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thefantasyden · 1 month

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Needy Mutts

Pairing: Han + F Reader + Chan

Genre: SMUT

Warnings: Puppy play, exhibitionism, voyeurism, Dom Chris, Puppy Switch Sungie, double creampie, cum eating, oral (f receiving), oral (m receiving), hair pulling, marking, filthy dirty talk, some degradation, lots of praise, gets gentle in the end then is filthy again, slight dub con in the beginning? (established dynamic), mention of nipple play maybe?

Word Count: 2570

Summary: FILTHY Puppies jisung and Reader put on a show for their Daddy.

He couldn’t resist. You were laying on the floor scrolling through apps on your phone, completely unaware of Jisung's eyes devouring you. The underwear you had on was clinging to the outline of your pussy, highlighting your puffy lips and before he could stop himself, he was reaching out from where he sat against the couch, his arms slipping under your thighs as he move to lay on his tummy, tugging the thin fabric that was covering your core to the side so that he could lick one firm strip along your pretty pussy.

“Sungie! What are you-“

A growl vibrates against the flesh of your ass as his teeth sink into it, warning you to keep quiet and let him do as he pleases. You were the more submissive of the two of you, and he knew you’d do anything he wanted you to when you were unsupervised.

“You looked so good laying there like that.” He mumbles against your skin, lips pressing against every inch he can find. “Practically begging me to take you.”

You whimpered quietly, head falling into your hands as he lapped at your wet cunt in long, languid strokes, nibbling your thighs occasionally. You can’t help but to yelp when his thumb slides down your slit to rub circles at your clit as he continues teasing your hole with his tongue, feeling the muscles spasm as his tongue circles you.

“Daddy wouldn’t be very happy with you right now, would he?” His breath is warm against your pussy and you can only whimper in response, thoughts flooding your head of what Chris would say when he found out you were so easily influenced by Jisungs advances.

He was playing with you, working you up so that he could physically see the way your pussy was dripping for him, new waves of slick coating you just for him to lap them up like he had been lost in the desert for days and you were his oasis.

“Being so good. Letting me play with your little cunt when you know Daddy says we aren’t supposed to do this alone.

“That’s never stopped you before!” You whine with a pout before your eyes are wide, both of your heads whipping toward the door as you hear the distinct squeak of it’s hinges, Chris standing in the door way with an amused smirk on his face as he watches a very brief look of fear, followed by thought before Jisung chooses to dive back in, devouring you like a starved man with his only goal being to make you moan as loud as he could in front of your Owner.

Chris isn’t surprised, shaking his head as he kicks the door closed, slipping out of his coat and making his way to the couch behind where you’re spread on the floor, settling in as he watches the filthy show playing out in front of his eyes.

“Look at my horny little mutts.” He muses to himself, raising an eyebrow when he hears Jisung growl against your cunt. “Couldn’t even go a few hours without getting yourselves in trouble, could you.” It’s not so much a question as it is a statement of the obvious, considering this was a constant occurrence for you two.

Jisung audibly whines against your pussy, aroused by the degrading words of your Dom whilst simultaneously feeling possessive over his favourite plaything. Nobody in their right mind would expect him to keep his needy hands off you when you’re always so ready and eager to please him.

He slips two fingers into your leaking cunt, pressing down against your gspot as he sits up on his calves, rolling his eyes even though the man behind you couldn’t see it. All Chris could see was your hips pressing up to meet Jisungs fingers as you fall over the thin line between needy and desperate, only thinking about your need to be filled.

“What do you expect? Poor puppy is always wet and ready to be fucked. You’re not taking care of her, so I have to do it myself.” His words have a subtle bite to them, his free hand gripping your ass firm enough to make you hiss in pain.

Chris scoffs out a laugh, a dangerous smile tugging at his lips. “You think you’re so tough, don’t you? Think you’re such a stud, hm?” He’s taunting the younger boy, but he knows their true goal is a shared one. To have you falling apart entirely for their pleasure. He was rarely one to punish his pets for being such needy sluts. Truthfully, that’s exactly how he liked them.

“Prove it, then.” He eggs the younger boy on, his own hand slides down his body, connecting with his hard cock over his jeans and moving at an almost painfully slow pace, teasing himself as he palmed his cock through the rough fabric, his lip tugged between his teeth to suppress his groaning. “You have a pretty bitch laid out and desperate for your cock. Show us how much of a stud you are.” His voice has a roughness to it that registers even through the fog clouding your mind and it has you gasping a little louder, Jisung pulling his fingers from your aching pussy so that he can shove them into his own mouth, carefully cleaning them off before he slides them down your back, admiring the way his saliva glistens against your unmarked skin.

