Messed Up || Chanlix

Chapter 8

Chan laid there awkwardly while Felix cried into his chest. He seemingly cried for hours though it was only ten minutes. Chan just let the boy cry. He knew deep down that he had pushed his limit with his brother. Letting him have this moment was the least he could do. 

Chan felt uncomfortable being this close with his brother. Their bodies were touching almost everywhere possible. Felix rested his head on Chan's chest, listening to the unsteady heartbeat. "H-hey... Get up already will you?" Felix looked up at Chan and sat up. Felix's ass was resting on top of Chan's crotch. Chan quickly tried to push the younger boy off of him but failed miserably. Felix kept his ground and stared his brother in his dark brown orbs. 

Tears were still streaming down his face. Droplets of salty tears trickled down from Felix's face onto Chan's chest. Felix didn't say a word. They both didn't dare to speak. Felix lightly moved his hips backwards onto Chan. Chan moaned at the sudden friction. "S-stop, Felix..." Felix didn't listen. He continued to move his hips back and forth in very slow movements, the tears never stopped falling. 

Chan wanted to fight desperately, but couldn't bring himself to push his brother off of him. He loved what was happening but refused to admit it. He wouldn't ever admit it. Not for Felix, not for himself, not for anybody. Chan's body was fighting against him. He was harder than ever, so was Felix. He could feel Felix's hard member pressing onto his. Felix let out soft moans that were barely audible. 

Chan looked up at his brother and locked eyes with saddened ones. Felix looked broken yet so beautiful. His small body straddled Chan's more built/bigger body. Chan's room was pitch black, the only light coming in was from the full moon that shined brightly through the blinds. It was just enough light to get clear image of what was happening. 

"F-Felix..." Chan moaned. "We shouldn't do thi- ah!" Felix ground his hips down as hard as he could, causing Chan to moan louder in pleasure. Chan's guilty conscious was screaming at him, desperately calling out to him, begging him to stop. It was so wrong yet it felt so right. Felix quickened the pace. Chan instinctively put his hands on Felix's waist. He started moving Felix back and forth on his own. This action made Felix's heart flutter. 

Chan was too far gone at this point. His body was unwillingly acting on its own accord. He couldn't stop even though he desperately wanted to. Felix moaned loudly at the friction that was created between the two. They both seemingly lost themselves in that moment. Felix's tear stained face looked beautiful. Chan looked breathtaking under Felix. Felix wrapped a hand around Chan's neck just like he did that day in the kitchen. He lightly applied pressure on the sensitive spots on Chan's neck. Chan moaned loudly. He wanted to scream. 

Why does it feel so good? Why can't I stop?  The pace quickened. 

Why Felix of all people? The boys both moaned loudly. 

W-why is he so pretty? Chan desperately held onto Felix's hips for dear life. Chan squeezed the boy's plump ass as hard as he could, nails digging into the soft flesh and clothes. This elicited a loud moan from the brunette.  "C-Chan! Close..." Felix's grip on Chan's neck got tighter, lightly cutting off air flow. Chan didn't say anything. He watched Felix approach his orgasm quickly. The second Felix came, Chan did too. Felix took control again, moving his hips back and forth very slowly as they rode out their orgasms together. 

Felix crashed on top of Chan's chest for the second time that night. They both panted heavily, desperate to recollect themselves. They sat there in silence for a few minutes before Chan came back to his senses. "W-what the hell was that?" Chan questioned. Felix lifted his head up and looked at the boy questioningly. 

"You tell me." was all Felix responded with. His cocky attitude was back. The bastard Felix was so good at being came back into action. Chan angrily clenched his fist. "G-get out! Now!" Chan screamed. "Oh, so now we are back to this bullshit?!" Felix spat. 

"Leave! Just fucking go!" Chan shouted, tears streaming down his face. "You're just as much of an asshole as I am! Don't forget that!" Felix stormed out of Chan's bedroom. There was so much pain laced in his voice. Both of them were hurting. Chan crashed back onto his bed and screamed. How could he be so reckless? How could he allow this happen?  

Chan quickly hopped into the shower to hopefully wash away the sin that he had just committed. He cried under the hot shower water. Chan promised himself he would never allow such things to happen yet he did. He betrayed himself. Was Felix's crying all just an act? Was it a way of manipulating Chan into getting what he wanted? 

Chan quickly shook his head. Felix only ever cried when he was genuinely hurt and upset. There was no way all of that was just a façade. Felix was cruel but he wasn't that cruel. Chan felt more confused than he did before. All of these emotions felt like they were going to be the death of him. 

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so i have been spending my last two days writing these chapters because i have nothing better to do really. ive been feeling very inspired so i have taken it upon myself to write as much as i can and take advantage of the motivation i have. i truly am happy with how this story is coming out. I am trying desperately not to psych myself out though. i am afraid of having this story turn out shitty as time passes. i feel like there is much room for improvement like detail and such. let me know what you guys think! constructive criticism is appreciated <3