Taken ▪︎ Chanlix✔️

Yours

Jealous bottom chan uwu
Lix is still babie :]
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"She kissed me."

Oh.

He didn't have time to respond as Chungha finally made an appearance, her eyes immediately falling onto Felix who was too busy staring at Chan.

"Is he complaining?" She smirked, making Chan's eyebrows furrow. "Too bad your doll didn't like my tongue down his throat."

"Can I shoot her?" Chan vocalised, not bothering to hide his displeasure with the attitude.

Chungha rolled her eyes. "Atleast it worked."

"There were so many other things you could have done. And you kiss like a fucking donkey. Now get out, all of you," the mafia boss sighed, leaning into his husband, hearing Jisung and Jeongin cackle loudly as they exited.

The older let out a heavy breath, "now tell me what's really wrong pretty. "

The younger nibbled on his lower lip before shaking his head in reply.

Instead, he surged forward, Chan stumbling back further into the wall until he couldn't anymore, struggling to balance himself and having to hold onto Felix's shoulders.

However it didn't stop either of them from keeping their lips interlocked, the kiss more teeth and moans than their lips.

"Are you mad?" Felix struggled to voice with the older chasing after him with swollen lips. His question seemed to shake Chan out of his lust driven haze as he pulled away with a puzzled look.

"Why would I-." The brunette scoffed in realisation and let his fingers run through Felix's blonde hair, smiling fondly when he leaned into his hand. "Mad? No..."

His gentle touch roughened, fingers gripping the hairs on the back of Felix's nape tightly, and he yanked his head back, leaned forward, tracing the younger's adam apple with the tip of his tongue, and smirked when he shivered.

"Jealous? Yes. You're mine and I don't like sharing."

Felix whined.

"I'm sorry," the blonde forced out, hands falling to hold Chan's waist. "Couldn't push her away-"

"Couldn't? Or didn't want to?"

"No! No I swear I didn't know she was going-"

"Shut it."

With his fingers now wrapped around Felix's throat, he pushed Felix away, chuckling lightly when the younger tried to hold on to him and failing.

Instead he walked up to the large table in the middle of the office and sat on the edge, facing his husband as he unbuttoned his shirt and let it drop to the floor.

"Now here's what you're gonna do doll."

He watched Felix intently as he stood fidgeting with an obvious dent in his trousers, fingers twitching to touch so he beckoned the younger closer with two fingers, feeling his core burn with desire as he scurried towards him.