clit. You wiggled your hips in excitement and approval which weren’t gone unnoticed. Chan chuckled and wrapped his hand around your neck, spreading warmness all over your body.
“Hm, you like that, don’t you? When I treat you like a whore?” he softly cooed at you. His hot breath gently grazing your ear. “I could do whatever I want with you and like the good slut you are you would take it, right baby girl?” You nodded as best as you could, pressing your hips back against his.
“Good. From now on, you’re mine, baby girl”