8 Idiots {Minchan}

NOINETEEN ‼️🎀❤️✨🛐

Please don't feel the need to read smut when you're not comfortable! This is only for those who wanted to read this, so I hope you are on your own free will!
-Your little author Rey :3

"Doesn't it look beautiful?" Chan whispered, talking about the ring on finger, holding my hand while he pushed me down.

"I think I look better," I hummed in confidence.

"Definitely." He agreed, kissing my hand, trailing them down to my shoulder.

"May I take your shirt off, baby?" He asked, the way his eyes looked at me made me melt and his touch burned into my skin, leaving hot trails.

"You may," I smile. Chan's hands gently hold the end of my shirt before pulling it off, revealing my bare torso.

"You look beautiful," Chan spoke sweetly.

"Only now?"

"Always, my love." Chan grinned. He took the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up and throwing it aside, not minding where it had landed. "Open up for me, baby," Chan patted my thigh.

A steamy blush crept onto my cheeks, this was going to be my first time, Minho, control yourself. Don't do anything stupid!

"I'm going to take your pants off alright?" Chan asked, I was glad he took it slow, any faster and my heart would have burst out.

"Y-yeah," I looked away in embarrassment, I thought it would have been fun If I hadn't worn underwear but now I regret it. He tugged the pants down and as soon as the cold air hit my legs, I slammed my legs shut.

"No underwear?"

"I-i wasn't thinking." I mutter hiding myself under a pillow, keeping my body huddled.

"Baby, are you shy~" Chan cooed.

"Shut up."

"It's okay, take your time, I'll prep myself." Chan spoke softly, patting my bum before getting up. 'Minho, calm the fuck down'. I spoke to myself as I heaved under the pillow, it was getting in here, I took it off feeling the cool air chill down my face.

I looked forward to seeing Chan stripped naked, his hand sliding down his dick and his tie from earlier held between his teeth.

Holy shit.

How'd I get so lucky?

My legs were still shut tight feeling embarrassed but he was openly revealing himself, it was easier to show myself over screen than it was in real life. Minho, get a grip!

"You ready, baby?" Chan asked, I turned back to him— Seeing him lean over me with a concerned but ready face.

"H-huh," I couldn't piece anything together, I wasn't even stimulated and I had already lost it.

"You're stuttering, love." He whispered, his hand slowly coming up to my cheek, caressing it softly— his thumb gently grazed over my lip.

"Channie," I mumble, my voice barely over a whisper.

"Yes, baby?"

"I love you."

"That's sudden," He chuckled. "I love you too baby."

"I'm sorry for taking so long," I whisper, apologizing.

"You don't have to apologize, love." He said, his other hand slowly pushing me against the mattress, this time all the pressure had gone. The air was a bit steamy but I felt comfortable, definitely better than before. "We all have our own pace, and that's okay." He kissed the palm of my hand.