sex therapy || chanlix

#13 prompting

;'all i think about is you.'

•:*✿.': ✿.︎-*✿.;.✿': ✿.︎-*✿.:•

embarrassment flushed felix on the spot he once stood, eyes trembling as they landed on the phone laid on the couch.

not only did those moans get louder, but his heart swole and his forehead became tense.

'what the fuck?' was all that he could think.

what was playing on the device, wouldn't have bothered him even if it was a bit inappropriate. he'd seen porn a lot of times when he went through puberty at a young age, as it wasn't out of ordinary for a young teenage boy.

however, as he watched further, he realized those moans..they were both voiced out by males.

felix was too dumbstruck to even question why and whom the phone belonged to, and why exactly was such an explicit scene unfolding on it. was someone actually dumb enough to leave their phone while the video was still playing itself?

but then it struck him. there were only two people at the apartment right now, which meant it was either his girlfriend or his brother.

but no, he didn't want to think any of them could watch something so...graphic.

it couldn't be his girlfriend. no, she was straight. straight girls don't watch two males in intercourse. and that never sounded like someone as innocent as seoul-hee could watch.  she was still virgin, and was probably straighter than felix himself.

but that meant his brother. but felix just wasn't satisfied with that answer either. it couldn't be his brother, it couldn't. but when felix gave it some thought, he questioned himself, was minho actually straight? as much as felix could remember, minho never brought any particular girl to visit back at australia, nor did he ever have the topic of girls in any conversations.

then felix realized, minho couldn't possibly be gay. could he?

as felix just pondered over the thought of minho's sexuality over and over again, he gave in and let outa defeated sigh. he shouldn't assume somebody's sexuality.

perhaps, sexuality had nothing to do with what type of porn people prefer?

it was none of felix's concern, he didn't mind whatever sexuality minho was labeled as. he'd support him regardless.

but then his attention was diverted back to the screen which was progressively getting louder.

he jumped over the couch, landing on his tush as he whipped the phone in his hand.

eyes slowly widening in realization, he realized that the phone belonged to none other than his brother. he could tell since they had the same phone case- also a reason that showed how close felix and minho were to each other.

subconsciously gulping down the saliva in his throat, he started getting absorbed in the scene.

his breath becoming shaky, as he examined how the dominant male massaged the sub's thighs, by groping at his flesh.

without realizing, felix could almost clearly picture chan being in his place. his define, veiny arms massaging at his thighs and softly squeezing them in excitement.

his shaky breaths made heat rise in his body.

he didn't even realized how absorbed he had become, biting and nibbling on the bottom of his lip as he continued to watch how they prepped themselves.

everything just screamed chan to him.

the gentleness, the thigh groping, the soft praises and low grunts. he now started to miss chan's presence, even if he'd just come from visiting him.