“Show me how well you can fuck our needy slut.” Chris puts a little extra emphasis on the degrading word for your benefit and his taunting has the desired effect, Jisung feeling his breath catch in his throat as he tugs his briefs down, Looking back at Chris and holding eye contact as he blindly teases your pussy with the tip of his cock, dragging it up and down your slit to get himself nice and wet before he presses it inside of you slowly, head thrown back against his own will as he feels the way your walls flutter as he sinks into you. He was always a little thicker than you could handle even at his size and you’re gripping at the plush rug that cushions your body against the wooden floor, the slight stretch forcing any remaining thought from your mind so that all that remains is your need to be filled and used by your favourite men.

Jisung doesn’t hesitate to press one of his palms between your shoulders, holding you down as you wriggle to try and get more of him inside you. It truly feels like forever before he’s seated flush against your ass, taking a moment to savour how well you take him in before he begins thrusting into you. He wants to tease you, to take it slow, but he can’t make himself be patient when your cunt is clinging to him, clenching around his length and begging him to pound into you.

He sets just enough of a rhythm to ensure it feels good for you, but his thrust are far from smooth as he fucks into you like he’s never felt pussy before, always losing any semblance of his composure when he has you. It was the only real evidence that he was as desperate and clumsy as you were.

“Feels good, doesn’t it Sungie? Bet she’s so tight around your cock huh? Poor thing. She’s so wet you can barely keep it in.” Chris has his zipper down at this point, cock free from his boxers and standing to attention as he fucks his fist slowly, his grip firm as he tries to mimic the way your cunt grips him when he fucks you.

“You just like watching me use her little cunt.” Jisung spits, trying to stop himself from rambling and failing miserably when he feels and hears how you react, your moans sounding pornographic as you move a hand to your chest to play with one of your nipples. You were so desperate to be touched and it made him cave almost instantly. He lets the words spill out of his mouth uncensored for your pleasure, finding himself eager to make you feel as good as he was feeling in that moment. “You love how fucking filthy she looks when she’s filled with my cum. How nasty it sounds when you finally shove your cock in her once I’m done with her holes. Fuck. Daddy. She’s so fucking wet. Feels too good. God. Need to ruin her. Please”

Both men are groaning, moans flowing freely from each one of you as you’re fucked dumb on Jisungs pretty cock, Chris moving from the couch to kneel in front of you, your tongue lolling out of your mouth when you see his cock in all it’s glory right at the perfect level for you to take it into your mouth. You knew better, of course, and would never dare to touch his cock without his permission.

“I think she wants you to ruin her, Sungie.” He coos, petting your hair gently before his fingers grab a handful. He’s only holding your head still, not tugging at all as he taps the head of his cock against your tongue, smiling sweetly as your drool for him, spit dripping down onto the carpet. You’re so fucked out at this point that you’re thanking them for being so good to you, grateful for their undivided attention.

“Dumb puppy likes to be fucked full, don’t you baby? Does it make you feel good when Sungie uses you like you’re a worthless toy? You like being our pretty fleshlight?” You try desperately to nod but the grip on your hair prevents movement and you can’t speak to answer when Chris is pressing his cock into your mouth.

“That’s our good puppy.” His voice is proud as he holds you still, not moving his hips. He lets you tease his tip with your tongue, knowing you love the feeling of having something in your mouth even more when you’re overwhelmed with pleasure.

“Gonna cum. Please. Please let me cum!” Jisung is a mess behind you, his thrust uneven and the hand on your hip digging in painfully as he moves his other from between your shoulders to the side of your neck, Chris moving his hand from your hair to allow Jisung to pull you back flush against his body, his mouth connecting with your neck to leave dark bruises, marking you possessively. He was still capable of just enough thought to stick to one side, aware that Chris would want to mark the other himself.

“So fucking pretty taking my cock. Such a tight little pussy. She takes me so fucking well, Daddy. She’s so good for us.” The words flood your ears and you clench around him intentionally, catching him off guard as his hips press hard against you, his cum filling you deep as he pants, Chris catching your lips in a tender kiss as tears prick the corner of your eyes.

