ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin

~its just business~[5]

~Chapter 5~

Chan smiled with excitement. That's was the neediness he desperately sought from the younger. Seungmin smiled back as Chan leaned in to kiss him again. Their lips fell perfectly in place, as if they never parted. Seungmin softly whimpered into the kiss as Chan slowly separated his legs from his sides.

"You'll keep your legs open for me, yeah??" He smiled against his lips.

"Yeah," Seungmin obediently nodded in agreement.

"Good," he chuckled before he leaned back in and pecked his lips once more, dragging his lips across his face down to his neck as his wet hand slid down and centered against his hole.

"Sorry," Seungmin winced at the touch, his legs instinctively closing in response to the sensation.

"It's okay," Chan reassured him, gently pushing his legs back from his body, returning his lips to his neck, and continuing his finger movement, slowly rubbing wet circles against his rim. His kisses grew sloppier the louder Seungmin got in his ear. Fuck he loved hearing him moan.

He quickly drew a deep breath, trying to control his impulsive urges. He wanted to take his time, move slowly, and make sure it was shown how much he liked him. However, he couldn't ignore the way Seungmin whined for him and the feeling it stirred within him.

"P-Please—put it in—please," Seungmin embarrassingly begged, finding the older persistent teasing tortuous.

"You gotta relax, baby; you're too tense," Chan laughed, continuing the circling of his fingers, moving faster upon hearing how needy he was for them.

"Mm... okay," Seungmin moaned, trying to relax his muscles like he said. "Oh fu—Mr.Bang!!" He loudly gasped, his hand quickly returning to his shoulder, feeling the tip of his finger abruptly past his swollen entrance.

"Fuck...good boy," Chan groaned as he bit his bottom lip, ignoring the pain of Seungmin's hands, and pushed his finger deeper. "Keep breathing, baby," Chan whispered in his ear.

"I'm trying," Seungmin cried desperately, his hands gripping a little tighter on Chan's shoulder with every inch of his finger against the rigidness of his hole—he hoped he didn't mind. "It just hurts," he whined softly, shutting his eyes and turning away from his gaze. He felt embarrassed with himself, especially since he had been the one to beg for him.

"Only for a second, okay"? Chan spoke gently, doing his best to be gentle for him, moving his fingers gradually with pauses while Seungmin adjusted to the pressure. He planted a soft kiss on the side of Seungmin's head before he hovered his face in front of his. He playfully rolled his eyes, gently grasping his chin with his free hand and redirecting his attention back to him.

"If you want to stop—"

"No!!" Seungmin hurriedly cut him off, quickly opening his eyes to the older. "Please don't... I-I'm okay," he insisted firmly, drawing a deep breath and relaxing his hands. Though he felt embarrassed, and it was painful, he had no intention of stopping; that was the last thing he wanted to do.

"Okay, no stopping," Chan laughed lightly, with a fond smile on his face as he leaned down and pressed his lips into Seungmin's. "One more deep breath for me," he said between kisses.

Seungmin hummed in response, following his cue and inhaling through his nose while Chan maintained the kiss, firmly securing their lips together. He slid his hand down Seungmin's side, pausing at his waist and gripping it tight as he waited for Seungmin to exhale.

Seungmin gasped again, desperately palming his hand on Chan's shoulder once he felt him slowly pulling back. His body trembled slightly when Chan continued to move his finger, pulling almost all the way back before he returned and repeated. The tightness in his pelvis quickly grew unbearable as Chan gently thrust his finger into him.

"Feel better," he smirked, pulling back from the kiss.

"Y-Yes—" Seungmin whimpered, already feeling such an intense high from just one of his fingers.

"Can't wait to see you react to two," Chan teasingly whispered in his ear, his patience wearing thin.

"Two," Seungmin echoed back. He was already far too dizzy for his own good. He doubted he could even take anymore. Still, he couldn't stop. It was like a drug and the pleasure from Chan was so rewarding. He didn't want this moment to end with him—just not yet. "Please...I-I want more," he begged softly.

"Fuck...okay," Chan moaned, kissing under his jaw. He quickly inhaled deeply, trying to suppress hearing how Seungmin begged for him. Chan restlessly shifted his position, fighting the stimulation of his cock throbbing in his dress pants.

Seungmin squinted curiously as he glanced down at Chan, wondering why he had stopped. His eyes were shut, and he could feel his labored breathing against his neck. "You like when I beg for you," he assumed, furrowing his eyebrows at him. He giggled when Chan instantly tightened his grip on his waist.

"You do, huh!!" Seungmin exclaimed, with a teasing smirk spread across his face, instantly feeling the thrill from provoking the older. "You want me to beg for your fingers, hm??" He continued playfully in the same manner. "You like hearing me say 'please' don't you??" He cutely giggled.

Chan groaned, his body shaking with each word Seungmin spoke. He was right—he loved hearing him beg and the softness of his pleas. It excited him but desperately made him ache to be touched, and tonight was all about Seungmin—about proving how much he liked him. So he held himself back, or at least he was trying to.

"Mr. Bang, please, I need to feel you deep—" Seungmin moaned when Chan interrupted him by slotting their lips together. He tugged at Seungmin's bottom lip before he returned and aggressively deepened the kiss.

"You should stop," Chan whispered lowly against his lips. "You're gonna make me cum," he chuckled, leaning in and gently returning the kiss, dragging his lips down his torso, stopping at his waist. ~~

Authors Note: Happy birthday to baby bread!! I love Jeongin dearly and he'll always be just a baby in my heart...even if hes older than me. Tell Jeongin Happy Birthday!!❤️