• SoonChan ( Smut ) just Dino seducing his favorite hyung
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The practice room had always been the refuge par excellence after each practice of a certain idol, the dim lights and the walls covered in mirrors became his sanctuary.
Letting himself be carried away by the melody that was played on the speakers, he took confident steps while dancing to the rhythm of the song, the solitude embraced him, and that gave him confidence to create new choreographies where he left his routine and was totally free, Lee Chan danced in the center of the room becoming one with the music, the chair placed in the center of the practice room became his main spectator.
He walked towards said object as if he were seducing whoever was sitting on it, his mind flew far away, imagining a certain person carefully examining each of his steps and guiding him with his expert hands.
He wanted that sharp gaze that Soonyoung possessed to rest on his figure.
He desperately longed for the older to moan his name or whisper it between kisses, but that was just one of his fantasies, Kwon Soonyoung was too obtuse when it came to his advances, no matter how much he tried to flirt or insinuate himself, the older always saw it as a child's tease.
His body burned with fury and a passion that boiled at high pressures, he let his body express everything he wanted to show the older, he wanted him to see him acting that way, desperate to be the one who occupied the place in his arms.
On the cold floor he slid, daring to delicately move his hips while his hands ran over his body lightly caressing his neck and lifting his head, he turned his body so that his abdomen was touching the floor.
The dancer sat down, pushing himself with the lower half of his body, highlighting his attributes in that area, the sensual silhouette of his almost kneeling body was reflected in the mirror.
Sitting on his knees with his back arched, he ruffled his brown hair with his hands, checking his expressions as he looked at himself in the mirror, happy with the result.
Getting up from the ground, he took two steps towards the chair, leaning on the back of it, to slowly sit down, sitting in the opposite direction as if he were riding.
His arms rested on the plastic edges, somewhat bored, Chan stopped dancing on the chair, ending up throwing it to the side, the floor seemed his best option, that hard surface became a soft bed which he threw himself onto again, his body turned, exploring every corner of his body, taking the courage he needed to do that madness incited by the hypnotizing melody.