Jisung is panting, struggling to catch his breath as he holds you close, eventually letting you fall forward into your Dom’s arms. He only gets a few minutes of peace before he’s being pushed away from you gently, the older boy carefully picking you up so that he can lay you on the couch and position himself over you, his pants being pushed down just a little more to avoid the uncomfortable friction of jeans rubbing against your thighs where he settles between them.

“You did so good baby. Do you think you can take a little more?” your eyes are wide and your hands are gripping his shirt, the tears now flowing freely down your cheeks. You’re pleading for him to touch you, whining to have your Daddy fill you. You could never have one of them without the other and not feel empty still after. You needed them both.

Jisung is crouched beside you now, kissing your cheeks sweetly and petting your hair as Chris drags his cock through the cum that was leaking out of you, pushing it back in as he buried his cock inside of you. He was bigger than Jisung, but you were too fucked out at this point to feel anything but pure ecstasy. Being the centre of attention always made you feel out of control and overwhelmed and they were ready and willing to soothe you, Chris pressing gentle kisses to your lips, trading off occassionally to nip at your neck just hard enough to leave marks as he rolls his hips against your own, ensuring he was fucking you nice and deep. He always wanted to take his time with you.

“You’re so good to us baby.” He coo’s between kisses, Jisung massaging your scalp firmly making you sigh with joy. “You’ve been so good for us lately. Our sweet puppy. We love you so fucking much.” His thrust become harder, keeping the same slow pace as he grinds against your gspot with intention, urging you to cum for him. He always made sure your orgasm was reserved for him, knowing that Sungie was always too eager to be able to fuck you through it properly.

He can tell my the pitch of your moans and the way you dig your nails into his hip that you want to cum, grabbing Jisungs hand and bringing it down so that he could rub circles against your clit, watching your tongues meet as he focused on keeping himself calm so that he could give you what you deserve.

“Will you cum for Daddy? I wanna watch you cum for him, Puppy. Wanna see you cum on our Daddys cock.” Jisung is whispering between messy kisses, your hands switching constantly between grabbing at Jisungs shirt and gripping Chris hip as he fucks you.

They’re both whispering filthy praises to you and your high hits you without warning, your back arching as you keen, whimpering like a hurt puppy as you’re flooded with emotion. Chris laces his fingers with yours, bringing your hand up to his mouth so that he can kiss your fingers as he fucks you through your orgasm, cooing softly when you start writhing from the overstimulation as he chases his own release.

“Doin’ so well. You can take it baby, I know you can. Just a lil more. You take Daddys cock so well, angel.” His voice is rougher and he’s lost a little of the calm demeanour he usually holds, groaning something filthy when Jisung manages to find a position that allows his tongue just enough room to lap gently at your clit which makes you squeeze the other man even tighter.

It doesn’t take long for Chris to feel his own orgasm ripping through his body, groaning and whispering his thank you’s, watching cum drip down to your ass when he pulls out. You’re crying and wriggling, the pleasure having been almost too much for you to handle.

He can’t help but feel overwhelmed with love and pride, kissing you before he whispers that he’ll be right back, leaving to get a damp cloth to clean you up just a little bit before he makes you shower.

He’s only gone for 2 minutes, and that’s all it takes for Jisung to settle himself between your thighs again, ignoring your pained begging as he tastes the mixture of their cum covering his tongue, shoving it inside you in an attempt to get more.

“I can’t leave you alone for even a second, can I?”

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dancerachanation · 3 months

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Stray Kids x Tommy Hilfiger

#stray kids #createskz #usersa #uservasya #3rachasource #usertsu #usersemily #meltracks #userjinnie #bang chan #han jisung #myposts #chansung #200

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joonsung · 5 months

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touchy feely

#chansung #stray kids #han jisung #bang chan #*#this is going to consume my mind omg

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incorrectly-correctamondobruh · 10 months

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Chan: I just need to hear those three little words.

Han & Felix: we love you!

Chan: I love you too, but try again.

Han & Felix: *grumbling* we will behave.

Chan: Thank you.

#changbin #hwang hyunjin #incorrect kpop quotes #lee felix #stray kids incorrect quotes #bang chan #seungmin #lee minho #lee yongbok #jeongin #han jisung #chanlix #chansung #sunshine #twins

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five-star-stay · 20 days

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#han jisung #stray kids #skz #han #lee know #minsung #binsung #seo changbin #bang chan #chansung #jeongsung #yang jeongin #skz 4th fanmeeting #fan taken

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love-zara-skz · 7 months

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Chan: i have a bad feeling about this

Jisung: what do you mean?

