-stray kids smut oneshots- - Chapter 16: Chapter 16

"Minho, what the fuck are you doing?" Hyunjin asked when the older's character almost died in the computer game they were playing.
"Nothing even happened." Minho rolled his eyes even though he knew that Hyunjin couldn't see him.
"Just be careful. I don't wanna lose against Changbin again." Hyunjin whined. This was way more important to him than it should be, but being the good friend he was, Minho wanted to help him win against Changbin for once.
"You know you won't win." Changbin suddenly joined the conversation, laughing at how hard Hyunjin was trying to win.
"I will this time, dwarf."
Again, Minho could only roll his eyes and chuckle when his friends continued to argue, until Felix's voice suddenly appeared. "Guys, stop fighting over a fucking game." It made the other two boys instantly shut up.
When all of them were focused on the game again, the door to Minho's room opened and the blond immediately knew that it was his boyfriend.
"Hi~" Chan hugged him from the side and ruffled Minho's hair, before placing a small kiss on his temple.
Taking off one side of his headphones, Minho smiled up at Chan. He looked up, still oblivious to what Chan wanted. Only when another kiss was placed on his skin- this time on his neck- he got an idea.
"Not now, Channie. I'm helping Hyunjin win." The younger whispered so that his friends couldn't hear him. But they were too focused on the game anyway.
"You could continue playing." Chan chuckled when he lightly sucked on Minho's skin and got the exact reaction he had hoped for. The blond let his head fall to the side to give him more access.
"And you're just gonna fuck me while I'm playing or what?" His words were sarcastic and and accompanied by a laugh, but he was also a bit hesitant as if he was actually thinking about it, while he tried to concentrate on the screen in front of him.
"Not exactly what I was thinking of, but you would look really hot, bent over on that desk, kitten." Chan whispered into his ear seductively, his hot breath fanning Minho's skin and making him shiver.
For a moment, Minho forgot everything else around him when Chan let his teeth sink into his ear softly. That was until he heard Hyunjin curse louly. "Fuck you, Changbin!"
Sighing, Minho scanned the screen to see what had happend. "We still have a chance, Hyunjin. Stop being so dramatic." His voice quivered just the slightest bit, but his friends were too loud to notice because all of them were speaking at the same time.
"So what do you say? Can I?" Chan's hands wandered down Minho's chest, brushing his nipples slightly while doing so.
The action itself made the blond's mind spin and he leaned back in his chair, before he nodded. Almost immediately, Chan pulled the chair back a bit and got under the desk, giving Minho an idea of what was about to come.
Looking up at Minho, the black haired boy let his hands wander up the length of his thighs, knowing how sensitive he was there. When Minho didn't show a reaction and tried to stay focused on the screen, Chan smirked. This was going to be fun.
On the outside it might seem like Chan's touch didn't affect him, but Minho's whole body was burning due to how sensitive he was and he wanted Chan to continue so badly. He couldn't even focus on the game anymore, but luckily no one had noticed yet.
His heartbeat increased when Chan pulled his pants off of his body completely, along with his boxers. The oversized shirt fell down and covered his lower part, but it still felt weird being almost completely exposed like this while he was talking to his friends.
Chan's fingertips grazed over his exposed thighs, when Minho suddenly felt the older's mouth against his skin, licking over it softly, before sucking on it rather aggressively.
Minho's mind started spinning, when the hickyes were placed near his dick and he swallowed thickly, shaking his head to clear his head and vision again.
By now his erection was annoying him because he knew Chan could easily do something against the pain in his lower area and he wanted nothing more right now.
"Channie" He whined quietly, hoping the other would hear him. The thought of Chan's lips, tightly wrapped around his dick, seemed to pleasurable.
"Yes, kitten?" Of course he knew what Minho wanted, but he loved teasing him to see how frustrated he would be.
"Please." He whined, as quietly as he could, being thankful for Hyunjin, who was screaming at Changbin again.
The marks littered all over Minho's thighs made Chan lick his lips as he lifted Minho's shirt a bit, showing him to take it off quickly.
