VerChan Taco Smut

Revenge of the Taco

It was just the two of them in the dorms tonight. They were just supposed to eat dinner and then watch a movie. Chan should've known better when Hansol came back with take out containers of tacos in his hands. He set them down on the table in front of the couch, then sat down next to Chan. The bag wasn't tied this time so they didn't have to fight to open it.

Chan took his first taco and took a bite, moaning as he did. Not noticing Hansol watching him while eating his own. Chan ate the first taco and grabbed his next one. He took the first bite, and same thing happened again. Before he could take another bite though, Hansol tackled him down onto the couch. Chan dropped his taco onto himself, and the one Hansol had been holding was now smushed between them.

Hansol hungrily kissed Chan, pushing himself up against him. His one hand was in the back of Chan's head while the other was grabbing his butt. Chan had grabbed onto Hansol's shirt. After making out for a minute, Hansol pulled away.

"What is it with tacos?" Chan asked.
"It's actually not the tacos. It's you, your moans when you eat them, you showing your cuteness by asking what I had meant way back."

Hansol went to pull off Chan's shirt, discarding it onto the ground and spilling more taco stuff all over them. He then grabbed the sour cream and squirted it directly onto Chan's chest.

"Hyung!" Chan exclaimed. Hansol then bent down and started to lick up Chan's chest, causing the younger to moan. He stopped licking when it was all gone. Instead of lifting his head up though, his put his mouth on the spot and sucked. He lifted himself up and looked at Chan.

Chan was covered in tacos. Some of it had even managed to get in his hair by the looks of it. Hansol got up and held out a hand for Chan.

"Let's go take a shower, you're kind of a mess."
"Yeah, I feel gross."

Chan took Hansol's hand and together they went to the bathroom. Chan shut the bathroom door and then Hansol loosened his pants and pulled down taking his underwear with him. Then he undressed himself and turned on the shower.

"Is this too hot or too cold?" Hansol asked him. Chan went over to feel the water.
"It's perfect." He said, getting in. Hansol followed in after him.

Before Chan could grab the soap or anything, he was turned around and gently pushed against the wall. Hansol's hands on either side of him.

"I'm not done, Lee Chan". Hansol then kissed him, this time the shower water pouring down on them. Chan wrapped his arms around the taller to keep himself from falling. Hansol had his hands on Chan's waist. They made out for a minute, mouths open and tongues dancing around.

As Hansol pulled away, he nipped Chan's bottom lip lightly. Kissing down his neck, he stopped at a spot and left another hickey. Chan moved his head to give him easier access to his neck. Hansol left a couple more marks before backing off.

Getting on his knees, Hansol took Chan's dick in his mouth and took him whole. After bobbing his head up and down a few times, he licked up the shaft and over the slit. Chan moaned, throwing his head back.

"H-Hansol I'm gonna..." Chan breathed out. His hands found the older's shoulders and he gripped on for dear life. Hansol just kept on sucking Chan off. Catching every drop. He stood back up carefully, Chan still holding onto him.

They kissed, short and sweet this time around. Chan then slowly got down on his knees, Hansol helping him out. As soon as he was safely down, he kissed the tip of Hansol's dick. Then he took it into his mouth and licked the slit.

Hansol had gripped Chan's hair, resisting the urge to pull it. Chan slowly made his way up, taking Hansol in more and more. Once he got to the top he ran his tounge back down the length, swirling it around the bottom. He repeated a few more times.

"Chan. Fuck. You're so... good at this." Hansol told him. Chan just hummed. After a few more times, some with more licks than others or an extra swirl, Hansol lost it. He came, some of it got on Chan's face and in his hair. Chan had his eyes closed thankfully.

"Channie, you're a bigger mess now." Hansol laughed after he finished. He then grabbed a washcloth and started to clean off Chan. Then they both actually cleaned themselves off for real.

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Seungcheol didn't even want to know anymore. There was taco everywhere. Some white cream was on the table. He'll just make Hansol clean it up later.