#bang chan x yn
the show must go on
pairing: bang chan x reader (afab)
word count: 1k
warnings: dirty talk, masturbation (f), voyeurism?? i guess??, mentions of cheating, reader is clearly a hoe
a/n: why can everyone write chan so easily and i struggle so much PLEASE?? anyways, i hope you enjoy!!
concept: car sex with chan like imagine it; a car park overlooking the view of the city lights, you’re wearing his most favourite hoodie with music carefully curated by chan himself ringing in your ears and moonlight cascading through the windows while his hands grip your hips so gently. you’re both impossibly close to each other yet somehow not close enough. he’s gracefully guiding you up and down his cock, instructing you how to ride him just beautifully. “just like that, babygirl,” he’d whisper small tokens of affirmation to encourage you, hands squeezing your ass as you bounce — making sure you know exactly how good you’re making him feel, “you take my cock so fuckin’ well.” and when your thighs begin to ache from the strain, you simply sit neatly on his lap — cockwarming him while your lips crash together and his hands stroke your thighs to ease the pain because your comfort is of the utmost importance to him.
chan drabble…
You couldn’t stop staring at them. No matter how hard you tried to avert your attention, you were just too mesmerized by the way his lips moved as he sung softly to himself. You felt your cheeks heat at the embarrassment of being caught staring at him but you couldn’t find yourself caring.
His lips were just so damnperfect.
Without thinking, you leaned forward, capturing them in a kiss that pulled Chan’s attention from his laptop, quickly sliding the headphones off of his head.
“W-What was that for,” he sputtered as when you pulled back, blushing furiously at the sudden affection.
You didn’t say anything as you leaned back in. You pressed soft kisses so his cupids bow, giggling softly as he pulled you closer to him. You continued to trail your lips across his as he happily welcomed your little kisses. When you pulled back to look at him you you couldn’t help but to let out a sigh at how pretty he was, bare faced, cheeks a light shade of pink and those beautiful lips even more plush than before from your consistent attack on his lips.
You gently ran your thumb against the skin of his cheek, taking in every inch of his beauty.
“You’re so pretty,” you whispered, leaning in to press a kiss against his nose.
Chan knew better than to argue with you, instead opting to pull you closer to him as he uttered those three words you never got tired of hearing against your lips. Let’s just say that the two of you didn’t do anything productive the rest of the night, favoring instead to stay in each others embrace as got lost in the feeling of one another’s lips.