Now that Minho was completely exposed in front of him, which felt really weird like this in Minho's opinion, Chan could see his that his dick was leaking precum already.
"So desperate." The older mumbled more to himself, but by the way Minho's dick twitched, he must have heard it. The younger blushed at the comment and looked down to see Chan moving closer, his breath ghosting over his tip, but not touching him.
It drove Minho crazy, to know that he was this close to get what he wanted and he couldn't control himself anymore. Before he could stop himself, one of his hands was tangled in Chan's hair. Then he pulled him closer to his dick, indicating him to finally do something.
Smirking, Chan gave in and took Minho's tip in his mouth, circling his tongue over it, before letting it glide to the back of his throat.
Minho almost let out a moan at the warm and wet feeling, but he managed to swallow it and instead a shaky breath slipped past his lips when he let his head fall back for a moment.
"Minho, focus! We're this close."
"Y-yeah." He stuttered, quickly looking back at the screen and trying to ignore Chan for a second, who was moving his head up and down now.
Minho's hand was still gripping Chan's hair tightly, but he wasn't guiding his movements, he just subconsciously pulled at it harshly since he knew how much the older liked this.
It made Chan groan and clench his throat around him, which caused Minho to immediately turn off his mic and let out a low moan. He fell back into his chair, his back arched when Chan sucked even harder.
When Chan pulled away, Minho whined and gripped his hair more tightly. "No, leave it on." The older panted because he had noticed how Minho's friends couldn't hear them right now.
"But, they'll hear me." The younger tried to convince Chan, but he knew he didn't have a chance, when his own lust filled eyes, met Chan's dark gaze.
"Let them. They'll know how good I make you feel." Chan attached his lips to Minho's dick again, before he lifted Minho's legs over his shoulders. Now his head was in between the blond's thighs and he could easily let a lubed finger glide into Minho's hole without a warning.
Minho bit into his bottom lip harshly to suppress the sounds coming out of his mouth, when the finger moved into him deeply and his dick hit the back of Chan's throat.
"Are you okay Minho? What's going on?" Hyunjin asked when he noticed that Minho hadn't said anything in a while.
"Nothing." Minho hurried to explain, holding his breath after. "I'm fine."
"Okay." Hyunjin said a bit sceptically, not seeming to believe his friend.
When Chan added a second finger, the blond boy gripped onto the desk tightly, his breath hitching, his eyes closed and mouth wide open.
Chan's fingers hit his prostate as he scissored him open at the same time. Minho just couldn't control himself anymore, he tried thrusting his hips up as he came deep into Chan's mouth. "Chan, fuck." He choked out loudly, not caring about his friends as the pleasure coursed through his body and fogged up his mind.
"Uhm Minho? Please don't tell me you and Chan are-"
"Aah, fuck it." Minho quickly turned off his computer and looked down at his boyfriend, who was still between his legs and looking up at him with swollen lips, panting heavily.
"Get on the bed." Chan instructed and then got up himself when Minho walked to their bed and lay down. He spread his legs wide as an invitation for Chan to fuck him right in this moment.
"Good boy." Chan praised as he walked over to Minho and hovered over the boy. Their lower bodies touched when Chan began grinding down, the fabric of his pants against Minho's naked and sensitive dick almost hurt, but he loved the friction.
Their lips connected into a hungry kiss, their tongues eagerly touching as Minho wrapped his arms around Chan to pull him as close as possible. He was already hard again and he could feel Chan's erection through his pants.
"Ride me, kitten." Chan mumbled against into the kiss, his words almost being swallowed by Minho's lips.
Nodding eagerly, the younger turned them around to sit on top of Chan, who quickly took off his shirt while Minho opened his pants to pull them down.
Minho then poured some lube onto his hand before he wrapped it around him and moved it up and down to spread the product on him. Chan hissed at the contact. "Fuck, kitten. I can't wait anymore, I need you."
Since Chan had already stretched him earlier, he immediately made the older lie down, smirking down at him. Then he climbed onto his lap again to sink down onto his dick. As soon as the tip entered him, he threw his head back as his back arched and his face scrunched up in pleasure.