Chan: do you ever get that voice in the back of your head telling you an idea is stupid?

Jisung: no

Chan:

Chan: well, that explains a lot…

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felixify · 1 year

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Jisung : Uh...I think I got your lunch. * Holds up note that reads : "I'm very proud of you . Love , Chan" *

Felix : Oh yeah , I didn't think this was for me * Holds up note that reads : "Be good , for the love of God , Please be good" *

#skz incorrect quotes #incorrect stray kids #stray kids incorrect quotes #felix #bang chan #lee felix #han #han jisung #jisung #yongbok #chan #chanlix #chansung #jilix #felixify

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chrisbangsbf · 1 month

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Chan/Jisung

Explicit | 970 words

Tags: D/s undertones, cock dumb chan, petnames, blowjobs, deepthroating, gagging and drooling, facial

twt link | ao3 link

It's not unusual for Chan to space out a little when they do things like this together. It’s expected even. It's one of the rare times when he really gets to let his mind simmer instead of boil. When he doesn't need to take control or guide the situation, doesn’t need to stress himself with making important decisions. All he has to do is trust and follow along with whatever Jisung wants from him.

So, really, Jisung can't blame him for getting lost in his head. He’s glad to be the person who can provide that for his hyung, and not just because he benefits from it too. The positive effects it has on the both of them is always well worth it.

Sometimes Jisung fucks him on the studio couch, gets him on his hands and knees and milks his cock until he collapses in a pool of his own cum. Sometimes Jisung rides him, makes him sit back and relax as he kisses his throat until his brain does a factory reset. Sometimes it's just as simple as letting Chan sit on his lap while they work or snuggling up for a mutual nap until Changbin inevitably wakes them up later.

Right now though, it's Chan under their desk with Jisung's cock stuffed in his mouth. And Chan's really good at giving head– good enough that, on a good day, it could only take a few minutes for him to have Jisung spilling down his throat with a mouthful of garbled curses. But Chan's mind currently seems to have drifted off somewhere far away. His eyelids have fluttered shut, his breathing has evened out, and he's not really even moving anymore, just suckling on his tip mindlessly.

It’s kind of cute, to be honest. But the suction is so hot and wet and Chan is so pretty with his plump lips wrapped around a cock like this… and well, Jisung is pent up today. More than usual. Because the barely-there stimulation is apparently doing it for him– he feels like he could cum at any second.

"Hyung," Jisung whispers, running a hand through Chan's hair gently. Chan doesn't even hum in response.

Then, a needy, kind of evil, emotion bubbles up inside of Jisung. Before he can even stop himself, he grips Chan's hair harder between his fingers and thrusts his hips forward, cockhead hitting the tight space at the back of his throat. Chan gags immediately, wretching around him and blinking his big puppydog eyes open in a daze.

"Sorry, pup." Jisung grins, swiveling his hips in a slow, deliberate grind that has Chan huffing through his nose in what is obviously supposed to be a pout. "You know how much I love having you stupid for me," he coos, "but I can't fuck your throat if you're not paying attention."

Squeezing Jisung's thighs to signal his understanding, Chan gives a particularly hard suck around his cock and flutters his lashes enticingly. Like some kind of sex demon.

Jisung hisses, shoving Chan's head down until his nose presses into his pubes. "God, you're such a fucking slut."

Chan whines below him, letting himself be dragged up and down as Jisung fucks into his throat over and over. He's noisy with it too, drooling and choking as he looks up into Jisung's eyes to really work his magic.

Thankfully, the studio is sound proof, so neither of them have to hold back once they really get started. Jisung moans out loud, hissing through his teeth and smearing Chan's excess spit across his cheek. It’s dripping between his legs and down Chan’s neck. "Good boy," he praises, drawing himself closer to edge with each thrust.

It's when Chan swallows around him at the same time he brings a hand up to palm at his balls that Jisung feels it finally coming. Pulling out of his wet mouth and wrapping a hand around himself, he groans urgently, "Open up, mutt."

Chan swallows hard and gasps, taking a few deep breaths before letting his tongue loll out like a dog. Tipping his head back, Jisung smacks his cock against Chan’s pink tongue a few times before he’s shooting hot stripes of cum onto it. He strokes himself quickly, rubbing his slit over Chan's tongue and lips until he's drained dry– and then Chan looks at him and swallows every last drop. Even sucks his tip clean just for good measure, which makes Jisung flinch from overstimulation.

