Feel Something (BounPrem FF)

Chapter 24: Hungry 🔞

Chan watched as Sinn fixed the locket. His senior wore funny glasses and paid extremely close attention to the tiny pieces. “Hia…,” he whispered.
   
“Chan…what did I tell you?”
   
Chan rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “Sit and be a good boy.” Sinn smiled as those were not his exact words.
   
“I told you I need silence and no distractions.” His eyes stayed on the locket, almost done putting it back together with his tiny tools.
   
“I have too much energy. Why did Dee take his gaming console back? I couldn’t even find any cartoons.” Chan laid down on the couch and brought his legs up, sitting upside down.

Click!
   
“There.” Sinn held up the locket and put the chain through the loop, completing it. “It's done.” He whipped his glasses off, holding it up to see his work.
   
“Really? You really fixed it?”
   
Sinn walked over to Chan and squatted down to the boy's level. “Yes. My grandpa was a jeweler. He taught me some things.” Sinn lifted Chan's head onto his knee and wrapped the chain around the boy's neck, clipping it in the front, then turning it around.
   
Chan held his breath as Sinn touched his neck, where there were kisses the night before. His heart was pounding so loud he thought Sinn would surely hear. Instead, Sinn brushed the hair from Chan’s face and patted the boy’s head. The senior then stood back up, letting Chan's head fall back to where it was. Sinn went to the kitchen, secretly affected just by touching Chan. He couldn’t remember how he let the boy get to him so much.
   
Chan let his legs fall to the side and sat up slowly. His stomach ached as he pulled himself up and he had to hold it with his arm, wincing in pain.
   
“What’s wrong?”
   
Chan's eyes dashed over to Sinn, who was watching him from the counter. “Huh?”
   
Sinn nudged his head towards the boy, looking directly at his stomach. “Why are you like that?”
   
Chan lifted his arm and put it to his side. He didn’t want Sinn to know what happened, because to Chan it was embarrassing. He should’ve defended himself, but he had lost his mind for a second. “It’s sore from being with you all night.”
   
Sinn squinted his eyes at the boy. “You say that as if I made you do everything alone. My stomach doesn’t hurt like that.” He walked back over Chan and gripped the bottom of the plain black shirt.
   
“Hey!” Chan pushed against Sinn's hands, but it was too late, as Sinn had already seen the damage that was done. Chan looked at Sinn for a reaction, because he wasn’t sure what his senior would think.
   
“Is this from the fight?”
   
“How did you know...?”
   
“Roon found Dee and Sook and told them. They called me to find you.” Sin  looked over all of the bruises, lightly poking one.
   
“Oi! I’m hurting!”
   
Sinn stood up and retrieved an ice pack and a towel for the boy. He came back and lifted the shirt off Chan. “Use this.” He helped Chan lay down and put the pack on the biggest bruise. Sinn watched Chan's body squirm from the cold. The boy's bare chest revealed his nipples hardening and his waist called to Sinn but he resisted and quickly covered Chan with a nearby blanket.
   
“I did it…”
   
Sinn looked at Chan confused. “Did what?”
   
Chan gave him a tired smile. “I thought you’d never warm up to me.” Sinn thought so, too. He never thought that his loud-mouthed junior would be the one person he would give in to. Chan reached out for his hand to rest on Sinn's cheek. “I was sure you’d kill me by now,” he laughed.
   
Sinn nudged his arm. “Stupid. Why would I kill you?” He got up and patted Chan's head again, ruffling the boy's hair this time.
   
Chan grabbed his arm before he could leave his side. “Wait, come back.”
     
Sinn looked down at Chan's hand. “Why? Aren’t you hungry? You’ve only eaten breakfast.”
   
“I can only think of one thing I want to eat right now.” A smirk appeared on the boy's face, taunting Sinn.
   
His senior chuckled, trying to hold himself back. “You're too confident for your own good.”
 

****SMUT Warning****
 
 
 
Chan stuck out his bottom lip and put on his best pouty face until Sinn gave in. Sinn put both hands on each side of the boy's head as he hovered over him. Chan gripped Sinn's hips, bringing him down to meet his own.
   
The boy reached his face up to kiss Sinn, looking into his eyes before closing them. When his eyes were closed it felt like everything around them didn’t matter anymore. Chan sucked on Sinn's lips until he opened them, making way for the boy's tongue to roam freely.
   
