Play it || Seungchan

2. "Play with me"

Chan wasn't answering Seungmin, he just continued to smirk. He sat next to Seungmin on the bed and looked at him, focusing mostly on his legs.

"I do like how it looks on you, indeed." said Chan, his gaze never leaving Seungmin's body.

It was silence for a bit, none of them said a single thing, until Seungmin got too impatient with waiting to see what Chan will do and broke the silence.

"So, what did you wanna talk about?"

"Oh, right!" Chan got up, walking towards his desk and searching in his drawer for a bit. When he found what he was looking for he came back to Seungmin. He handed him a USB stick. Seungmin looked confused at it.

"What for?" he asked curiously.

"Remember you said you wanted to write a couple of new songs yet you had no inspiration? I made some backround instrumentals to help you out." smiled Chan.

Seungmin hadn't expected this, he only briefly mentioned this one day to Chan, not thinking he would put that much thought into it.

"Thank you so much." responded Seungmin.

"I'm really happy to help you out, or any of our members. You guys mean a lot to me."

Chan was the sweetest guys Seungmin has ever met, he was thoughtful, careful with anyone's needs, he listened carefully always and he loved with all his heart.

Seungmin though has noticed a slight change into Chan's gaze, it became, how would you describe it, focused on something.

"Is something wrong?" asked Seungmin suddenly.

"You could say so." said Chan while taking Seungmin's hand into his. "I have a little problem.", Chan's hand was guiding Seungmin's on his lap.

Seungmin's eyes widened when he felt Chan erection through the towel. He didn't know he hadn't noticed it until now.

Chan came closer to him, "Wanna take care of it? You caused it after all." breathed Chan into Seungmin's ear."

"How so?" laughed Seungmin, he wasn't amused, he wanted to hear Chan say how much he wanted to fuck him into that skirt.

"Don't play dumb, you know damn well what you've been doing to me for the past months. Now with this mini skirt, it was the last straw."

The skirt looked good, but it barely covered Seungmin's ass, if he moved just a little you could easily see his boxers peaking from the bottom.

But even if the skirt made Chan lose his mind it wasn't the only reason to his advances. Seungmin would occasionally stretch a little too much in front of Chan, exposing his ass right in his face.

Chan tried to ignore it and not think too much of it, even if it made his blood run straight to his dick. But when Seungmin straight up started sitting on his lap with the excuse of 'There weren't any seats left' (with at least other three empty besides them), or sometimes pressing his ass against Chan's crotch whenever Chan was behind him. It became his breaking point.

As Chan was talking he hadn't taken Seungmin's hand off his dick, Seungmin could feel it twitch under his touch.

Not another word was said, Seungmin just took Chan by the back of his head and smashed their lips together in a sloppy kiss. Their tongues immediately trailing into eachother's mouths like that's where they truly belonged.

Chan grabbed Seungmin by his waist to guide him on his lap, tightening his grip when Seungmin was fully placed on him. He slowly leaned back taking Seungmin with him.