HEAT • Chanrosé

eight

Mature! Warning, Lmao its a little more graphic. Theme song for this hot hot sex is TiO by ZAYN
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She must be dreaming. Deep within the fantasy that she had thought of multiple times.

It felt real. Chaeyoung could actually feel his demanding fingers control her jaw and neck, tilting and pulling her flush against him. She could feel the coldness of the counter top beneath her thighs as Chanyeol hiked her upon it, pushing the used bowls and ingredients away roughly. A moan tugged from the middle of her chest, turning into a breathless gasp and awaking her from her dream, taking her straight into reality.

A reality that was so much better.

The entirely of his very sizable hand gripping her thigh was real. Her hands moving to tangle into his hair, knocking his black hat to the ground with a soft thump was real. The ache inside her when his harsh lips wouldn't give her any slack was real.

Chaeyoung ran the flat of her hands down his chest, feeling every bit his his board and solid body until she reached at his sides, tugging at the fabric of his shirt. She had been waiting too long for this, even if it had been less than two months since they met. Normally she wasn't the type to sleep with a guy right after the first kiss— it was usually the day after— but the lips she had been waiting for were finally on her neck, devouring her with each inch. How could she stop now?

"Condom?" He mumbled hastily against her skin, brining the attention of his lips back to hers in a dueling kiss. Chaeyoung felt her chest tighten with excitement as she squirmed underneath his hands that snaked under her shirt and took hold of her hips.

Her answer came out with a breath, shaking her head only slightly. "Birth control." The heat from his touches was making her skin scorch, glistening from the slight moisture.

Chanyeol smirked against her attached lips, just as pleased with her response as she was.
He pulled away for only a second, reaching the back collar to pull the shirt she had been tugging on all this time away from his body, unveiling the masterpiece. For a chief, he was toned, fit and strong, finished with absolute finesse. Chaeyoung dug her teeth into her bottom lip to stop the deep sigh of earning she could feel grow within her.

Chanyeol was making her impatient, even with their speed of actions. Her hands gripped at the waist band of his jeans, taking matters into her own hands as she drew him deeper into their kiss while unbuttoning. She couldn't wait any longer and it didn't matter that she was going to be taken on top of a messy countertop, luckily his height was going to allow it. Chaeyoung would let him take her to the sky in any way and every way, it didn't matter.

Shameless? Maybe. But the return? She could taste the pure pleasure on her tongue already.

Her skin rose in goosebumps despite feeling like the room was 115 degrees as Chanyeol roughly looped two fingers on each side of her underwear and slide them down her smooth legs. With one hand, he yanked her closer to him, eliminating the already almost non existent space between his shirtless body and her unfortunately t-shirt covered chest. That small detail disappeared, no longer relevant as she felt his hand start to crawl and climb against the skin of her stomach and over her rib cage. Her back arched in response to the feeling of his palm and large fingers trace over her breast before enveloping it. It didn't even matter if he took it off or not at the point. She just wanted him.

The urgency of his grips turned her on immensely. It felt dirty, almost forbidden. The idea that he couldn't even control himself just feed into her arousal, and she was sure that her overly vocal moans and ragged breaths combined told him just the same.