By the time he's tucked himself back into his sweats and wiped Chan’s face clean, Chan is still sitting on the ground between his legs, pouting up at him with wet lashes.

"Come on, hyung, don't look at me like that. I couldn't risk you actually choking," Jisung teases, reaching down to help drag him up off the floor and into his lap instead. Wrapping both arms around his waist, he pulls him close and presses a kiss to the tip of his nose. "You're the one who asked to suck me off. It's not my fault you're just a dumb little puppy that needs to be kept in line."

"Well, it's not my fault your cock makes me dumb so easily," Chan huffs, mildly embarrassed as he shifts his eyes to the floor.

"Hey, how about this," Jisung offers, smiling softly as he pets down Chan's spine. His eyelids are heavy, tired. "If you agree to go home with me right now, I'll let you cockwarm me while we sleep tonight." He raises a curious brow and laughs as Chan pretends to consider it. As if his nonexistent tail isn't wagging in plain sight at the mere thought of it.

"With my ass this time?" Chan questions, voice teasing.

Sliding both hands down to grab at his ass, Jisung hums amusedly. "It is the best, after all."

#chansung #chansung smut #chansung drabble #chan #jisung #skz #stray kids #skz smut #stray kids smut #chrisbangsbf

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hyunminsunger · 10 days

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ㅤstray kids matching icons/metadinhas (racha log ep. 07).

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jureumified · 6 months

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average awards ceremony

#stray kids #bang chan #han jisung #kpop #lee know #changbin #minbin #chansung

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bunnypig18 · 2 years

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#stray kids #meme #incorrect quotes #text posts #stray kids meme #stray kids incorrect quotes #stray kids text posts #minho #seungmin #seungho #2min #han #bang chan #chansung #aka the edition where jisung makes chan question is his life decisions

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violet-1atte · 6 months

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Kinktober Day Twenty-Four: Crossdressing - Jisung/Chan

Tags: Feminization, petnames like princess, baby girl, good girl, mentions of alcohol, fingering, anal, top!Chan, bottom!Jisung

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Fewer things in this world were more beautiful than Han Jisung. Specifically, Han Jisung when he got all pretty for Chan–when he put pretty hair clips in his hair, smeared pink shimmer across his eyelids, touched up his lashes with mascara, and emphasized his plump lips with a red, sticky lip gloss. When he would put on his favorite pink corset top and a pleated mini-skirt that barely covered his ass, stocking clad thighs leading to feet slipped into Barbie-pink pumps that made him at least three inches taller than Chan. Sometimes he even put on a wig.

Chan wanted to make that makeup run. He wanted to smear his lipstick across his face and watch his mascara flow down his face. Jisung always looked so pretty like that, tiny waist, soft thighs squeezed by thigh-highs, his gorgeous makeup all messy. He would whine and say Chan was messing up his hard work, but he loved it all the same.

When Jisung got home after a lunch out with Felix, a million and one scenarios of how Chan wanted to ravish him ran through his mind. He was wearing that outfit that he loved so much, the one that made him look especially girly and emphasized his tiny waist and curvy hips. His hair had been growing out lately and he’d gotten it curled so it fell in pretty waves around his face. Chan watched him like a hawk as he hung up his purse and bent over to take off his heels. Chan’s mouth went dry when his skirt rode up, revealing the underside of Jisung’s ass. While his whole outfit was pink, the panties he was wearing wear baby-blue. A color that looked gorgeous on Jisung’s tan skin.

He swallowed thickly as Jisung straightened up and headed over to Chan with a bright smile on his face, socked feet padding against the floor. Chan opened his arms for him and he collapsed against him with an “oof!”

“How was your time out?” Chan asked, running a hand through Jisung’s hair. He only then noticed that he had gotten a few glittery extensions. Cute.

“It was really good. Definitely ate too much food and Felix ordered a bunch of sweet drinks so I may have gotten a bit tipsy, but Changbin drove us back so we wouldn’t have to call a cab but I’m sober now,” he said, all in one breath. Chan chuckled and tucked his hair behind his ears.

“Yeah? I’m glad you had a good time,” he said softly.

Jisung hummed and nuzzled against Chan’s neck. Chan shivered and his hands went to hold Jisung’s dainty waist. “Mhmm, me too,” he mumbled against his skin. Chan shifted, trying to keep his arousal at bay. “I missed you though.”

