ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin

~over the edge~[6]

~Chapter 6~

He let go of his ass, his red fingerprints left in its wake at the grip he had on him. Tucking his arms firmly under his waist, holding his body in place against him. "You took me so well," he breathily said as he kissed across his lower back. Letting his tightness stimulate his cock as he stayed inside. Seungmin reached his shaking hand under him, searching for Chan's hand as he weakly grabbed at his fingers. "My beautiful boy," Chan softly smiled as he held his hand against his lower stomach before gently pulling back. His breath was just as heavy as he pulled against his rigid hole. His body convulsed once he came out, completely fighting against his own release.

He removed his hands from around him and sat down on the edge of the bed, bringing the younger into his lap. His torso was sticky and white-covered, dripping down his chest. His head rested on his shoulder, his eyes pinched shut, and his cheeks splotched red with blush. "Hey," he softly cooed, keeping his hand wrapped around his waist as his other rubbed against his cheek. Repeatedly softly pecking his face and stroking his hand through his hair.

"That's three," Seungmin whispered against his chest, returning his hand to his, which held firmly on his waist.

Chan giggled as he continued his kisses. "Ready for four," he jokingly added, interlocking their hands.

"H-Hyung,"

"I'm only kidding," he continued to laugh.

"This time, I need you to finish," Seungmin smally added, his voice still barely above a whisper.

"What do you mean??" Chan asked as he pulled his body away from him.

"More, I want more."

"More!! Seungmin, you are already too weak."

"Please, h-hyung," he begged, rubbing his hands against his chest as he leaned in to kiss him. He took his soft lips with his with no hesitation and no signs of tiredness. He was strong, sometimes too strong for his own good. Immediately slipping his tongue in his mouth, making him understand his neediness. As he hungrily searched for his.

And before he knew it, Chan was pushing him back down, panting as he hovered over him. Seungmin smiled, wrapping his hands around his waist and pulling his hips toward him. Shutting his legs against his thighs. "Please, you make me feel so good," he impatiently begged, gripping his hands on his waist.

Chan knew he couldn't resist him, he wanted more of him, too. Wanting to fuck him longer, kiss him longer, hold him longer. He needed to have him longer. He leaned his head to his chest. Trailing the marks of his previous kisses. "Are you sure??" he asked once more, still hesitant, even with the control gradually slipping from him. Seungmin eagerly nodded his head, tightening his grip. "Fuck, I need words Seungmin," he demanded as he continued to pull his hips closer to him, his tip sliding against his protruding hole.

"Fuck me, please," Seungmin moaned as Chan continued kissing his chest, his tongue licking his slick clean off his chest. He groaned against him, reaching his hand down to his throbbing cock. Stroking roughly before quickly centering his tip with his hole. "Fuck," they both moaned at the penetration. Holding the back of his leg as he continued. Seungmin nails digging deeply into his skin once he felt that ring on his body, only feeling the way his tip kissed his prostate for a quick second before he pulled back. Slamming even harder on his return, the impact taking his breath away. Seungmin automatically clasped his legs shut against his body. Chan giggled as he spread his leg from him. Holding his leg firmly down while he continued thrusting his hips into his ass.

He looked up to Seungmin with his head thrown back onto the bed. "Hey, look at me," he said, softly rubbing his inner thigh. Seungmin instantly pulled his head to him, his puppy eyes finding him immediately. Chan's smile brightened as he leaned over to kiss him. Seungmin moaned through the kiss as he deeply held his hips against his ass. "Sorry," he softly whispered, hovering over his lips. Gently placing his forehead on his. Not giving Seungmin a chance to reply before he returned his lips. Desperately holding onto them a little longer before he pulled away.

"For what??" Seungmin curiously asked as he pulled away, his hand still caressing his cheek, brushing his fingers over his wet lips. "Hyung for what??" he asked again as Chan gently slid his hand down his leg, again pulling them apart. "Hyung," he continuously called out as he repeatedly ignored him. Putting both of his hands on his waist. Seungmin fearfully watched him roughly pin his body against the bed. So focused as he adjusted his hips with his ass.

Suddenly, understanding what he meant. "It's okay," he softly smiled as he gently rubbed his hand on his chest. Before letting both his arms rest by his side. Painfully gripping the sheets as Chan cruelly pulled his ass to his hips. The impact made his legs tremble as he pulled away, returning the same way. He lowly groaned as Seungmin tightened around him, not stopping his movement. Instead, he let his grip grow rougher as he palmed his small waist.

Unfazed by Seungmin's cries against his brutal thrust. Relentlessly shoving his ass to his hips. Seungmin feebly grabbed at his wrist. "H-Hyung god, it feels so good, please," he moaned, arching his back as he continued destroying his hole. Lifting his hips, still aggressively pulling him over his length. His body threatened to crunch over, fighting himself not to. Hearing Seungmin moan for him and the way his body continuously shook around him. Pushing him closer to his peak. 

His hips shuddered into him, desperately biting down his bottom lip as he pressured his lower stomach. His cock suffocating by the tightened walls of Seungmin's ass, the throbbing pain growing unbearable. "H-Hyung, you're so close," Seungmin whined, pushing his body towards him while rubbing his hand against his wrist. Chan lowly groaned, remaining the same way, failing to keep his body from starting to shake as well. "C-Chan, please," he continued to whine, unknowingly dropping the honorific.

Chan pulled his head up to him, Seungmin staring back at him with the softest eyes. His bottom lips protruded, pouting, something he almost never did. Begging for him to finish. He smiled, he couldn't help it. He really did like hearing him moan his name. He leaned down and placed a quick kiss on his lower stomach before pulling his body up. His cock was still throbbing despite the pause, there was no way he was stalling this release.

"Fuck," Seungmin moaned as he roughly returned his hips to his ass. Moving his hand up his chest in search for his neck, this time spreading his hand around the front as he firmly pushed down. His large hand filled the surface perfectly. His other hand ran up the back of his thigh as he furthered his penetration. Repeatedly shoving his cock deeply into his ass. Maintain a perfect mind-numbing rhythm. Seungmin's entire body was convulsing underneath him while he continuously begged him to finish. His hand lapped his, pushing down harder on his neck each time his ass contracted around him.

"S-Seungmin," he moaned as he continued to force his length into him. Laying his forehead on his chest, panting as he still small thrust into him. Seungmin gasped loudly as he shoved his hips as deep as he could into him, jolting his entire body with the impact. Then quickly pulled completely out. He leaned up as he aggressively stroked his dick. His head was thrown back, small moans escaping his lips as he continued sliding his hand against his length. "Shit," he moaned loudly as he stroked his release onto Seungmin. Slowly moving his hand, completely covering him with his large load.~~