"Aah, I feel so full." Minho moaned, his hands resting on Chan's chest when he moved up, before letting himself sink down again.
Chan's tip instantly hit his sweet spot, which made him let out a string of moans as he repeated Chan's name often. "Be louder for me." Chan's voice was very low, lighting a fire inside of the blond.
He didn't need to be told twice, his voice would probably be gone tomorrow because of how loud he was, but that didn't matter now.
While Chan's dick was sliding in and out of him with every movement, Minho buried his nails in the older's chest, his breathing was shaky and his speed increasing every second because of how desperate he was.
To help him, Chan held his waist tightly, guiding his movements and pace because he didn't want Minho to accidentally hurt himself.
"You're doing so good Minho. It feels so good." Chan repeated, searching Minho's gaze, just to see that his eyes were closed tightly.
The familiar knot formed in Minho's stomach when not a single thought circled through his mind. He couldn't think straight anymore, he could only feel the lust growing between their heated bodies. Sweat was glistening on his skin, but he didn't even care that his hair was sticking to his forehead.
As soon as Minho opened his eyes, he was met with Chan's piercing stare, the older looked fucking hot under him. Still, he had to admit that his legs were burning at this point and his movements slowed down because of how exhausted he was even though he didn't want to stop.
"Aah- Channie." Minho whispered when he fell forward onto Chan's chest, the older immediately wrapping his arms around him.
"Are you okay, Minho?" Concern laced his voice as he held him close even though he wanted nothing more than to just thrust up into his tight heat.
The short break from the overwhelming pleasure was good for Minho, his mind cleared as well as his vision. "Yes, just tired. Can you please continue?"
Smiling, Chan turned them around again and spread Minho's legs wider as soon as he lay on his back. "Of course, you were so good."
Chan kissed the tip of Minho's nose softly, before he thrusted into him at the same steady pattern that Minho had chosen before.
Squirming around under the older because Minho felt so much more smaller now, he wrapped his legs around Chan's back and his hands clutched the bedsheets.
"Can you please-" Minho stopped in the middle of the sentence, his eyes wide when he didn't know how to ask for what he wanted.
"Of course." Chan smirked because he knew what Minho wanted. He wrapped one of his hands around Minho's neck, applying light pressure on it.
Minho immediately reacted to the touch by letting out a weak moan. "Harder." He himself didn't know if he meant Chan's thrusts or the hand around his neck, but he was more than happy when Chan started pounding into him harder and squeezing his neck tighter.
His eyes were glistening with unshed tears as he was shaking with pleasure and his vision was blurry when Chan started to let out a lot of sounds.
Finally, the knot in his stomach unraveled and he came again, his cum painting his chest white. His legs fell onto the bed, now they weren't around Chan's waist anymore because he coudln't hold them up when he was overstimulated.
Minho just lay there and let Chan use his body for the last few thrusts, until he came as well and rode out his orgasm.
Just as he was about to pull out, Minho stopped him. "Can we stay like this for a while?"
Chan nodded and just turned them around again so that Minho was sitting on his lap, cuddled into his chest.
"Fuck, did that really just happen?" Minho laughed. "I hope Hyunjin won't be too mad." He could only mumble the words because of how tired he was, but feeling full was oddly comforting. He hated feeling empty after sex.
"Maybe he texted you." Chan reached for Minho's phone on the bedside table and there were indeed new messages from Hyunjin.
"Can you tell me what he wrote?" Minho asked, yawning. His eyes were still closed.
Caressing Minho's back, Chan opened the messages and read them out.
drama queen
Bro wtf just happend?
Omfg I won!!
Changbin wants to come over aaah
we just kissed fuck he's so good
don't tell me you're still fucking i need help he's looking for condoms rn
Just in that moment he got a new message from the boy.
drama queen
fuck that was the best sex of my life
Minho's jaw dropped and his eyes widened. He looked up at Chan in shock, then he started laughing.
"I knew they liked each other!"