Unholy skz

Oops (Chan)

"Did you mean to send this?"
My heart stops. SHIT! The realisation hit me. WRONG PERSON! This is it. Fuck, there is no going back from this. Chan must think I'm a freak. I mean I hardly know him. He's my fucking step brother! Im literally better friends with his best friend, Jisung! And we're not even that close, the words friends is a push. I can't possibly live this down. That's it. Done. That's it, I'm moving to an apartment, maybe the moon.
That's the only answer.
"Because if you did...." Shit. Shit shit shit. "You're being a very naughty." I read his text quietly under my breath to make sure I was seeing this right. I would've thought he'd sue me rather than be into the NUDE photo I accidentally sent. Im still reeling from the shock of his response. Shit, his text bubble popped up again. "I had no idea you would be this much of a tease, spoiled kitty is wanting something else?." Wow! What! This time instead of my stomach dropping, i felt my heart begin to race.
This is a side of chan i never even thought existed.
"Maybe I did mean to send it..." i sent back before i can convince myself he's fucking around.what the fuck am I doing. Oh fuck, He's quickly typing back.
"She speaks." I can't help but roll my eyes, biting my lip unconsciously at his flirtatious teasing. I lay back onto the bed, waiting anxiously as i watch the dots on the phone screen bounce up and down. "A picture like this out of nowhere? Has no one taught you manners?" His tone is condescending and playful. I had no idea that it would turn me on as much as has. "Maybe they have, maybe they haven't or maybe it just hasn't stuck,who knows"
I respond, slightly testing the waters a little, wondering how far he's going to take this.
"I bet I could make it stick." practically squealing, I was shocked, excited even, at how he's driving the conversation so boldly. I thought for a moment and typed back, "What did you have in mind?" he wastes no time in texting back. Message after message about how he thought i was a tease but didn't know I had a slutty side. I wasn't doing anything to prove him wrong really was i. Then going on to mention all the ways he would make me learn some manners, and make me his little toy. "You'd be bent over my knee, telling me if you've been good or bad little slut that day." His words were getting causing a flood. I couldn't help but slip a hand between my legs, coaxed on by his lewd descriptions.
"It would take some time for me to decide best how to punish you for being naughty..Maybe you respond better to rewards? My fingers in your tight pussy, rubbing that needy little clit...would you like that y/n?" I begin moving my fingers in the way he is describing. Breathing heavily as i imagine his hands instead of my own.
"Or maybe you respond better to punishment. A spanking? Wait, Would you enjoy it too much though? Maybe I'd have to do both and watch for the best reaction." The idea of him toying around like this has me quickly feeling the familiar throb in my core. My mind racing with the possibilities his words inspired. "Tell the truth, kitty. Are you touching yourself right now?" I groan as i read it. He knows. He just wants to hear it.
"Wouldn't you like to know. What will I get in return for answering?" My response still being on the slutty side. Quite pleased with my cheeky attitude. I find a liking in testing him. As soon as i clicked send, I couldn't help but feel excited at how he'll respond. I wait eagerly, watching the screen and reading back through a couple of his previous messages. He's taking longer than before, in fact he isn't even typing yet. My mind wanders, and I begin to wonder if he got finally got bored or decided he was done for some reason... maybe he's upset or annoyed with something I said? I know it's irrational but this whole thing is kind of insane.
15 minutes ago he was the quiet and kind of grumpy step brother so who knows what he's thinking.
I sat up, feeling frustrated at how abrupt that had ended. The tingling between my legs fades slowly, I lay my head back, thinking about the converse we just had.
"Open the door." I let the message sink in for a second. He hadn't knocked? I couldn't help but wonder if he's fucking with me.
"I don't have all night, Y/N." Holy shit. standing up and tugging on my oversized sweatshirt, I began heading to the door. Before i could convince myself not to, I'm unlocking it and pulling it open. My breath catches in my throat, taken back by the georgeous man in front of me. Not to mention that the guy who just told me he'd make me his little toy is now standing in front of me, while smirking at my bare legs and flushed skin.
"Hi-" "' I would like to know, actually..in, fact I already know" he says, his voice quiet yet firm. He walks in and pushes the door closed behind him. My heart skipping beats at his words. He couldn't know just from looking at me...can he? "So you now? I don't-"
"You weren't touching yourself a second ago?" My eyes widen at how confident he is. He steps closer towards me, watching my reactions closely as he pulled me towards him by the hem of my sweatshirt. I say nothing, unsure of what to say,apparently caught in my lie.
"Do I have to check? Hm? we're you being a good girl?" He smiles a little, watching my face closely as my breathing hitches at the idea. I began to nod slowly, swallowing down my words. He chuckles slightly,tugging me with him to the couch, sitting on the edge. He pulls me swiftly to his legs, pushing me softly, encouraging me to lean over his lap. I hesitate at first, but he waits as I do it in my own time.i submit, resting over his thighs, nervous and excited at what's in store. "Spread your legs, Y/N." I sigh quietly, shifting to do so and hoping i don't look as awkward as i felt. His hand slid up the back of my thigh, moving over to my ass. Pushing the sweat shirt with it. I whisper quietly as he sighs, his dick hardening underneath me. I felt his touch against my inner thighs. His fingertips grazing back and forth over the soft skin.wanting him to touch me but he of course he's a teaser. "What's wrong, kitty? You're starting to squirm." His tone has me practically moaning for him. He watches, slowly slipping his middle finger between my slick folds. Dragging it back and forth a moment before pushing it inside as deep as it will reach. I moan softly, lifting my hips up and arching my back practically begging for more. He curled his finger slowly, over and over."Such a naughty girl..."

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