“I missed you too,” Chan agreed. In more ways than one , he didn’t say.

Jisung pressed a soft kiss to his neck then and his breath caught in his throat. “I miss you a lot . And I saw how you were looking at me when I walked in, hyung. I’m not blind,” he said, pressing his soft lips to Chan’s skin again. Chan could feel the lipstick stain that was left behind and he took a deep breath.

“Sorry,” he mumbled. “You’re just so…fuck you look so pretty in this outfit.”

Jisung giggled softly. “It’s okay, hyung. You can say that you wanna fuck me. I know you like it when I dress up like a girl,” he said teasingly. Chan felt his blood rush south.

“I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into, Sung,” Chan said lowly. He squeezed Jisung’s waist as a warning but Jisung only smiled.

“Oh I know exactly what I’m getting myself into. I wouldn’t have said anything otherwise,” he said sweetly. He sucked on the skin beneath Chan’s jaw and Chan inhaled deeply.

“You promise you’re sober?”

“Mhmm. Just a pleasant buzz. I want this. Was thinking about you as I was getting dressed this morning. May or may not have fingered myself in the shower this morning too.”

Chan tongued his cheek and clenched his jaw. “Fuck. Okay. Let’s go to the bedroom then,” he said. Jisung giggled happily and wrapped himself around Chan so that he could pick him up. Chan wrapped his hands underneath Jisung’s thighs and carried him to their bedroom with practiced ease. He tossed Jisung onto the bed but was still gentle enough to make sure he didn’t get hurt.

When Jisung reached down to begin taking off his skirt, Chan shook his head vehemently and reached out to still Jisung’s hands. “No. Keep it on. I’m gonna fuck you in this outfit, yeah? Wanna see how pretty my princess looks in his outfit while I fuck him.” Jisung nodded and chewed on his bottom lip to bite back a whimper.

“Yes sir,” he responded softly, letting his hands fall limp at his side.

“That’s a good girl.” The whine Jisung let out was music to his ears.

Chan quickly went to grab the lube and a condom and then crawled between Jisung’s spread thighs. He ran his hands up from his knees to the edge of the stockings and pinched the soft flesh that spilled over the edge of them. Jisung gasped and bent his knees slightly as he spread his legs further. There was a small tent in his skirt where the fabric rested over his dick and the sight made Chan’s cock pulse. “So fucking pretty, princess. Wonder how many people were staring at you when you went out.”

Jisung shuffled on the bed as Chan continued playing with his thighs, his grip bruising even as he pushed his hands under his skirt to grab his inner thighs. “I-I don’t know,” he said shakily. “Was only thinking of you.”

“Even when you were with your friends?” Chan asked. He flipped up Jisung’s skirt and his breath hitched at the sight of Jisung’s hard cock trapped inside his blue, lace panties.

Jisung shivered as the cool hair hit his cock and he whimpered. “Ye-yeah,” he stuttered. “I–the reason I got off in the shower was so I wouldn’t be thinking about you the whole time I was out. So I wouldn’t imagine you reacting like this to my outfit. But it didn’t help, it wasn't enough. Wanted your cock.”

Chan practically growled in response, a groan getting trapped in his throat. “Shit, you’re so fucking sexy, Jisungie. How did I get so lucky?” he asked as he moved his hands to hold Jisung’s hips. He brushed his thumb over the tip of Jisung’s cock where it was leaking into his panties and Jisung moaned.

“ Hyunggg ,” he whined and then he huffed. “I want you, please.”

“You’ll have me,” Chan said. “What, I can’t take my time with you?”

“You can but not now ,” Jisung insisted. “I dressed up so nice and you don’t want to take me apart right now?”

Chan chuckled softly and leaned over Jisung so that he could kiss him softly. But Jisung immediately wrapped his arms around Chan so that he could kiss him deeper and he parted his lips to run his tongue over his lips. Chan smiled against his mouth and huffed but allowed Jisung to have the kiss he wanted. It quickly turned passionate and messy because Chan could never get enough of his Jisung and his mouth tasted sweet, like lipgloss and sugary alcohol and dessert, and so entirely Jisung that he never wanted to stop kissing him.

Jisung was quick to grow impatient though and after a minute he pulled away with a gasp. “That was enough time. Now fuck me, please .”

