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Request: Can you do a bang chan rope bunny one lmao like Y/N and chan were out with the group and then Y/N turned chan on and he ended up at Y/N house and she has a restraint kink or smt lmao

[1:24 pm] “What do you think of this outfit?”

You turned around, looking at what Chris had pulled from the array of hanging clothes in the store.

“Ooooo,” you smiled, running over to get a closer look, “that would look really good on you.”

“Ehhh, it’s okay.”

You both turned around, looking at the semi-disgust that flashed across Hyunjin’s face.

Rolling your eyes, you ignored his words, encouraging him to try it on.

“Hyunjin it’s nice what are you talking about?”

Chuckling, he walked over, winking at you,

“I mean it’s nice, but it would look better on me, don’t u think y/n?”

Chris’ jaw tensed at his words. Was Hyunjin serious? Flirting with you in front of him? His blood began to boil at the sight. Chris usually wasn’t a jealous person. But to you, he couldn’t help himself. He wanted you so bad, from the moment he laid eyes on you.

“Please,” you chuckled, lightly pushing Hyunjin’s chest, “very funny.”

Your laugh snapped Chris back into reality. He continued to look at the clothes, attempting to mask his annoyance. Hyunjin, well, all of the boys knew that Chris had a giant crush on you. They really knew how to rile him up, especially around you.

Going back to your own business, you looked at more clothes when you heard Minho call your name.

“Yes?”

Turning around, you almost choked when you saw the outfit that Minho was holding up.

“You should try this on.”

Grabbing it off of him, you placed it on the table, gasping at how revealing the outfit was.

“Minho are you serious?”

“Just put it on okay,” minho whined, grabbing it and pushing against you, “trust me it will look good.”

Feeling obliged, you took it. Part of you really didn’t want to try it on, showing all 9 of the boys just staring at you so vulnerably. But there was the bigger part of you that wanted them, him, Chris to see. A smile involuntary crept onto your face at the thought.

“Okay fine.”

You proceeded to the change rooms, when you felt a hand grab your shoulder.

“Y/n,”

“Chris?”

“Are you trying something on?”

Now turning completely around, the rest of the boys watched as he flashed his dimples at you. You innocently giggled, tangling your air around your index finger.

“Maybe.”

“I can’t wait to see it.”

Sitting down on the couch in front of the change room, you bit down on your lip slightly, admiring the way his legs spread all the way open when sitting down. Almost like he was inviting you to come and sit on his lap right then and there.

You hung your clothes up, hiding behind the door. Popping your head around the door, you winked at Chris, before shutting the door. Slipping out of your original clothes, your heart was racing at the anticipation of them, well mainly him, seeing you in such an outfit. Minho was a troublemaker, but he was a clever one.

5 minutes had passed, and the boys were starting to become impatient.

“Y/n you’ve spent 5 hours in there.”

“Yeah y/n,” Felix added, “hurry up please.”

“Sorry,” you yelled, “I’m coming now.”

It took you only 30 seconds to actually put the clothes on, but the rest of those 4 and a half minutes were spent checking yourself out, and damn did you look good. The black latex pants were tight, making your legs and ass completely toned. Not to mention, the black ribbed crop top, which was barely a top firstly, made your chest pop. It wasn’t something you would usually wear, but to say you liked it was an understatement.

Unlocking the lock on the door, you slowly showed yourself, walking into the middle of the store for everyone to see. The desired effect was achieved, making everyone single one of their facial expressions change. Deciding to have some fun with it, you brought your index finger to your lips. Slightly biting down on it, you showed a concerned expression to them,

“Hmmm I don’t know guys,” you pouted, “what do you think? It’s not really something I would wear?”

A few of the boys had a light bulb moment, not paying attention to anyone now but Chris. Looking straight at him, you laughed and looked down at the floor, giving him a moment to adjust his pants and sitting style, yet you could still see the boner that was beginning to form in his pants. Moving closer to them, you grabbed a nearby chair, facing it in front of them. Sitting backwards on it, you smiled, leaning even closer to Chris, giving him a full view of your exposed chest.

“You look um,” Chris says, voice cracking, “you look um, you look uh-”

“What he is trying to say is that you looked really good,” Minho smiled, gratefully finishing his sentence for him, “right Chris?”

“Oh, um yeah, that’s what I was trying to say.”

Looking up at him once more, you got up. Pushing the chair back in place, walking back over to the mirror, completely facing your backside to him. Yes, the other boys were looking, but they were more focused on what Chris had to say. Felix and Jisung even punched Chris, knowing exactly how he was feeling in this very moment.

