Puppy Love • Seungchan/Chanmin

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Seungmin was happy, so undeniably happy. For the first time in forever he had slept comfortably throughout the night, having the best, most soothing sleep of his life. Naturally it was all thanks to Chan who now slept soundly in his arms.

Seungmin makes no move to stop spooning Chan, he liked the feeling of the older's back pressed flush against his chest, the older's ass against his groin, and his hand tightly holding Seungmin's own at his chest. It was intimate, pleasurable even.

Chan wiggles in his sleep and Seungmin suppresses any and all sounds that pleaded to escape.

Seungmin had no idea how they'd gotten into this position considering how narrow the bed was. He'd half expected to wake up on the floor, having fallen out in the night. But, Seungmin was glad he hadn't, because now he could relish in Chan.

Seungmin hugs the older closer, taking liberties as he feathers his hand down Chan's chest and down across his abs. Six, he counted- he had six very present abs, and his pecs were just as well defined and taut as the muscles along his arms and back. Seungmin runs his hand down the length of Chan's body, across his hip and around to the top of his v-line feathering lightly just above his shorts like he'd done last night in the shower.

If you had told Seungmin at the start of the year that he'd be in this position with another man he probably would have laughed and said "Give it a few more years," but now, more than ever, Seungmin was sure he wouldn't have it any other way.

"Well good morning," Chan says in a deep and groggy morning voice as he wakes up.

Seungmin snaps his hand away from Chan's hemline back to the older's hip, causing Chan to chuckle. It's deep, earthy and unravels his confidence in an instant.

Chan's chest rises up and down between Seungmin's hand, making Seungmin more nervous than he'd like to admit.

"I'm not going to question why we're in this position Min," Chan says with calm resolve. "But you don't have to stop what you're doing"

Seungmin's heart rate refuses to return to a normal state as Chan hmphs and grabs his hand, re-placing it back to the hemline of his shorts.

"Are you sure?" Seungmin questions, the very tips of his fingers already millimetres under Chan's waistband.

Chan nestles closer in answer, so Seungmin edges cautiously, before plunging beneath the older's shorts and stroking gently against his cock with his hand.

Chan shudders in his arms, and Seungmin presses a kiss to his shoulder blade as he pushes away Chan's shorts and pulls out his full length to allow more breathing room. Seungmin keeps his movements slow and gentle, teasing Chan with a more tender touch.

From Seungmin's position he could tell Chan still had his eyes closed, and it was cute seeing the corner of his eyes scrunch every time he squeezed his hand against the older's balls and hardening length.

Chan slowly rolls, allowing Seungmin the opportunity to refine his strokes. As the older comes to be on his back, Seungmin at his side, Seungmin presses a sickeningly soft kiss against his lips. "Good morning, Channie"

Chan's eyes flutter open, if only briefly to take his face and kiss him properly, the minutes flickering away like a melting candle to a flame.

Seungmin hums at the feeling of their kiss, matching the pace of his hand movements to the tempo of Chan's tongue sliding in and out of his mouth.

It's only as Chan's strong arms pull his full body weight against his chest that Seungmin momentarily snaps out of their high, a squeak escaping his throat.