Chan grinned as he looked down at Jisung. He already looked disheveled, his wavy hair fanning out across the pillow and his lipgloss smeared across his lips. Just like he loved. “Whatever my princess wishes,” he said. Jisung’s eyes lit up with excitement and he smiled as Chan sat back on his heels.

“I don’t need much prep, ‘m still loose,” Jisung said. A faint blush spread across his cheeks and Chan’s heart skipped a beat. He was so beautiful it was unfair.

“I’ll be the judge of that,” he decided. “Lift your legs for me, baby.”

Jisung held his thighs up and bent his knees toward his chest so that Chan could get a good view between his legs. He hooked his finger in the panties and pulled them to the side, revealing Jisung’s pink, fluttering hole. It was still a little swollen from fucking himself earlier in the day and there was a bit of wetness left from the lube. Chan bit his lip.

He opened the bottle of lube just to be safe and coated his fingers with his. Jisung never took his eyes off him, his eyelids heavy and pupils blown. Chan pushed a single finger in at first to test the waters and when he was met with no resistance, he pushed a second finger in alongside the first. Jisung’s eyes fluttered, his eyelashes fanning across his cheeks. “Fuck, you really are loose. How many fingers did you use?”

“Th-three, for the most part,” Jisung managed, swallowing audibly after. “But I added a fourth at the end.”

“Shit,” Chan mumbled. He spread his fingers and Jisung’s body arched as he mewled.

“Hyung!” he exclaimed. “Please, more. I can take another, please don’t make me wait. I’m your good girl, right?” he asked, doe eyes pleading as they held Chan’s gaze. He clenched his jaw and his cock twitched in his pants. He loved when Jisung got like this, falling into the role of Chan’s baby girl as easily as he pulled on a skirt. It made waves of arousal shoot through his stomach.

“Yeah, you are,” he said. He pulled both fingers out just to thrust three in at once. He pushed them deep and searched around before he found the little bundle of nerves in Jisung’s hole. He grinned and rubbed over it with the tips of his fingers just to watch Jisung writhe under his touch.

“Oh fuck– hyung please,” Jisung whimpered. Chan’s fingers continued moving but he took a moment to look up at Jisung. Holy shit, he already looked so fucked out. His cheeks were fiery red and there was hardly any color left in his eyes from how big his pupils had gotten.

“Yeah? Please what?” Chan asked, tilting his head. He curled his fingers and Jisung’s back arched. He rolled his hips down to push Chan’s fingers deeper and when he hit his prostate again he keened. The ties on his corset top stretched across his chest as he took deep, heavy breaths to calm himself, but it didn’t seem to be working as Chan continued to spread his fingers and abuse his prostate with every thrust.

“Ah-ahh–st-stop, I’m gonna come,” Jisung said. “Wanna come on your cock, I’m ready.”

Chan hummed and stroked his free hand up Jisung’s thigh. “Alright, I’ll give you what you want,” he said softly. He bent down and kissed the sliver of skin that was showing between Jisung’s corset and skirt and removed his fingers as he did so. It was tempting to tease Jisung more, really make him beg and cry, but Chan was a weak man. Jisung really didn’t have to do much to get him to cave, especially looking as pretty and pliant as he did. The pink of his clothes matched the flush spread across his skin. He looked edible.

Chan made quick work of tugging his pants off and his cock bobbed up, achingly hard. Jisung didn’t even need to touch him to get him like this. Just seeing him walk in the door before was enough to make him hard so now he was throbbing .

He reached for the condom, but Jisung whined. “Nooo, I wanna feel you.”

“Are you sure? It’ll make a mess,” Chan said, but Jisung nodded.

“Yeah, I’m sure. Don’t care if I get my clothes messy. I just want your cum inside me.”

Chan groaned and cursed under his breath. “You’re unreal. Fuck. So perfect, princess.” He tossed the condom aside and got back between Jisung’s thighs. He tossed his legs over his shoulder and pulled his panties aside again to line himself up. “I’ll fill you up good, yeah? You don’t have to worry.”

Chan began to push his cock past the rim and Jisung tossed his head back, muscles rippling under his tanned skin. “ Ahh , yes, yes, yesss ,” he moaned at the feeling of Chan’s cock filling him up. He clenched around him and Chan clenched his teeth, inhaling sharply.

“You gotta relax, I’m gonna come too fast if you keep doing that,” he warned and Jisung took a couple deep breaths. Chan soothed his hand over the side of his thigh and brushed his thumb over the seam of his stockings. “Yeah, that’s it, that’s my good girl.”

