Smoke Bunny | MinChan

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"Are you sure you don't wanna come?" Felix asked, poking his head into Chan's room. Chan was hugging Minho in the centre of the room.

"I'm sure. I'm comfy in my Hello Kitty pants. I have a surprise for Chan," Minho smiled, Felix nodded and left.

"I love you. Call me if you need me," Chan mumbled into his neck, kissing it a few times.

"I'm fine. I have my kitty, and I have something for you in the package that came this morning," Minho smiled, cupping his cheeks. "Go spend time with your dad, and I'll give you the best night of your life," he flirted, kissing him. Chan kissed back, hugging his waist.

"Chan! We're going!" Felix yelled, the other groaning.

"Bye, my love. I love you, sweetheart," Minho smiled, kissing him again.

"Bye, Hyung. Bunny loves you," He taunted, kissing him one last time before getting into bed. "Lock the door. I'm not planning on going anywhere," Chan nodded and left the room. Once Minho heard the main door lock, he got up and put Soonie some food down. He ran back to the room, jumping onto his knees on the bed. The bag on the bed with the ears and tail was quickly ripped open.

And then it hit.

It wasn't just sexual anymore, was it?

He brushed off the thought. He'd read a lot about trauma responses, and he'd prefer to explore it with Chan if that was the case. He had an hour and a half max to sort himself out. He put on some really short black shorts with a white trim, wrapping the thin belt of the tail just above it. After getting it in a comfortable position, he moved to pull the socks on. They felt weird against his foot, but it was very cute. And God did he have the perfect picture in mind. He messed his hair up before putting on the ears and sat in front of the floor-length mirror. Soonie would be fine until everyone got back. He needed this.

Sliding out of his shorts, he grabbed some lube, pouring it over his fingers. Maybe he could send a few videos to Chan while he's at dinner. He turned so his ass was facing it, his upper body leaning into the bed. After a few attempts, he got the phone propped up, and he hit start. Pushing two in at once, a loud moan slipped from his lips. "Hyung," he whined, pushing against them, causing them to slip deeper. He looked backwards to see himself in the mirror, he looked fucked out already. His fingers stilled, a third getting pushed in. He probably wasn't ready to take three off the bat but he wanted to try. Carefully he started thrusting them into himself, head hung back as he gripped the sheets of the bed.

"Wish it was you, Hyung. Making me feel so good," he breathed out, moving them faster. The camera was positioned to only capture his reflection in the mirror, but his face was something to die for. He experimented with stretching his fingers, whining loudly. It felt so good. He kept pushing back, practically fucking himself onto his fingers.

He reached over and stopped the video, decidedly wanting to stretch himself for the dildo Jisung got him. It wasn't as long or thick, it was under the beginner category of the site. He spent a good twenty minutes edging himself with his fingers, whining and moaning to his heart's content. As he was reaching for the dildo he sent Chan the video. Suctioning it to the wood floor in front of the mirror.

Baby, such a naughty Bunny. Hyung is trying to eat and you're being so, so naughty for me. Can't play the audio but I can just tell you want me.

Minho flushed red, setting up the phone again before turning it on. His back was to the mirror again, showing off the tail and his pretty ass. He got into position, sinking down slowly. His toes curled, the paw pads following. It didn't fill him like Chan did but it'd do for now. He bounced on it carefully, avoiding his prostate for now. The phone was partially forgotten, Minho's small hands clutching the bed in front of him. "Oh fuck... Chan, Hyung... Please," he pleaded, clenching around the dildo. He gave his knees a break, grinding back and forth. Going back and forth between those actions seemed to work the best. He turned off the video and sent it without much thought. It was so dizzying, the pleasure seeping out of him.