Do What We Say // Chansunglix // Bottom Bangchan

Do What we Say

SUMT

CHAN X JISUNG X FELIX 

NOT MINE THIS IS AN AUTHOR ON AO3

When Felix and Jisung had invited him to play videogames with them, Chan really hadn't imagined this was a position he'd end up in.

Things had started innocently enough, they did start off playing video games. They bounced between Mario Kart and Smash for a while, then switched to FIFA, then back to Smash. Felix had pressed up close to Chan, practically in his lap, while Jisung leaned in from the other side with a mischievous smile.

"Channie hyung, let's play a game."

Chan had tilted his head, glancing at the controller in his hand. "We are playing?"

Felix's deep voice rumbled right near his ear and Chan couldn't help the shiver that had run down his spine. "This is a different kind of game, hyung."

That was when Chan realized he'd been led into a trap.

The game had been simple. The loser of the next round had to do anything the other two asked for the rest of the night. It had seemed simple enough to Chan, and he didn't mind the consequence, so what was the worst that could happen?

Well. Chan had lost.

He whimpers where he's squished between the two, Jisung is three fingers deep inside of him and Felix has him captured in an intense kiss that's got Chan's brain feeling melty and soft.

The commands had been simple in the beginning. Get me a glass of water. Clean up the dishes. Make us some popcorn. Chan doesn't remember exactly when things started to escalate. Sit on my lap. Call us hyung for the whole night. Chan had only complained a little about that last one before begrudgingly agreeing.

Take your shirt off .

That demand had been from Felix, and Jisung had been delighted following that demand with a snicker, "Yeah, show us your tits, Channie ."

Chan had blushed hard at the crude wording and lack of honorifics before obeying. It was nothing the others hadn't seen before. They all fooled around with each other, it just made sense, and yet Chan still couldn't help but go scarlet when the inevitable command came for him to take the rest of his clothes.

"W-What about you guys?" Chan had muttered, hands already unbuttoning his jeans.

And after that things had moved quickly, and well, here Chan was.

Jisung's fingers twist deep inside of Chan, pressing against his prostate roughly and Chan jerks in Felix's lap. Consequently, he pulls away from Felix's lips, his arms gripping tightly at Felix's shoulders where he's clinging.

"Fuck me already," Chan pants, dropping his head onto Felix's shoulder as he moans. Jisung scoffs behind him, fingers pushing in particularly hard.

" We call the shots tonight, Channie, not you. And didn't we tell you to call us hyung ?" Jisung counters and Chan wants to say something in rebuttal, but Felix has wound a hand into his hair, yanking his head back so that he can meet Chan's eyes.

"Ask hyung nicely, baby," Felix demands and something hot and needy coils in Chan's core. A part of Chan feels so belittled and disrespected, but a larger part of Chan just wants to fall apart and submit to the younger boys.

So he does.

Chan's voice is small when he tries again. "P-please fuck me... hyung."

Jisung's voice is all too pleased, "Anything for Channie~"