“Hmm,” you huffed, “do you think I should buy-”

“Yes.”

You giggled, not even needing to turn around to see who answered. Thankful you weren’t looking, a dark shade of red encompassed Chris’ face, a few of the boys beginning to laugh at him.

“Nah,” you replied, “I’m not going to. But damn, it was funny to see all of the looks on your faces.”

His face completely dropped. Anger in him began to rise again. You sure knew how to make him frustrated. Quickly changing back into your clothes, you all walked out of the store, making your way back to the dorms.

Deciding to walk at the back of the pack, you began analysing everyone’s faces. Changbin, Hyunjin and Felix were in their own world. Yelling at each other about some stupid game they always play. Jeongin and Seungmin intruding each other’s personal space. Minho and Jisung giving you a few looks here and there. You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt a tight hand on your lower back, almost touching your ass.

“Oh hi Chris.”

“Cut the shit y/n.”

“Pardon?”

“I know what you were trying to back there.”

A smirk plastered across your face.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Christopher.”

“Be quiet. When we get back, I’m coming to your room, whether you like it or not, got it?”

“Okay sir.”

Breaking away from you, he clung onto Jisung’s back, acting like what just happened, well, didn’t. You smiled to yourself, looking up at Minho, who was already looking back at you, mouthing a ‘your welcome.’

***

Finally reaching the dorm, your palms began to sweat, heart pounding against your ribcage as you knew what was install for you. Heading straight to your room, you completely stripped, your body fully exposed as you turned the tv on, crawling under the sheets as you waited for him to come. Minutes in what seemed like hours were passing, your frustration and desire growing deeper with each second passing by that he wasn’t there. That familiar ache erupted between your thighs, adding to the sexual tension you were feeling. Deciding to relief some, you snaked your hand down your body, subtlety pressing against your clit. A sigh of relief escaped your lips as you felt the light pressure of your fingertips trace over your core, making you even wetter.

Losing track of time, you jumped when you heard a whisper erupt from the corner of the room.

“Couldn’t help yourself could you?”

Looking up at him, completely clothed, made you moan. Taking your fingers away, you sat up.

“Oh no,” he paused, walking over to sit on the edge of the bed, “don’t stop on my account. I was enjoying the show.”

Getting up off of the bed you sat on top of him, legs wrapped around his waist as you began to straddle him, feeling your bare clot run along his clothed boner.

“Take off your shirt.”

“Alread-” “I said take it off, or I’m not gonna fuck you,” forcefully wrapping a hand around his neck, “got it?”

“Loud and clear.”

“Good,” you replied.

Stepping off of him and pushing him by his now bare chest, making him lay flat on his back. Pulling your draw open, you pulled out your hand cuffs.

“Woah you undercover police or something?”

Not finding his joke very amusing, you grabbed his left wrist, locking it in, before attaching the other side to the bed head. You then did the same for the opposite hand.

“Is it too tight?”

He looked at you, confused how you could be so sweet in one moment, but the devil in the next.

“No, it’s fine.”

“Good,” you purred, crawling back onto him. Sitting up on top of his waist, you began to play with the strings on his tracksuit. You laughed, seeing him wince in frustration under you, not being able to rip them off himself.

Eventually pulling them down, you followed, face in line with his now throbbing cock, clearly pulsating through his boxers.

“You’re so horny for me Chris,” you whispered, making him wince from tracing a finger over his length, “Funny how I can have such an effect on you, isn’t it.”

“Y-yeah,” he stuttered, “you’re so sexy, I couldn’t help myself.”

Playing with the hem of his boxers, you looked up. Seeing him bring his bottom lip between his teeth, dying for you to just rip them off made the dull ache at your core intensify.

Teasing him enough, you pushed them down, letting his dick spring against his stomach.

“Wow,” you gasped, “that’s impressive.”

Reaching a arm out, you firmly wrapped your fingers around the base of his cock, bringing the tip of your thumb up to his slit, slowly moving it back and forth. He shivered, back arching off of the bed slightly at the subtle, yet pleasurable contact.

“Wow you’re such a big boy,” you cooed, “is this all for me?”

“O-of course,” he muttered, barely getting a word out, “it’s always been just for my princess.”

You stopped.

“Am I your princess now?”

That nickname drove you wild. Taking your hand away from his length, you moved yourself on top of him, hands pressed down on his chest.

“Yes baby,” he groaned s you began to trace your clit up and down along his cock, “you’re my fucking princess.”