Jisung whimpered, going lax against the sheets. “Hyung, please,” he whined, fingers flexing against the sheets. Arousal heated Chan’s stomach. He could never get over hearing how Jisung said hyung. He didn’t consider himself to have a hyung kink, but something about Jisung saying it, his usually caramelly-deep voice multiple pitches higher than normal, dressed in all pink, that made Chan dizzy with want.

He pushed all the way to the base, his hips flush against Jisung’s ass. He gave himself and Jisung a second to adjust before he started moving, but Jisung was quick to insist, “ Move.” So Chan pulled all the way out until just the tip of his cock was pressed against his rim, and then he slammed back in, the slap of their skin together resounding across the room.

Jisung moaned wantonly, ah, ah, ahs spilling from his lips as Chan picked up a steady rhythm, fucking into him with abandon. His skirt was flipped up over his stomach because of his position and his stockings began rolling down his thighs as they slid along Chan’s shoulders. Chan felt his whole body quiver around him as he pushed his knees further back towards his chest and angled his hips to hit his prostate head on. “So fucking pretty, so pretty like this,” he gritted through his teeth.

“Th-thank yo-ou,” Jisung hiccuped. His hole clenched around Chan’s cock as he pounded into him and he moaned pathetically. Pleasure pooled in Chan’s stomach at the feeling of Jisung spasming around him and he took a deep breath to calm himself. He needed to make Jisung come first.

“That’s it princess, you’re doing so good,” Chan praised when Jisung let out a strangled moan. His eyes were unfocused and his mouth was opened, producing a pretty litany of moans. A light sheen of sweat covered his skin and it shimmered under the light which emphasized the tensing of his muscles.

“Hhhh, f-fu-uck, hhhyung ,” Jisung moaned, twisting against the bed. “ Harder .”

“Harder? Want me to–mm fuck–want me to split you in half, princess?” Chan asked breathlessly. He snapped his hips harder and Jisung cried out, eyes rolling back.

“Yes, yes, yes, ohhh fuck.” Jisung bit his lip and his chest heaved. “‘M gonna–I’m gonna– ahh, ah! Hyung, there, yes! ”

Sweat dripped down Chan’s face as he fucked into Jisung and he could feel his own orgasm approaching. Jisung was like a vice around him, clenching so tight he could barely think. “Yeah, that’s it,” he said, squeezing Jisung’s thighs. “C’mon, come for me, let me see how pretty you look when you come.”

Jisung whined and his back raised off the bed. “Sh-shit,” he hiccuped. “I’m c-coming, hyung.” His cock, which by now was poking out of his blue panties, twitched and spurted cum all over the underside of his skirt. He moaned long and loud and Chan clenched his jaw at how tight his hole squeezed around him. He looked fucking gorgeous as he came. The pleasure was written all over his angelic face and the sight alone was enough to bring Chan to the edge.

His whole body buzzed as he gave a few final thrusts and finally came inside Jisung, making a mess of his hole. Jisung moaned as he was filled and the sound was the only thing Chan’s brain registered for the next few moments.

When his orgasm finally finished, he let Jisung’s legs slip from his shoulders and he exhaled. He fell forward, collapsing on top of Jisung and he grunted. “Hyung, you’re heavy,” he complained weakly. His voice was so soft Chan could barely register it.

“It’s all those muscles,” he mumbled against Jisung’s chest. Jisung rolled his eyes.

“Whatever,” he said playfully. He wiggled a little under him. Chan hummed softly and wrapped his arms around his slim waist.

“Let’s lay here, I’m tired,” he mumbled.

“No, my skirt needs to be washed!” Chan closed his eyes and pretended to snore. “Hyung! I can feel your cum dripping out of my ass.”

“Okay, okay,” Chan responded, groaning. “You know, you aren’t being a very good girl right now.” He poked Jisung’s cheek and laughed at the way his face lit up red.

“Shut the fuck up, oh my gosh.”

Chan cackled as he stood up. “Alright, fine. Come here, let me carry you to the bathroom like the princess you are.”

Jisung pouted but held his arms around for Chan anyway. “Mhm, that’s right,” he said with a nod as Chan wrapped his arms around him. He smiled softly to himself and pressed a chaste kiss to Jisung’s lips as he held him. Wow, he loved this boy.

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