ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin

~its just business~[4]

~Chapter 4~

"Seungmin, you ready??" He made sure to ask against his control, which was gradually slipping from him.

"Yes, Please," Seungmin nodded as he pulled his attention to Chan in his lap. "Mm," he groaned when he looked into his eyes, immediately looking away. The darkness in them as he stared back at him... took his breath away.

Chan laughed again; he loved his little reactions. He found Seungmin so adorable. He stroked his cum over Seungmin's cock, menacingly taking his head between his fingers before sliding down to his base.

"Mr. Bang," Seungmin lowly whined at the teasing as he reached for his arm. Chan hummed, stroking him again as he puckered his lips against his tip and softly pecked him before he flicked his tongue over his slit.

"Mhm, you taste so good already," he grinned. Seungmin gasped, gripping tightly onto his arm once he felt Chan's mouth around his cock. His back restlessly arched as he took his entire length down his throat in one go.

"Ughh...Mr. Bang..." he whimpered, quickly feeling this tightness in the pit of his stomach as Chan continued, perfectly bobbing his head over his length and taking him down his throat with each drag of his lips down his cock. He pinched his eyes shut as he felt the throbbing sensation take over his body.

He knew he wasn't gonna last that long. It's been so long since someone touched him like this. He definitely couldn't handle thinking about who was touching him now. Because if he let his mind center on his insanely hot boss deep-throating his cock; he might just—snap.

"I-I can't—Mr. Bang—f-fuck," he yelled. He guessed a little too loud because he next heard a few strangled moans from Chan and his muffled whines as he slipped his fingers into his mouth to silence him. Seungmin let out another desperate whine as he pinched his eyes tighter and threw his head back.

His body convulsed, feeling the intensity of this erotic moment with him. Chan was relentless. He could hear him choking on his length. He could feel the wetness puddling on his pelvis from his mouth as he masterfully persisted, taking his cock deeply down his throat.

He should've taken his words seriously before when he said he wasn't stopping till he came—and he was so close now. He attempted to tell him so he'd back away. He couldn't handle the thought of coming down his throat.

But Chan pushed his fingers further down his mouth every time he tried to speak. Until he was gagging just as much as him, and his spit was dripping down his chin.

"F-Fuck," Seungmin cried out. His eyes welled with tears as Chan continued, picking up his pace and forcing his mouth over him. Seungmin mind was spiraling. A million thoughts swarmed his head, none he could actually focus on with the sound of his heart beating through his chest.

Another high-pitched, muffled whimper escaped his mouth as he reached up and grabbed Chan's shoulder. Chan looked up at him, catching the way he desperately inhaled. He chuckled softly as he cruelly bottomed out again, hooking his lips firmly around his base and stimulating his tip with the tightness of his throat.

Chan equally pinched his eyes shut as he palmed Seungmin's hips, feeling the oxygen seep out of his lungs, his other hand still forcing his fingers deeply into Seungmin's mouth. Who was still just as loud despite the attempt, especially now as he clawed at his arm, reacting to the pinch in the bottom of his stomach, getting tighter and tighter until he came undone.

Seungmin desperately bucked his hips into his mouth, his back arching as he felt the pulse of his cock pumping his cum down Chan's throat. His grip tightened on his arm, and his body squirmed as he filled the space. He let out his held breath and relaxed his body, returning his back to the seat beneath him.

Chan slowly pulled his head back as he came off his length. He let out a dry cough, letting the air refill his lungs before he returned his mouth to his cock. He puckered his lips around his sensitive slit before sliding his mouth over his head and gently sucked him dry. Seungmin let out a deep groan as he pushed his shoulder back telling him to stop.

"Okay," Chan chuckled, his voice strained as he fully pulled away from him. He smiled, leaning over and kissed his cheeks gently—he was so red...so fucking cute. "Seungmin, are you okay??" he asked him softly, brushing his thumb under his eyes to wipe his tears as he pulled his wet fingers from his mouth.

"I'm sorry—" Seungmin choked out. He felt guilty for finishing in his mouth. He thought he should've tried harder to tell Chan how close he was.

"Hey, for what??" Chan frowned, tenderly cupping his cheek as his thumb softly rubbed circles into his skin.

"F-For...finishing in your mouth. I-I tried to tell you. I'm sorry," he repeated quietly.

"Can you open your eyes for me??" he coaxed sweetly after releasing a small sigh of relief. His constant need for reassurance—something he's going to have to get used to. Seungmin nodded before he reluctantly opened his eyes, fighting himself not to snap them back shut when he looked into Chan's eyes.

"Seungmin, I promise you did absolutely nothing wrong. I didn't want to move," Chan explained softly to him.

"You wanted me too??" Seungmin asked, disbelievingly.

"Yes. I wanted to taste you," he playfully teased, leaning down and pressing their lips together softly. "You tasted so good, baby," he complimented when he pulled back.

"Oh god," Seungmin whined, throwing his arms over his face out of embarrassment.

"You think you got another round in you??" Chan laughed, brushing his thumb over Seungmin's bottom lip.

"Huh??" Seungmin slightly peeked out from under his arm at him.

"I mean, if you're not tired. I wet these fingers for a reason," Chan smirked, raising the hand he had shoved down his mouth up to him. And hearing Chan say that almost made him cum again. Chan laughed at the restless shift of his lap under him, very aware of what his words did to him. "Up to you," he assured him.

"O-Okay," Seungmin nodded shyly. Chan figured he was nervous, but he still needed to make sure he was comfortable.

"You sure??" he asked again, softly moving Seungmin's arm entirely from his eyes. He leaned down and quickly pecked his lips before planting a soft kiss on his cheek and then his forehead.

"Yes, I'm sure...please," Seungmin begged softly, bringing his hands up to Chan face as he continued his kisses against his face. ~~

Authors Note: Happy birthday to the love of my life my ULT my reason for living my terry berry...omg I love Kang Taehyun so much you don't understand. That's my baby!! So say happy birthday to him!!❤️❤️