Stray Kids Imagines and Reactions

Chan

chan forced a smile at you as you kept inching your hand up his thigh. every once in a while you would rub or grab his crotch before sliding your hand off of his thigh or bringing it back down to where his knee was. “y/n dont try me, i will fuck you right here and now if you keep being a brat.” he hissed at you. keeping his nice calm tone while he said that to you as you two were both at a dinner with the members.

you shrugged at him as you kept playing around rather “innocently” near groin area. almost sliding your hand into his pants once, you quickly removed your hand from his body entirely before entering the coversation with the boys and ignoring chan for the rest of the night.

as expected, chan was the one stuck with cleaning the dishes after losing rock, paper, scissors with eight other boys.

once all of them had gone into their rooms or had gone to take a shower, chan slammed you into the kitchen counter leaning towards your face, staring into your eyes intensely. “what the fuck was that? you are such a whore for my cock all the time arent you? you can’t keep your hands off of me for one second, and better yet at the dinner table? such a fucking brat.” you whimpered at the such names chan had called you. “please, chan” you pleaded hands reaching down below to remove his black belt he had on around his waist. “i want you”

“i dont even think i should reward you, with anything. it seems like you already got what you wanted. my attention hm.” chan slapped your hand away and holding it in his hand. “i think you need to be taught a lesson” the black haired boy that stood in front of you brought his hand down rip apart your already soaked underwear.

“you fucking brat,” he chuckled before plunging two digits into your glistening heat. pumping them in and out, you screeched, hand of yours going to cover your mouth. scared to catch the attention of the boys seeing you and chan like this. “no, dont cover your mouth, if you wanted to act like this a few minutes ago why are being shy right now hm?” chan tested your limits by adding a third digit into your heat, clamping you walls around his fingers. “mmf.. i don..tt wannt” you moaned recklessly loudly, gripping tightly onto chan’s shirt as you were being pushed into your edge. “you dont want what, speak more loudly baby girl.” chan curled his fingers which almost made you seeing stars as he hit your spot. you cursed under your breath knowing chan would do this, “i dontt mmfuck wantt the boyyss.. nng”

“chan hyung?” jisung’s voice called out from the end of the hallway, “are you and y/n okay?”