StrayKids OneShots

Actions Leading to Big Responsibility: ChanSung

*Warning!! Bottom Chan! Top Jisung!! Smut!! Drinking!! Unplanned pregnancy and birth!! Feat. Baby Wooyung

Third pov:
Chan and Jisung were in the studio, working on a few songs together, Changbin left earlier because he wanted to do his daily workout.

Jisung sat beside his secret boyfriend, both in the same boy group called stay kids. They both, including Changbin, write most of the music for their group, and they have an album to finish by next week. But Jisung was having trouble focusing, and gazed at his very attractive partner, eyeing the elders body, biting his lip. It's been a while since him and Chan had sex, the closest they got was a hand job, barely time for a blow job, and Jisung is pent up. He wants nothing more than the be inside his boyfriends tight ass and to see his buff boyfriend melt and turn into putty under him. Jisung then mentally said 'Fuck it', getting up from his spot, making his way to get behind his lover.  

Chan was bobbing his head to a beat, a little too deep into the music, jumping when he felt lips on his neck, cursing under his breath, "Jisung, babe, I am really busy right now," Chan spoke. Jisung frowned, trailing his hands from the elders shoulders, sliding them down the front of the elders chest, pecking kisses near the elders sensitive ear, "Come on baby boy, let's have one of those drinks we have saved in our mini fridge and maybe have some fun," He purred out. Chan rolled his eyes, "Ji, this song won't finish itself," He spoke back. Jisung hummed, "We can finish it with Binnie tomorrow, I want to enjoy this alone time with you. We barely get any alone time, barely even time for a simple hand or blow job," He stated. Chan huffed, bitting the inside of his cheek, "But Ji, finishing this song is important." Jisung then frowned, "Am I not important?" He questioned in a tone that sent shivers up the elders spine. Chan grasped one the younger's hands that was resting on his chest, "Of course you are babe, I'm just stressed about this song, and I am determined to get it done." Jisung pecked kisses along the sensitive neck to his lover, "Then let me help with that stress," He spoke huskily. Chan sighed heavily, shaking his head, "Fine, but I haft to top," Jisung furred his brows, "You know that's never happening, you're too much a slut, wanting my cock inside of your tight ass. Last few times I let you top, you ended up riding me afterwards. Even stating you won't be satisfied until you're filled," He spoke, chuckling in the process. Chan blushed heavily, clearing his throat, "We don't have condoms though Ji," He stated softly, Jisung then smirked, leaning over to pull open one of the drawers, lifting up a stack of papers revealing lube and condoms. Chan huffed in defeat, saving his work then turning of his laptop, taking his headphones off, "This better be worth it." Jisung smirked, gripping the back of his boyfriend's neck, "After how long I've been patient to fuck your brains out, it will be more than worth it." He then spun the elders chair around, and hungrily kissed those plumb lips their fans simp over. Chan whimpered, hooking his arms around the younger's neck, returning the needy kiss, moaning sinfully from his boyfriend's wandering hands. Jisungs hands palmed against his boyfriend's clothed cock, making the elder jolt and moan. Jisung then pulled away, leaving behind his breathless boyfriend, heading over to their mini fridge, grabbing a bottle of strawberry Soju, he shook then twisted is open, taking a swig of the strong, bittersweet liquid, swallowing it with a sigh, steeping back out to his dazed boyfriend. "Open," Jisung ordered, watching his boyfriend do as told, taking another swig of the alcohol, spitting it out into his lovers open mouth, which Chan immediately swallowed, like the good boy he is. Jisung smirked and took another swig, then kissed his boyfriend, forcing more of the liquid into the elders mouth, making the elder loudly moan from the action. They made out, continuing to share and finish the bottle, getting tipsy from the dirty actions.

Chan then stood up, kicking his chair away, moaning and whimpering, as Jisungs hands gripped the elders toned waist, trailing his lips along the elders jaw and neck, nipping and leaving marks behind. Jisung then slipped his hands into the elders sweatpants, and smirked, humming near the elder ear, "What's my baby boy wearing? Are these panties I feel?" He slurred huskily, Chan whimpered, gasping when he got tugged over to the couch by his waist, Jisung had him stand in front of the couch, while he grabbed another bottle of soju, twisting it open as he plopped down onto the couch, "Strip for me baby," He spoke, taking a sip from the bottle.
Chan madly blushed, slowly doing as told, fumbling to get his hoodie off, revealing that he had nothing on under it, then slowly slipped his sweatpants off, kicking the fabric aside. Blushing when he heard a whistle from his lover, Jisung then gestured his lover to get the lube and a few condoms. Jisung bit his lip, palming himself, watching the elder bend forward, collecting the said items in the drawer that was left open. Chan strutted back, tossing the items beside his partner, then climbed onto his boyfriend's lap, taking the bottle and downing a good amount of the toxic fluid. Jisung stopped after hearing a third gulp, "Slow down baby, you're a lightweight," He spoke softly, worried about his partner getting sick from drinking alcohol too fast.
Chan pouted, taking one more sip and the kissed the younger, sharing the alcohol into his lovers mouth. Jisung groaned, blindly taking the bottle away from his partner, he downed the last bit, and they were both out of it. But from downing a bit more than the younger, Chan was liquid in the younger's arms.