brat // bang chan

chapter eighteen 🔞

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lee miyeon

the kiss quickly got heated as the thin shorts chan wore didn't leave much to imagination when he started getting hard. his hands that were once sweetly cupping my face were now roughly gripping at my hips as i teasingly grinded down onto him.

"you gotta stop doing that." he chuckles breathlessly, throwing his head back against the headboard to catch his breath.

"why?" i pout, eyes trailing down his neck. the urge to mark him became overwhelming, but i knew i couldn't do it. at least, not somewhere visible.

"because i can't— i'm not in the best condition to do what i want to do to you right now." his breathing still labored as he spoke.

"and what is that?" i tease, grinding down on him once again.

"i— what?" he groans.

"what do you want to do to me right now?" i clarify, tugging on the hem of his shirt. he chuckles, his gaze
going dark as he grabs my hands, intertwining his fingers with mine.

"i want you moaning my name so loud the whole dorm knows what we're doing." he spoke sweetly, as if he wasn't making my back arch at just the thought of us doing something like that. but i wanted to keep teasing him.

"i guess it's a shame that you're hurt." i shrug nonchalantly, unable to hide the sly smile pulling at my lips. "i guess we'll have to do something else in the meantime." he raises his eyebrows in amusement as i smile at him.

"yeah? what do you have in mind?" he fires back, my teasing not seeming to effect him in the slightest.

"that's for me to know, and for you to sit back and enjoy." i tease, releasing his hands as i drag mine down his torso, hooking my fingers in the hem of his shorts.

"baby girl..." he hisses, chest heaving as he watches me pull the shorts down to his mid thigh. i climb off of his lap, sitting down next to him so that i could have the perfect angle.

"shhh, let me make you feel better." i whisper, palming him though his boxers.

"fuck— miyeon, you don't have to..." he groans, throwing his head back once again.

"that's not my name, daddy." i tsk, giving his cock a light squeeze through his boxers. he chuckles, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth.

"i've taught you well, baby girl." he praises, letting out another groan as i begin to pull his boxers down. his hard cock springing free, precum leaking from his tip. i took a moment to take him in, his size was pretty intimidating, my mouth watering at the sight. i didn't say anything as i lower my mouth to his tip, pressing a light kiss against it. "fuck..." he breathes, one of his hands moving to grip the back of my neck. "don't tease me, baby girl."

"i'll do what i want." i look up at him with a smirk. he did not like that. his grip on my neck tightens as he lifts my head up and away from his needy cock.

"wanna try that again?" he cocks his head to the side, tongue poking against the inside of his cheek. "broken leg or not, i could switch our positions like that." he darkens his gaze at me.

"i'm sorry, daddy." i pout, putting on my best pouty face. i definitely didn't hate the way he treated me, making sure to always let me know that he was in control. but it was wishful thinking. i knew he wouldn't risk injuring himself further just to prove a point. and i knew once my lips were around his cock, he wouldn't have much to say.

"good." he loosens his grip, allowing me to lower myself back down towards his leaking tip. without wasting anymore time, i take his length in my mouth, sliding all the way down, wrapping my tongue around his base. "oh fuck..." he curses.

feeling a rush of pride, i begin to bob my head up and down, pressing my tongue firmly on the underside of his cock as i moved. as i came out to his tip, i placed a hand around his base, using it to match the speed of my head, adding even more pleasure behind my actions. he quickly became a panting mess, his hand holding my neck loosely as he allowed me to have my way with him. head thrown back against the headboard, eyes closed with pleasure. just how i wanted him.

it didn't take long for my jaw to start aching, conforming to his size repeatedly was no easy task. but i wasn't giving up anytime soon. especially when i felt him twitch in my mouth, and i knew he was getting close.

"shit— baby girl... i'm close..." he confirms, groaning a little louder as i feel him twitch once again. so, i slow my movements, removing my hand as i look up at him through my eyelashes. "what are you— fuck..." he groans, in slight annoyance, but mostly pleasure as i started to allow him to gently slide down my throat, relaxing my jaw to take him in further.

i repeated the action several times, my eyes starting to water as he lazily thrusted his hips up, meeting me halfway. he moaned as he wipes away a stray tear, his eyes dancing over my face, likely loving the way i looked around his cock.

"gonna... cum..." he moans again, finally breaking the intense gaze, and as i take him all the way in once again, i feel his warm release glide down my throat. he takes in a shaky breath as i continue to suck every drop out, making sure to swallow all of it. he lets out one last sigh as i slide him all the way out, leaving a few kitten licks at his sensitive tip before raising my head to meet his gaze. his eyes glazed over in pleasure as he chuckles breathlessly.

"do you feel better?" i ask innocently, purposefully licking my lips, making sure he saw the action.

"honestly, yeah." he chuckles. "you did so well, baby girl." he praises, pulling on my bottom lip with his thumb, effectively opening my mouth. "and you swallowed it all... good girl." he smirks, closing my mouth back and gently pinching my cheek. butterflies erupt in my stomach from his words, and the sweet, gentle way he spoke. even when he hadn't laid a hand on me, he still managed to make me weak at the knees.

"you should go to sleep now. you need lots of rest, daddy." i smile at him.

"you're telling me what to do now?" he cocks an eyebrow.

"it's a suggestion." i chuckle.

"hm. i guess ill do it, on one condition."

"which is?" i ask, already smiling like an idiot, knowing what he was going to say.

"sleep with me?" he asks, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. i giggle, intertwining our hands once again.

"of course." i nod in agreement.