“Mmm…” Chan moaned when Sinn's tongue returned the favor and entered his mouth, licking and sucking every inch of it. “…mmmm…”
   
Sinn thought the boy tasted sweet, and wanted to devour him with the chance he was given. He started grinding his hips on Chan, rubbing himself against Chan's already hard member.
   
Chan's hands moved to Sinn's shoulders and squeezed as he felt the pressure in his stomach. He took a break from kissing to try and catch his breath. “Hia…,” Chan pleaded.
   
Sinn sat up, then hopped off and left the living room. Chan was left bewildered and hard as a rock. He was panting as he sat up, removing the ice pack and towel from his stomach. He wondered what happened to Sinn, and got up to find out.
   
He turned into the hallway, not sure which room was Sinn's. The door next to him opened, however, and Sinn pushed Chan against the wall. Before Chan could say anything, Sinn was at his neck, sucking and nibbling.
   
Chan's eyes could barely stay open as Sinn bombarded him with the kisses and began touching him. Sinn grabbed every part of the boy's upper body. His skin was exposed and it turned Sinn on too much to see Chan like that.
   
Sinn looked down at Chan's joggers and the string hanging out the front. He let his hands rub Chan’s chest before moving down slowly. Chan’s breathing only intensified his senior's experience. Sinn pulled the hanging string, and Chan, to his room down the hall.
   
If Sinn really wanted his way, he would have Chan right there in the hallway, but he knew Dee could go over at any time and he didn’t want to risk that. He shut the door as soon as Chan entered his room, and pushed the boy against the wall again, turning him around to face it.
   
Chan placed his palms on the cold wall, feeling his pants and boxers disappear from his body. He could hear a wrapper tearing open, and kicked his clothes away from his ankles. Sinn covered himself in a condom that he knew Dee had in his spare room. He had never been so thankful for his stepbrother's proactivity.
   
Chan had already prepared himself, spreading his legs apart to take Sinn in. Sinn's hands roamed one more time before one squeezed Chan's shoulder and the other aimed himself into the boy.
   
“Ahhhh…” Chan was still sore from the night before, but he wanted it so badly and he figured he could really rest after the second time. He could feel Sinn's tip, then slowly the rest of the hard shaft fill him up. “Mmmm…” He bit his bottom lip to stop himself from being too loud. He knew Sinn must’ve had neighbors, and didn’t want them to complain.
   
Sinn lost himself in the boy's tight hole. He started pulsing harder and faster and rested his forehead on Chan's shoulder as he pumped in and out, holding onto the boy's hips. Chan's moans only made him lose control. He reached up and lightly gripped Chan's hair, pulling the boy's face to his.
   
Chan's mouth was bombarded by Sinn's tongue and he moaned into his senior's mouth. “Uhhh…”
    
“Mmmmm….” Sinn moaned as he pumped harder.
   
“Uhhhh…Sinn…right there…” Chan lost his breath as Sinn hit his sweet spot over and over again.
   
Sinn loved hearing his name from Chan's mouth, and rewarded him with a hard fucking. Chan had to grab himself as he couldn’t hold back anymore. Cum was leaking from his tip and he needed to release. Sinn attached his mouth to the boy's neck as he fucked him fast and rough.
   
“Uhhhh...yes…Sinn…” Chan stroked his cock, trying to keep up with Sinn's movements.
   
Sinn held the boy's hips again, and harder when he saw Chan arch his back, sticking his butt out further. “Good boy…”
   
Chan had never felt so good until he was met with Sinn's cock. He had never wanted something so badly until Sinn had taken him the night before. He had stuck his butt out and Sinn's words only made him work harder. He reached back with his free hand and held Sinn's head at his neck, needing him to stay there. He didn’t care if Sinn left marks, because he wanted any and all of them if they were from him only.
   
“Uhhh...shit…Sinn…I’m close…”
   
Sinn bit Chan's neck when he heard his name and heard the boy hiss through his teeth. Sinn sucked and fucked him as hard as he could until he felt the boy twitching.
   
“Ugh!!” Chan put his hands on the wall to keep him from falling as Sinn pulsed a few more times.
   
The senior pulled himself out, sensitive to the feeling. “Ahhh…” He lifted his hands, revealing imprints of his rings on Chan's skin.
   
Chan turned around and leaned against the wall, watching Sinn take off the condom that he filled. “Hia…I’m hungry now…”