Leaning down, you pressed your body up against his, letting his toned abs almost dig into into you. Connecting your lips with his for a moment, you moaned. The feeling of his plush pink lips feeling like heaven against your needy ones. Pulling away, he smiled, taking your bottom lip between his teeth. Sucking harshly, you moaned, looking straight into his eyes as he sucked your your swollen lip.

Your hands moved from his chest, roaming around from his stomach, then arms, then his shoulders. Sitting up, you laughed, beginning to move along his cock once more. Keeping your hands on his shoulders, you smirked,

“Wow baby, you’ve been working out huh?”

“J-just for you.”

“Mmmm really,” you asked suspiciously, “all for me?”

“All for you my princess.”

Not being able to handle the light pressure anymore, you hovered over him, grabbing his cock. Giving it a few pumps, you smiled at him, looking straight into his eyes, before looking down, lining it up with your entrance.

“Well then, if you’ve been working out for me, you should get a reward, shouldn’t you?”

No answer was needed as you lowered yourself onto him, hearing his loud groan of approval fill the room. You gave yourself a moment to adjust to him, before leaning back, slowly rolling your hips into him. You ran a hand through your hair as you tried to control yourself, face completely screwed up in the immense amount of satisfaction from his cock that began to run through you.

“Oh shit,” you blurt out, your dominant side disappearing for a moment, “this is the best cock I’ve ever had.”

Leaning forward slightly, you placed your hands on his chest again, now bouncing up and down on him, hard, completely indifferent about the pace.

“OH shit, yeah,” Chris hummed, biting down hard on his bottom lap, “I love how you ride my cock, just like th- holy fuck.”

He couldn’t even finish his own sentence. He threw his head back, eyes screwed shut. He wanted to touch you. Let his hand soothingly roam your sides. Flick your clit from side to side until you were screaming his name. But for the first time, he enjoyed being restrained. Loved seeing you completely in control. He was completely powerless.

Slowing down the pace once more, you hovered over him once more, now lying completely on him as your ass slowly bounced on his cock. Looking deeply into his gaze, you pressed your lightly sweating forehead against his, refusing to break eye contact with him.

“Please,” he groaned, “please y/n. Let me fuck you.”

You stopped moving. He was still inside of you. At first, he was confused, beginning to whimper from the loss of friction.

“What are you waiting for,” you hissed, “you think you can fuck me better? Go on, show me.”

Forehead still pressed against his, you watched him. Quickly looking down, he adjusted himself slightly, before starting to buck his hips up into you. Your eyes closed as a large moan escaped your lips as you felt him pound you, hitting all of the right spots

“Yeah you like that,” he growled, “look at me.”

Opening your eyes, you looked straight at him. Hands wrapped around his neck, you moaned,

“F-fuck, Chris. Your cock feels so good inside of me baby.”

“More.”

“No one can fuck me like you do Chris. I want every inch of your cock in me 24 hours a day, 7 times a week. It feels so fucking good.”

He kept thrusting inside of you. No mercy as he continued to work fast and hard for you.

“Fuck I’m so close,” Chris whispered, truly not knowing how much longer he could take.

Sitting up once more, you pushed your hands onto his stomach, forcing your weight down, making him to stop.

“Let me make you cum.”

You began to ride him again, making sure his cock was buried as deep as possible inside of you. You moaned simultaneously, the tension and pressure in your body building up at a very quick speed.

“Y/n I’m gonna cum,” Chris whined, the pleasure becoming too much for him.

“Cum then baby,” you moaned, your high not far behind, “cum for me.”

A moan of relief loudly escaped his lips, making your smile as you felt his hot liquid stain your walls. You kept riding him, seeing his stomach muscles flex at the overstimulation. Flipping your hair to one side, you went to maximum speed, now completely cumming undone all over his cock. You whined loudly, collapsing against his body as all the muscle tension had disappeared, body completely falling from your powerful high.

You rolled off of him, lying at the ceiling as both you were breathing heavy.

“Wow.”

“That was, something.”

You turned and looked at each other, bursting out in laughter. Covering your mouth with your hand, you whispered to him,

“Holy shit Chris, I hope they didn’t hear us.”

“They wouldn’t have. I kicked them out. Told them to go practice and I would be there, soon.”

Playfully rolling your eyes, you smack his shoulder, laughing at his unnecessary large gesture.

Getting up, you began to redress yourself, when you heard a groan coming from your bed.

“Why you complaining?”

“Can you untie me?”

“Oh yeah,” you laughed in embarrassment, “sorry.”

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