Smoke Bunny | MinChan

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Minho stayed against his warmth, nuzzling against his body like a small kitten. Chan kissed his forehead softly before stretching and groaning. "Fuck, my back hurts," He complained, arching it in an attempt to crack it. Minho huffed and sat up, stretching before standing up. 

"Come to my room, the bed is better," Minho slurred, half asleep. He got up and fixed the room, dragging their belongings out to Minho's bedroom. It was six in the morning, and both boys were drained but they still had to get to school. Minho sighed and cracked his bones, stumbling to grab some clothes and pulling them on. Chan chuckled and pulled his own clothes on, freshening himself up and going to kiss Minho. "I just wanted to sleep, I didn't notice the time," He groaned, laying on the bed and rolling around.

"Wanna get stoned before school?" Chan offered, pulling out some pre-crushed weed and the small pen he carried around. Minho nodded and let him do his thing before it got pressed against his lips. Minho took a hit before letting go so Chan could also take one. "Some teachers are on strike again so you should be fine,"

"Give me more," Minho chuckled, inhaling a large amount. "I don't even wanna be able to think straight,"

"You can have more when we start walking, I don't want your mam finding out," Minho groaned and kissed him messily. "Come on, baby. We need to go," he laughed softly against his lips. Minho pulled himself up, bidding goodbye to whoever was in the house before leaving with Chan. He quickly pulled the turtle neck from beneath his hoodie to show off the hickeys and bites he had. Chan held his hand, handing him the pen every now and then so he could take as much as he want. They ended up out the back of the school, Minho on Chan's lap messily kissing him.

"Like, you're so perfect," Minho giggled, hugging him tightly. "What's the first lesson?" He asked, swaying them both side to side.

"We have dance, do you wanna go?" Minho nodded, he loved to dance. Chan helped him up and led him to the classroom. They were around twenty minutes late, and the teacher just ignored them to carry on with the lesson. Minho joined in, stumbling happily around Chan as the drug hit his system. 

"Minho, are you feeling alright today?" The teacher asked, walking over and holding a hand to his forehead. "You're really warm," She sighed, leading him to the side of the room and sitting him down. Chan watched amused, jogging over and crouching down.

"Babe, you alright? Did you take too much?" Chan asked, sitting next to him.

"Please I'm so fucking high," He chuckled, rolling onto his shoulder.

"I'm gonna take him somewhere," Chan announced and picked him up, Minho's lips on his neck as they walked. "You're horny arent you?" Minho eagerly nodded. Chan took him to a nearby changing room and sat him on the bench.

"Mm, fuck me," Minho giggled, hugging his neck and kissing his neck.

"I can't do that here, baby. Let me just touch you," Minho nodded and watched as Chan sat beside him. He patted his lap and Minho clambered onto his lap, straddling his thighs. Chan kissed him slowly, his hand slipping down and unzipping his jeans. Minho bucked his hips up, wanting to be touched faster. Chan laughed against him, pulling his cock out of his pants and jerking it slowly. Minho moaned into his mouth, Chan's tongue slipping in to quieten him down. He gripped his blonde hair, grinding against his palm. "Calm down," Chan reassured, his free hand squeezing his ass before holding his thigh.

"I want you," He whined, the hand around his cock speeding up. "Channie, please. Need something in me," His eyes tearing up at the empty feeling surrounding his body. Chan pushed his hand down the back of his jeans, slipping a finger into his hole making him cry out his name. Minho pulled his hair tighter, the other gripping his back.

"You're doing so good for me," Chan praised, kissing his neck. The younger bucked his hips in an attempt to ride his finger inside of him.

"Another- please," He moaned, head dropping forward into his neck to add more pretty dark marks. Chan carefully worked another finger in, the other biting down on his shoulder. "Mmp, so good!" He cried, head falling back as Chan's lips connected to the base of his neck. Chan slipped another finger in gently, leaving behind a few more bite marks and hickeys while doing so.

"My pretty bunny, my beautiful smoke bunny," Chan hummed, kissing his shoulder. Minho brought one of his hands to his chest, squeezing and rubbing one of his nipples. 

"Keep- Keep talking," He pleaded, taking in his perfect accent. "English though... need it," Chan chuckled lowly, leaning into his ear. He described how he'd fuck him in multiple situations, how he'd touch him slowly, use his body and kiss him till he was unconscious. Minho only got louder, biting down on his bottom lip to try and quieten himself.

"Look at you, so close just for my accent," He taunted, slipping a third finger in and rubbing circles around his prostate.

"I'm so close, Channie more," He almost fell back, the hand in Chan's hair being the only thing to keep him up. He kept whispering dirty nothings into his ear, nibbling his lobe and kissing his neck as time went on. "Cumming, cum-!" He yelped, pulling Chan's head to his chest as he came into his hand, body shaking violently as he came down from his orgasm. Chan wiped it all on some random towel nearby, pulling his fingers out and slipping his cock back into his pants. 

"Are you okay, sweet?" Chan asked, his voice soft.

"Mmhm, just tired and less high but still high," He explained, not wanting to let go of him.

"We can't do your aftercare here, would you like to try a different kind?" Chan asked, kissing his temple and rubbing circles on his back.

"Just want cuddles, don't go too far away. Need to touch you," Chan nodded, he was always clingy after sex. Chan lifted him up and hugged him close.

"I won't leave you, just hold my hand when we walk okay? let's go get lunch," Minho hummed in acknowledgement, not really wanting to talk anymore. He led them to the canteen and got himself some food he could share with Minho. Once he collected it he took Minho to the corner seat and put one of his thighs over his own. "Eat up bunny," He encouraged, holding a chip up to his mouth. Minho gladly took and cuddled into him.

"Minnie doesn't wanna talk," He mumbled, snuggling against his chest.

"Shit," Chan muttered, Minho was a sub how stupid was he to do it in public, "Baby, can you talk to me? Tell me what you're pretty name is," Chan smiled, holding his thigh.

"Minho," He looked up confused.

"What's my name, love?" 

"Channie!" Close enough.

"Can you tell me where we are?"

"School. Food place," His responses got better and quicker over time, the lost look in his eyes being replaced with something Chan could only describe as love.

"Are you up?" Minho nodded, eyes lidded as he almost fell asleep. "Nuh-uh. We need to go to class gorgeous, don't worry we get to sit together as well," He explained, feeding him a few more of the chips he bought and finishing them off himself. When they arrived at History everyone was in their seats working, the couple merely a distraction.

"Why are you late?" Fuck.

"Minho had a problem, I needed to look after him," Chan reassured, taking him to his seat. Even though he was out of subspace, he still needed to be touched. It was his favourite type of aftercare. Chan kept a hand on his knee, Minho's placed on top of it to comfort himself.

"Mm, hometime," He mumbled, just wanting to leave.

"Wanna go to my house until it's the end of the day? Then I'll take you home," Minho agreed and as soon as the lesson finished, they left the premises and went to Chan's house. Minho just wanted to cuddle, curl up into his lover's scent and fall asleep. And that's exactly what he did. Chan held him close, peppering kisses on his scalp as he looked through his phone. An unknown number rang him. He left it for a few seconds before swiping the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Ah, Christopher," Hah... fuck.

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