You're safe with me

Good boy

Time skip to after lunch

We get back home about 2,5 hours later, Seungmin still clingier than ever, refusing to let go of my hand, now having a slight boner as well. I feel sorry for him at this point, deciding not to watch him suffer any longer. "How about we go to my room and cuddle." his eyes light up at the last word, and he's quick to drag me to my room. Once there, I make sure to shut and lock the door. He's right in front of me, so I lean in for a kiss while guiding him towards the bed, turning right before hitting the edge so I'm the one sitting on the bed, pulling Seungmin into my lap. I deepen the kiss, until there are small whines coming from him. I pull away, looking into his eyes. "Will you let me help you feel good?" he nods weekly before I tell him to just lie down and relax.

Seungmin's pov

Chan leans over me, kissing and lightly sucking on my neck, causing me to let out small whines and moans, as soothing waves of pleasure run through my body. "Can I take off your, well my, hoodie?" I nod, sitting up a little. He pulls it off and his hands instantly start roaming my chest and stomach, before he starts kissing his way down. "Can you tell me your colour?" he asks and I remember our conversation from earlier. "Green." I answer, truthfully. He reaches my stomach, kissing every inch of skin and making me feel like my body's on fire. "Can I take these off?" he asks as he gets to the waistband of my skinny jeans. I nod and he immediately goes to unbutton them, pulling them over my thighs and off my feet before tossing them somewhere to his right. He leans down and I hold my breath, heart beating faster and panic starting to set in, causing me whole body to tense. Chan seemingly notices because he pulls back. "What's your colour, Angel?" I look at him. "Yellow." I say, nervously. He pulls away completely, instead leaning back over me, making eye contact. "What's wrong?" he asks softly, letting one hand run through my hair. "It-it's just, you- your head was so far down and- and I panicked." I explain and he takes my hand. "Would it help you, if I tell you what I'm going to do?" he's so understanding that it kinda makes me want to cry. "Y-yeah." I tell him and now there is a sweet smile on his face. "I was just going to give some attention to those beautiful thighs of yours." He whispers, making me blush deeply. "Are you okay with that,  Angel?" I hesitate, but after thinking it through, I decide to just go with it and see what happens, so I nod.

 His lips are so soft and light on my skin, it sends shivers up my spine, and despite all my efforts to keep quiet I can't help but moan. As he carries on, I feel my dick leaking, getting harder and harder to the point it actually hurt. "Chan-!" I whine loudly. "What's wrong?" He asks against my skin, sending vibrations up my thigh. I flinch a little before answering. "H-hurts." I tell him, as I start to feel tears in my eyes. "Poor Baby. Do you want me to take care of that for you?" I nod quickly. "Will you let me try something new?" There's a wave of panic rushing through me but only seconds later I feel Chan's hand caressing my waist. " You don't have to do anything you don't want. If you do decide to continue,I will talk you through everything, you can ask as many questions as you can possibly think of and we'll take this however slow you need it to be." He assures me and I take a deep breath. "I'd like to try fingering you." He says, and I'm surprised at how easy it is for him to say these things. I signal for him to continue. "I won't lie to you, it will hurt or at the very least feel uncomfortable at first but as long as you try to relax and don't cramp that should fade pretty quickly." I listen intently, evaluating every word he says. As much as I'm scared of the pain, the thought of Chan fingering me turns me on even more, so I nod. "I-I want to try." I whisper almost inaudibly.

 He takes my hand squeezing it gently. He reaches for his nightstand, pulling out a small bottle "Keep breathing." He says and I realise I'd been holding my breath. He leans down, carefully pulling on the waistband of my boxers. He pulls them over my hip and I hiss at the sensation, tensing my legs. "You okay, Baby?" I nod taking another deep breath. "Just a little nervous." I admit. "That's normal, you'll feel better soon. If you want to stop though, just let me know." He assures me, pulling them off. His hands are stroking my thighs, as he slowly pulls them apart, making a wave of goosebumps rush over me. He reaches for the bottle again, opening it and putting some on his fingers. He moves his hand closer and I let out a moan, closing my eyes, the moment he makes contact. "One more deep breath." I breathe in slowly. As I breath out, my body starting to relax, I feel him pushing in. There's a burning sensation, so strong, there are tears in my eyes. I open them to look at Chan, who makes eye contact and uses his free hand to wipe the ones running down my cheek. "What's your colour?" He asks, as I let out a small whimper. "G-green." I say, not wanting him to stop. "Are you sure? You know you can be honest with me." His eyes are soft, though a little darker than normal. He knows me too well, so there's no point in trying again. "I-I don't w-want to stop." I whine desperately. He caresses my arm and shoulder, taking a moment to answer. "We don't have to stop, I'll hold still and wait for you to adjust, while I tell you what's gonna happen next." I smile and nod. "I'm obviously going to wait for you to feel better, then I'll slowly pull out just a little bit before pushing back in to get you used to the feeling. Does that sound good?" "Y-yeah." I say, the pain fading slowly. "Try to relax, just focus on your breathing." I do as I'm told but I still can't help but wonder. "How do you know about this?" I ask and I can see him blush a little. "What, you really thought I never bottomed?" Now I'm the one blushing. "I bottomed a few times just to try it, and I actually quite enjoyed it. So if you ever feel like you'd do better as a top I'm open to try." He tells me, but I honestly can't imagine being a top, I have way too little knowledge and experience. Once the pain is completely gone I tell Chan, who starts moving a little. I hiss and whine at first, but the discomfort quickly turns into pleasure, as he continues to move slowly. 

"How do you feel now?" He asks, his hand never stopping. "G-good." I moan quietly. Upon hearing this, his movement speeds up causing me to yelp in surprise. My moans get louder and I can feel my stomach start to tighten. "I-I-I think, I'm c-close." I tell him and suddenly I can feel his finger curl inside of me, pressing against a spot that makes me want to scream. I come, whimpering, my whole body shaking. "That's it, good job." He praises lovingly, running his fingers through my hair as he pulls out. "You did so well. Communicating with me, just like I told you to." He continues, giving me butterflies. "Can I go set up the bathtub?" I shake my head, holding on to him tightly. "Aww, baby boy. We need to get you cleaned up, otherwise you'll feel icky later." The name makes my head feel a little fussy, but I try my best to push it down. "Seungmin!" Chan says loudly, causing me to flinch. "W-what?" I ask, confused. "I've been trying to talk to you for two minutes, are you okay?" I lower my head. "Sorry, I just... I don't know, I feel a little fussy." I try to explain, now there's a smile on his face. "Was there something I said or did to make you feel this way?" My brain obviously went into stand by, because I don't know what else could bring me to tell him the truth immediately. "You keep praising me and called me baby boy." His smile brightens, as he caresses my face. "You like being told how good you are, don't you?"