"I'll punish you."
Chan's words echoed in Jisung's head, sending a wave of excitement through his body. He stood still for a moment, letting his mind imagine unholy images as a tent formed in his jeans. He bit his lip, shaking his head to regain his senses. Suddenly, Jisung felt someones hand on his shoulder, scaring him shitless. He turned to face a joyful Seungmin, who handed him a drink before slapping his butt and pulling him towards the dance floor. Jisung took a large sip, feeling the familiar tingles from the alcohol. He smiled confidently, eying me as I kept dancing to the loud music. Jisung made his way towards me, cutting my breath short as he got close, placing his hand on my hip, his hungry gaze meeting mine. He guided my hips to the rhythm of the bgm, winking at me as we kept dancing, grinding against each other, surrounded by the smell of cocktails and beer.
Not far Chan was infuriated, watching silently as Jisung made a bold move.
"that fucking brat"
He said, chugging his drink as he got up. Unbuttoning the top of his shirt to get some air, also showing off his pecs. He combed his fingers through his hair as he felt anger rising within him. All rational parts of his brain shut off, primal instincts kicking in as he made his way from the table to the group of sweaty tipsy dancers. He made his way through the crowd. Most people moving out of his way after seeing his dark expression. Jisung and I kept on dancing, now I was leaning my back against him as we swayed to the beat. Chan got to us from behind, not announcing himself as he just placed his strong grip on Jisungs shoulder. We turned around, Jisung giving me a look of terror as he got almost picked up by an angry Christopher, practically growling at him. I look at them, confused for a minute before I realize the reason of their strange behaviours.
I approach Chan, looking at him with innocent eyes as I rub my palm over his chest, tilting my head to the side before saying
"Why you mad Chan? We were just having some fun, isn't that right Jisung?"
The younger looked back at Chan, smiling as he answered me
"Yeah Channie, we were just having fun"
Chan glared back at us, the sweat on his tensed forehead glistening with the reflexion of the club lights. He knew exactly what we were doing and he hated it as much as he loved it deep inside. His dick twitched, hardening with the thought of making us behave by railing us rough. With each hand he rubbed both Jisung and my cheek, pretending for a moment to let us off softly, before his grip tightened around our throats. He smirked at us, seeing how I was going crazy, getting wetter by the second. Jisung on the other hand, closed his eyes, letting out a choked moan as Chan had gripped him.
"I'm not done with you two. Meet me at the car in two minutes"
With that he let go, making us lose our balance as we stood on trembling legs, horny as all hell.
"from now I won't accept Chan, you call me daddy. Understood?"
He looked down at us, waiting for our response. Almost as though we were in a trance, Jisung and I answered in unison
"Yes daddy"
Feeling shivers down my spine, I watched as Chan turned his back on us, walking away to the bar.
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IM SORRY WHY DO I KEEP MAKING MULTIPLE PARTS AAAAAAH
I'll post soon I promise 👹
Chan in Thunderous era be like ->❤️🩹
