her? ⇢ chensung ✔

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apparently, there was more to the plan than what chenle had thought of.

it was pretty much a sleep-interrupting surprise to see jaemin and jeno beaming happily after knocking on their door at 2 in the morning, which finally led both jisungs to explain what exactly they planned for chenle.

what happened was that, without chenle knowing, jisung had discussed with johnny and ten to make his and chenle's official wedding a tiny bit special by setting the occasion at chicago instead. the well-to-do couple were excited anyways, they agreed on financially taking care of the occasion, as well as sending tickets to him, telling him to invite everyone he knew of.

fortunately yet unfortunately for chenle, their flight was at 3 in the morning, so he clearly was irritated at that too.

chenle let out a small yawn as the silk sheets on top of him ruffled noisily, haphazardly pulling them over to cover his exposed pale skin.

warm breath fanned over his neck as a pair of arms wrapped around his torso, pulling him into the warmth further. scoffing, he did not even try to open his eyes as he pushed his fiance away. "for goodness' sake, ji, let me have a good sleep!"

jisung snickered as he leaned in closer to leave wet kisses on the older's face. chenle's face scrunching up into a frown as his sleep was consecutively ruined for the second time, he opened his eyes to show a look a disapproval.

making up his mind to tease chenle even more, jisung pressed his hands on either sides of the bed between him, practically pinning a very taken aback chenle on the bed. "j-ji...w-what are you doing?!"

"i thought it was obvious enough," jisung supplied. "waiting for me to ruin your pretty little ass in bed, hmm?"

chenle's face tinged an intense crimson as he stumbled with his words, stammering as he felt like he was going to explode. even if jisung's hunch was initially correct— he was waiting for jisung to come out of the shower, he really did not want to get paralyzed; the older just wanted a sensual cuddle hence why he was not wearing anything."p-please..." he let out a feeble cry.

"please what?" jisung raised an eyebrow. "do you really want me to ruin you?"

"n-no, of course not, you horny dick!" chenle snapped, glaring at jisung like he was going to eat him alive. "unlike your god awfully high libido, i still want to walk for the best day of my life tomorrow! j-just...cuddle me please..."

chenle felt the younger's hands wrapping around his waist again, before being attacked with kisses. "as you wish, baby."

before chenle could say anything, he felt jisung's gigantic frame spooning him, his grip on him so firm that he never wanted to let go, yet so gentle like if chenle was made of glass.

content bubbled up inside chenle as he enjoyed the serendipitous moment, where it was just the two of them together, relishing in each other's presence...

... until he realised his fiance's dick was poking at his ass.

all the peace that was growing inside him turned into pure fury, instantly turning to jisung at breakneck speed, his glare so intense it could burn holes through skin. "oh for fuck's sake, you're horny now?!"

jisung merely chuckled as he left kisses on chenle's ear. "i guess i can't help it when you're looking like a whole damn meal on the bed," he explained. "no worries though, i'll take care of it."

"n-no...!" chenle blurted out, squirming out of the younger's grasp and pushing him on to the headboard, confusing him. "i'll help you out..."

"but, baby, don't you need sleep— oh fuck!"

jisung let out a sharp gasp as he felt the warm cavern of chenle's mouth engulf part of his length, his tongue teasing and licking at various spots, sending waves of blinding pleasire through his frame.

smirking inside, chenle effortlessly took all of his length, essentially deepthroating the younger's unnecessarily long cock.

deep, guttural moans and groans fell from jisung's lips as he pulled on chenle's hair, overwhelmed with pleasure constantly short-circuiting his brain, yet he was nowhere close to orgasming.

meanwhile, the older rejoiced in his head that finally he would get a long sleep without anymore of his horny fiance causing him trouble.

🍂

"you like that, xing-xing? that's for your parents' wedding tomorrow!"

yangyang baby talked to xingzuo, hoisting the toddler up in the air as the baby merely babbled and laughed, clearly liking his uncle a lot.

it had just been 2 months and the two had already gotten really close to each other. it was pretty obvious that when xingzuo grows up, he's going to be thrice as chaotic.

"uncle yang, lemme also hold him! no fair, you've been holding him for 2 hours already!" bae whined as she threw a fuss, yearning to hold her not-blood-related younger brother.

"you're too young to hold babies, bae," yangyang supplied, much to her dismay. "go and help your dad out instead."

"but—"

"bae, help me out here, please?" almost immediately, jisung's voice called out.

the child groaned as she reluctantly walked to her dad, who was busy walking with crates of flowers in his arms. "can you take some of the flowers and decorate the place?" he asked.

bae practically had heart eyes listening to the query. she nodded vigorously, vehemently agreeing to the idea. "of course, daddy!"

jisung let his daughter grab a few of the flowers as he watched her scamper into every single flower-less place she lays her eyes on. "just don't go too far, okay?" he yelled, hoping she would hear his warnings.

the child wandered and stuck flowers in the grounds where the wedding would be conducted, on nearby buildings, and even on yangyang's head.

a brainwave coming to her head, she decided she could be a little bit mischievous and stick flowers on all of her uncles' heads. seizing the opportunity where no one is looking, she scampered to the apartment where the about to be married couple was staying.

she ran and ran through the hallways, bumping into nomin and johnten, and then sticking flowers on them without them realizing. her final targets were her beloved uncle ji and aunt lele, who were somehow away from the preparations of the wedding.

as she reached for the door, she heard noises, which sound oddly demonic than human. she decided to open the door, but she was way too short to reach the door knob, making her jump and reach the door knob to barely twist it open.

meanwhile, jisung was still being overwhelmed with pleasure be felt like he was about to orgasm soon enough, yet he had enough sense in him to realize someone was opening the door. "fuck, lele, i think— i think there's someone at the—"

the door swung open, and almost immediately, jisung tried to cover up chenle with a blanket, who was still shamelessly performing his unstoppable attempt at fellatio. "o-oh, uh, b-bae, what are you doing in...h-here...?" he barely managed to speak, smiling painfully.

bae fell silent as she glanced at the room, especially at the especially suspicious bump in the blanket that was covering her uncle up. suddenly, her eyes grew wide as she screamed at the top of her lungs, running to her dad for help. "dad! uncle ji and aumt lele are doing the nasty again!"

that was enough for chenle to pull out and emerge out of the blanket, startling jisung. "doing the what again?!"

unfortunately enough, bae ran off before chenle could find her. even more unfortunate for the couple, they were about to inevitably face the wrath of her father that day.

a/n: OMFG I'M SO FUCKING SORRY FOR BEING THIS LATE SKHSHSKSHDJS 😭 😭

i've been procrastinating since forever, and since i didn't have any life and responsibilities for the next 4 months, genshin took over my poor attention span </3

also fucking hell, i want to write more smut scenes, i missed making my posthumous place permanently in hell lmao