Stray Kids x Reader

BangChan: just relax (Smut)

Paring: BangChan x Reader
Warning: a lot of teasing, Oral, sexy time with Bangchan in a studio
Style: smut, friendship, romance, fluff
Summery: BangChan is stressing about comeback deadlines in his studio until Y/N comes by to help him and tell him to rest
Word count: 1122

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Bang Chan, the leader of Stray Kids, found himself overwhelmed with the pressure of their upcoming comeback. Exhausted, he leaned back in his chair within the confines of his studio, his hands rubbing over his tired eyes in frustration. The clock ticked past midnight, yet he was nowhere near done.
Just then, Y/N entered the room, her presence like a soothing balm. She noticed the lights still ablaze and Bang Chan, working tirelessly beyond the scheduled hours. Her eyes reflected concern and worry as she observed the evident fatigue in his posture and expression.

"Chan, you need to take a break," Y/N urged gently, approaching him.

Bang Chan, however, was adamant. "I can't, not yet. There's so much left to do," he responded, his voice a mix of determination and exhaustion.

Y/N paused for a moment, considering her next move. She then left the room, only to return shortly with a tray laden with food and a cup of coffee made just the way Bang Chan liked it.

He looked up in surprise. "You didn't have to do this, Y/N," he said, a hint of gratitude in his voice.

"I know, but you need it," Y/N replied, placing the tray in front of him and closing the door behind her.

Reluctantly, Bang Chan agreed to a brief respite. "Thank you," he murmured before starting to eat.

Meanwhile, Y/N stood behind him, her hands gently massaging his neck and shoulders. BangChan leaned back, letting out a sigh of relief as tension began to leave his body. The touch was comforting, and he felt a sense of relaxation wash over him, his head resting against her chest.
As Y/N's skilled fingers worked their magic, Bang Chan couldn't help but feel a warmth spreading through him. He became aware of a growing tension, not just in his muscles but in a more intimate sense as Y/N's hands moved with assured grace.

Noticing the change in him, Y/N leaned closer, her voice soft and coaxing. "Just relax, Chan," she whispered, her hand gliding from his shoulder down to his thigh.

The sudden touch made him jolt slightly, but it wasn't unwelcome.
Her fingers moved teasingly over his thigh, each touch sending waves of pleasure through him. Bang Chan let out another sigh, this one laced with a different kind of pleasure.
Suddenly, he couldn't hold back anymore. In a swift motion, he turned in his chair to face Y/N. With an intense look in his eyes, he pulled her onto his lap, their lips meeting in a deep, fervent kiss.
Y/N chuckled softly, her hips moving in a tantalizingly slow rhythm. Bang Chan growled softly against her skin, his hands moving to her back.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked playfully, his voice low and husky.

"Just trying to help you relax," Y/N murmured, kissing down his neck.

Her hands found their way under his shirt, caressing his abs as she continued her path downwards.
As the evening progressed, the studio, once filled with the sounds of music and work, now resonated with a different kind of harmony. Y/N's movements were deliberate and gentle as she edged closer to the waistband of Bang Chan's joggers. The air was thick with anticipation.
Looking up at him with an expression of innocence, Y/N sought his approval. Bang Chan, lost in the moment, combed his fingers through her hair, a silent signal for her to proceed. His breath hitched as she carefully slid down his joggers and boxers, her lips tracing a path along his thighs, moving teasingly close to his most sensitive areas.
Bang Chan's response was a deep, guttural moan, his body unwinding, surrendering to the sensations Y/N elicited. His hips instinctively rolled upward, his muscles tensing as he endeavored to savor every second. His head tilted back, resting against the chair, his grip in her hair tightening ever so slightly, urging her on.
His eyes fluttered closed, a blissful expression washing over his face. A warm, tingling sensation enveloped him, and he couldn't help but call out Y/N's name, his voice laced with an intense pleasure.
Y/N hummed in response, the vibration adding another layer to the sensations. She continued her careful, focused attention on him, sensing he was edging closer to a peak.
As Bang Chan neared the brink, his breaths became more ragged, his hand gripping the arm of the chair tightly. He warned her of his impending climax, but Y/N, determined to bring him complete release, maintained her pace.
Finally, Bang Chan crossed the threshold, a gasp escaping him as he closed his eyes tightly, surrendering to the moment. Y/N gradually slowed her movements, finally pulling away, a look of satisfaction on her face as she licked her lips.
The room fell into a comfortable silence, allowing Bang Chan a few moments to descend from his euphoric state. As he regained his composure, he gently pulled Y/N up, guiding her to sit on his lap once again.

Bang Chan looked into Y/N's eyes, his own shining with a mix of gratitude and admiration. "You... you really know how to make a guy feel relaxed," he said, his voice low and filled with a newfound energy.

Y/N chuckled softly. "Well, I think you deserved a break, Chan. You work too hard sometimes."

He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. "I can't believe you just did that," he whispered, still in awe.

Y/N smiled, her eyes twinkling. "Sometimes, you need someone to take care of you, too. You're always looking out for everyone else."

Bang Chan's expression softened. "I guess you're right. Thank you, Y/N. I needed that more than I realized."

They sat there for a moment, the tension of the day melting away. The room, once a place of stress and deadlines, had transformed into a sanctuary of comfort and connection.

After a while, Bang Chan spoke up. "I should probably get back to work. But first, I owe you a proper thank you dinner. How about it?"

Y/N nodded, her smile warm. "I'd like that. But only after you've had some rest. You need it."

As they stood up, preparing to leave the studio, there was a sense of contentment between them. The night had indeed become interesting, but more importantly, it had strengthened the bond they shared, a bond built on mutual care and understanding.
As they left the studio together, the lights flickering off behind them, there was a promise of more such moments – moments of unwinding, of being there for each other, in the midst of their busy lives.