ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin

~satisfy him~[2]

~Chapter 2~

"I want you so bad," Seungmin moaned as he softly pulled away, tugging at his lips before parting. His hands gripped the skin of his waist as he held onto him.

"I can tell," Chan laughed, placing his hands on his neck and kissing it. He softly sucked his skin while Seungmin moaned in pleasure, careful not to leave any visible markings. Seungmin eagerly rubbed his hands against his lower body. His hands uncontrollably trailed over his covered cock.

Chan's kisses getting sloppier, losing himself at every stroke against his jeans, slowly losing control over his body. Getting progressively harder with every rub. "Fuck Seungmin," he groaned against his neck as he noticed how aroused he got.

"Look who wants me too," Seungmin teased in the same joking manner, not halting his hands as he relentlessly continued rubbing over his erection.

Chan pulled his head away from him, looking down at his hand. Softly grabbing his wrist to stop him, dropping them to his side. "Are you sure you're okay with this??" he asked as he started untying Seungmin's pajama pants.

He didn't reply in words, only soft mumbles as he nodded his head, his hands instantly gripped Chan's hands. "Seungmin, I need words," Chan smirked as he looked up to him. His cheeks were already reddening as he carefully pulled down his pants, revealing an equal hardness.

"H-Hyung," Seungmin uttered, unable to think clearly. "Hmm," he hummed, placing his lips on his lower stomach, gradually moving lower. "P-Please...please fuck me," he moaned, squirming as Chan's hands rubbed his dick softly.

Trying to keep quiet was almost impossible by his touches and soft kisses on him. Seungmin was strong but not that strong. He pulled the pillow from behind his head, using it in an attempt to muffle his moans. As Chan continued slowly pulling down his underwear and leaving him bare underneath him.

Holding his dick in his sizable hands. Tightening his grip on the pillow as he started to gently stroke him, his pleasure muffling through. His body twitched as Chan rubbed his hand against his length, forcing his hand up and down softly. He smiled as his fingers brushed over his inner thigh.

Getting ahead of himself as he continued. Seungmin winced in pain, instantly grabbing Chan's hand again as he slightly touched his hole, still slightly sore. The sound pierced Chan's chest, immediately stopping himself.

"I'm so sorry," he exclaimed, jerking his hand away. "I don't want to hurt you," he spoke sorrowfully.

Seungmin pulled the pillow from his face. "I'm okay, don't stop," he said as he shakingly let go of his hand.

"Seungmin-"

"Hyung, please. It just surprised me," he pleaded with him, begging him to continue.

Chan didn't want to fight with him; he just worried so much about him. He didn't want to force anything on him. But this was Seungmin asking for it, begging. Who was he to say what he could and could not handle? He knew his boy was strong, maybe a little too strong for his own good. Certainly too strong for him to handle. But he had to satisfy Seungmin in any way possible, however he wanted. So he didn't back out, he gave him what he wanted.

He hesitantly returned his finger and teased his hole, slightly brushing over the already swollen entrance, still with his other hand stroking against his dick. Seungmin bit his lip as he held back his cry this time, returning the pillow over his face as Chan poked the tip of his finger through.

His back arched as he desperately shifted under him, suffocating himself as Chan's finger delved further into him. His soft, muffled moans became muffled screams as he pulled back and returned just as deep. This time, tenser, the tightness was overwhelming. His body restless as Chan's finger plunged into him repeatedly, shoving it deeper and deeper.

Seungmin felt like he was falling into another universe, slowly losing his senses. His eyes glossed as he removed his finger, slowly rubbing against his hole before returning with two. Gaining an even bigger reaction from him. The pillow failed to hide his cry as Chan's long fingers curled deeply in him. Masterfully pulling back and thrusting rougher back into him, invading every inch of his walls. His body already tense up by the pressure.

"H-Hyung...," he stutters through. His chest heaving as he feebly reached for his hand.

Chan pushed his hand as far into him as possible before quickly pulling his fingers out. Seungmin's once tensed body relaxed, letting out a deep breath, the one he had been holding in.

His chest pounded like crazy as he relaxed the grip he had on the pillow. Chan fully removed the pillow from his face and set it beside him. Laid perfectly with his his eyes closed, cheeks hot and red as hell, and sweat covering his forehead.

Chan smiled as he leaned up to him. Grabbing his face as he softly kissed his red cheeks. "You can't cum yet," he said softly in his ear. He kissed his lips quickly before leaning back to his original spot. He quickly removed his pants and boxers and repositioned Seungmin's hips with his.

He angled him up slightly, aligning his lower body with himself. Pulling spit from his mouth as he stroked it against his cock, his other hand softly rubbing his hole. He took a deep breath before fitting himself to him. Rubbing against him as he stroked cautiously into him, taking it one inch at a time.

Allowing him time to adjust to his length before advancing deeper into him. Seungmin moaned loudly in pain as he gripped the sheets below him, he had no energy to silence himself anymore. Chan slowly retreated before pushing himself back in, his pace gradually increasing. He reached his hands, searching for Seungmin's, interlocking them and placing them above his head. Leaning in, he kissed Seungmin's lips, continuing to thrust deeply into him.

His length abrasively invaded the tight space. Forcing his cock deeply into him. And as gentle as he tried to be, Seungmin still moaned loudly; he had the tendency to be loud when it came to Chan. Chan continued to kiss him, swallowing his moans, his attempt to quiet him. Seungmin kissed back, resting his hands on Chan's hips. Letting the softness of his plump lips ease him.