Bang Chan Oneshots

Lucky

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➤ fem! reader
➤ fluff, smut
➤ unprotected sex, swearing
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"I've seen her fanarts on social media quite often, yeah" Chan replied to an interviewer who had asked him about a Twitter user who had suddenly blown up overnight a few weeks ago due to her amazing artwork. Fanarts of him, the other Stray Kids members, some other kpop idols. Even western celebrities.

Currently, the male idol was at a talk show, in which many fans got the chance to interact with their favorite artists, sometimes by calls, messages or even, if they were lucky enough, in real life, as the show occasionally hosted contests. Basically, they'd ask the fans to say things they liked about the person they'd have over in the comments and they picked some of them randomly, which led to them choosing the comment they considered to be the best one.

"Well, that's great because..." The interviewer smiled after she spoke. "We managed to get in contact with Y/N after she participated in the latest contest, which I'm sure you're aware of, and she was the lucky one. Welcome, Y/N"

Just as you walked in and greeted the male idol you had looked up to ever since you knew he existed, obviously greeting the interviewer as well, the male couldn't take his eyes off of you.

You were just so gorgeous. Delicate. It was almost as if he felt like he had to protect you. Even he himself couldn't believe those thoughts crossed his mind, knowing how wrong it would be to date a fan. Not because he wasn't open to it or because he couldn't. But because he would always feel a bit insecure about the fact that the person he'd be with could only want him due to his fame, his influence.

"It's so nice to finally meet you, oh my gosh. I can hardly believe this" Hearing your voice made Chan come back to Earth, temporarily leaving his thoughts in the back of his head.

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"I can't believe we met like that" You quietly mumbled. The two of you had been laying in bed during one of his days off. One of his arms was around your waist, his free hand caressing your cheek. You had your head on his chest, his heartbeat seeming like it was a symphony as you listened to it. What was supposed to be a simple cuddle session with a few kisses here and there ended up becoming a nostalgic session when Chan brought up your most recent drawing of him. You had drawn him as the main character of a book you had recently read and he obviously loved it. Hell, the man even had a picture of it set as his lock screen wallpaper. He'd never admit it, but when he missed you too much, he'd look at the drawings you had made of him. He was so proud of you, of all of your achievements.

"Life's funny sometimes. And I'm pretty sure we were supposed to meet anyways" He said, chuckling when you looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. "What I mean is I don't think I could ever find anyone as kind, stunning, generous and genuine as you, my love. Even if I went through all continents in this planet, I wouldn't have been able to find someone like you on my own. I wouldn't have been able to find you"

By the time he finished speaking, your cheeks had already turned into a soft shade of red, which made the male feel incredibly warm inside.

"Oh shh" You mumbled, turning your back to him as you tried to control your emotions. Not because you didn't like what he said, you obviously did, but because you could accidentally propose to him on the spot. No, really. The man who was now chuckling and once again pulling you into his embrace had you wrapped around his finger. And when he said things like the ones he had just said, you couldn't help but to think 'damn, I want to marry this guy'. He was just perfect. Everything you could ever ask for.

"C'mon, princess. Let me see your pretty face, yeah?" He whispered, his lips touching your ear very slightly as his hand snuck up your shirt, feeling the bare skin of your stomach.

You slightly shivered as his hand moved closer and closer to your bra, eventually sliding underneath its fabric.

Chan began placing kisses on your shoulder as he used his thumb to play with one of your nipples. "Be a good girl for me and let me see that gorgeous face of yours. Let me kiss those plump lips" He hummed in a soft tone, managing to pull your shirt all the way up to your neck before doing the same with your bra. His hand then returned to your breast and he squeezed it extremely gently, as if he was scared he'd hurt you.

As you swallowed your own saliva, you turned on your back. You couldn't even take a breath and the man was already on top of you, his knees in between your legs so he'd be more comfortable. Chan gently removed your shirt and your bra, leaning down to place soft and wet kisses on the skin of your neck, trailing down to the valley between your breasts. Your fingers ended up tangled in Chan's hair, unable to stop yourself from tugging on it gently.

He then wrapped his lips around one of your nipples, using one hand to keep himself up, as he had it placed on the mattress beneath you, and letting the other one run down your stomach and unbutton your shorts. Once he did so, his hand slipped inside your shorts and under your panties, letting out a soft groan as he pulled his lips away from your nipple. "Already this wet? Damn, baby" Chan smirked slightly, his eyes locking with yours as he let his fingers caress your wet folds. You slightly moved your hips up, looking for more friction.

Instead of giving you what you so desperately needed, he pulled his hand away from your pussy, licking his fingers right before pulling your shorts off along with your panties. Chan admired your body for a few seconds before getting up and removing his clothes as well. He took his sweet time, purposefully teasing you. His actions elicited a soft whine from you, which only made the man chuckle.

He stroked his cock at a slow pace as he got on top of you once again, his legs in between yours just like before. Aiming his tip at your entrance, his eyes searched for yours as if asking for permission, which you eagerly gave him.

Chan slowly entered you, hissing as he felt your tight walls clench around him. Your hands gripped the bedsheets, a small moan slipping through your lips.

"Take your time to adjust, honey. I'm right here with you" He whispered into your ear, his lips once again kissing your shoulder. Despite this not being your first time, Chan had promised himself he'd always make sure you were okay during such intimate moments.

"Go ahead, baby" You mumbled around two minutes later.

Chan slowly began moving his hips forwards and backwards, his thrusts extremely gentle as he took one of your hands in his, interlocking your fingers. His left hand was on your hip, holding you in place.

His thrusts eventually got faster, the sound of skin-slapping filling your shared bedroom. Your moans and his grunts mixed, becoming one single sound. Chan had used his left hand to lift your hips up against him, seeking more contact with your body. A thin layer of sweat formed on your skin, your moans getting more and more high-pitched with each thrust of his.

When he found your g-spot, you gasped loudly. Chan had already etched your expression in his brain from the other times you had sex, knowing he was pleasuring you in the best way possible. With that in mind, he placed one of your legs on his shoulder, which allowed him to change his position enough to make sure he kept hitting that same spot.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, the familiar heat of an incoming orgasm building in your lower stomach. "Fuck, baby. That feels so- oh! Right there!"

Chan loved the noises you made during sex. He loved to know he was the reason for the immense pleasure you felt.

"Are you close, darling?" The man asked in between grunts, to which you replied with a nod.

Finally, he erupted inside you. A nearly animalistic groan ripped itself off his throat as he buried his face in your neck. You also came, arching your back as you opened your mouth into a soundless moan.

The two of you stayed still for a while, heavy breaths echoing through the walls and when he finally pulled out of you, you let out a small sigh.

Chan laid next to you, pulling you into his chest as he usually did. "You did so well, babygirl" He mumbled, his fingers running through your hair.

You hummed softly in reply, too tired to even form a full sentence.

The male chuckled, whispering sweet nothings as he listened to your breathing, which was slowly becoming deeper.

"I love you. I'm so lucky to have you in my life" He whispered to your sleeping form, planting a gentle peck on your forehead right before falling asleep.