COLORED ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ | soulmate AU [ fem!reader X skz Ot8 ]

five

not y'all saying 'both' when I asked which you'd rather have FIRST 😭💅
You're gonna get both ppl dw dw, btw this chapter is looonger cause y'know 👄💅

( Smut!! 🌈⚠ )

Warning y'all- this is my FIRST time writing gay smut so um- this is experimental and very detailed- which is also why its so long lmao :')
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Stepping into the room, Chan closed the door behind him before turning to Minho. The older grinned softly before walking closer to the slightly taller male, gently grabbing his chin between two fingers.

Minho's eyes stayed on the ground for a moment before he dared to look up, and when he did, he saw a fierce look in his soulmate's eyes; one he knew all too well.

The look in Chan's eyes didn't mean danger or harm, and yet, Minho gulped. 

"Why does this always happen whenever one of us gets mad?" Minho mumbled, chuckling. Chan chuckled too with the younger male, nodding softly before taking another step.

The older moved both his hands up to cup Minho's cheeks and locked his eyes with the younger's, smiling softly. 

"This time it's not just cause of that..." Chan whispered, moving his thumb on Minho's cheek slightly. "This time, it's also to relieve some stress... I know you need to too" Chan said, a light chuckle escaping his lips right after. 

Minho's eyes shined for a second, a small grin making its way to his lips. 

The younger nodded, taking a step closer, placing his hands on Chan's hip, and almost pressing their bodies together.

"I do... actually," Minho said softly, making Chan smile a little more as the older moved one of his hands back to the younger's jaw, delicately grabbing it. 

Minho loved how gentle Chan was with him right now, but he knew he'd love it even more if it was a bit different.

"Yahh! This is sweet and all but you know how I li-" Minho was cut off when Chan's grip on his jaw tightened a bit, startling him just a little. the older's other hand moved down to Minho's waist. 

"You think I'd forget?" Chan asked in a teasing tone, grinning at Minho before pushing the younger back until his back pressed against the wall. Chan then pressed his own against the younger's. 

Without giving time for Minho to reply, Chan crashed their lips together, hungry to savor the taste he was craving for.

 A small whine left the younger's lips as his eyes fluttered shut whilst kissing Chan back with passion.

Minho's hands made thier way to Chan's back, lowering them down his body to tug on the bottom of the shirt the older wore. 

Chan paused the kissing for a moment, leaning away but keeping thier faces in close proximity. 

The latter's gaze was fixed on the other's similar dilated pupils, and they were both taking heavy breaths. 

Chan grinned at Minho when he tugged his shirt again and the younger whined in response when he noticed the grin on the other's lips.

"Do it, come on little kitten, are you scared of a wolf?" Chan muttered in a low voice, moving one of his hands up to Minho's neck, pressing one finger after the other on his soft skin, tightening them slightly. 

Minho bit his lower lip, a small whimper leaving his lips when he felt Chan slowly becoming more aggressive, just like how he wanted it to be. And though he always gives the older the upper hand, that wasn't before he puts up a fight; not to win, but for the fun of it.