-stray kids smut oneshots- - Chapter 22: Chapter 22

Minho's eyes widened as soon as he opened the door to the bedroom that he shared with his boyfriend. What he saw made his jaw drop and his heart beat faster as heat rushed through his body.
Chan was apparently waiting for him already, on the bed. His face was resting on the pillow and his ass was up. His back arched, creating a beautiful curve that Minho wanted to let his hand glide over to see Chan's reaction. He was definitely enjoying to see Chan in such a lewd position.
He was wearing a belt, tighty wrapped around his waist, a black tail was attached to it, which matched his hair color perfectly. Apart from that he was naked and if Minho ignored the belt, Chan almost really looked like a real puppy on their bed.
"Naughtly little puppy." He whispered as he walked closer to the bed, watching Chan smile because Minho seemed to like his surprise. But the bright blush on Chan's cheeks indicated that he was slightly embarrassed as well.
Just now he caught sight of the pillow between Chan's legs, but even though his dick was pressing against the material, Chan didn't move his hips against it.
It wasn't unusual that Chan didn't answer, so Minho only sat down on the bed next to the other, noticing the vibrator and lube already lying on the mattress.
"You look so beautiful." Minho whispered, gently letting his fingers wander over Chan's exposed skin, tracing a line from his shoulders, over his back, until he reached lower. Then he squeezed his ass, which made Chan groan since he was really sensitive.
He had been waiting for Minho to come home the whole day and he just couldn't stop thinking about all the dirty things they could've done if he had been there.
"Are you in heat, little puppy? hm?"
Chan whimpered when Minho massaged his skin, letting his nails graze over his body. It was like a warning that Minho had the control over everything that happened and that he could let his nails break through his skin any second, if he wanted to.
"Do you want me to help you?" The blond's voice was so low and seductive. He felt almost warm, listening to him talk like that, and still goosebumps spread down his spine.
So he nodded and whimpered, but Minho didn't seem to like that as an answer. He buried his fingers in Chan's hair and pulled his head up a bit. "Words, Chan. Be a good puppy." He moved closer to Chan's face, looking deep into his beautiful, shining eyes. "You're my good puppy, right?"
"Yes, please help me." It was pretty rare to hear him talk during sex, but Minho needed his consent to do something.
Upon hearing the desperate answer, Minho smirked. They had a lot of time and his mind was racing from all the different thoughts of what they could do. "Then give me a show, pup. And then I'll decide if I'll help you."
Minho sat down on a chair near the bed and leaned back, watching Chan reach for the two objects next to him. He poured a bit of lube on the vibrator, before guiding it to his ass.
"Did you prep yourself earlier, pup?" A hint of concern laced Minho's voice, but for the most part he already liked what he saw.
Chan whimpered and the blond simply took that as a yes. The object slipped into him pretty easily and Minho watched how Chan's face scrunched up in pleasure from the intrusion.
Expectantly, Chan looked up at Minho, tilting his head to the side. But he didn't know that Minho had already taken the remote control from the bedside table, so he widened his eyes in surprise when the vibrations suddenly hit his prostate.
It was on the lowest level, but Chan was sensitive and the delicious pleasure was taking over his body. Involuntarily, he spead his legs wider and leaned down further.
Chan's throbbing dick pressed against the rough fabric of the pillow between his legs and he whimpered when he slowly moved around to create more friction.
Minho smirked, suddenly turning the vibrations on the highest level, just to see Chan's eyes widen and to hear a sinful moan slip past his plump lips. "Look at me." Minho ordered and hesitantly Chan shifted his gaze to look at the younger.
What he saw made him almost drool. Minho teasingly lifted his shirt, knowing what effect he had on his boyfriend. Bit by bit, he pulled the fabric up to expose more and more of his milky skin to Chan. The older's eyes followed every movement, until the shirt fell to the floor.
Chan's gaze was still glued to Minho's well built upper body, though. He'd love to pull him to the bed, let his tongue glide over his smooth skin and suck on it, until it turned purple, but he held himself back.
"Like what you're seeing?" Minho didn't stop smirking, now taking off his pants, while he watched Chan struggle to not grind down against the clean, white pillow.
Then, finally Minho freed his painfully hard erection from the tight fabric of his boxers. His eyes were clouded with lust and he didn't have a plan where all of this was leading. He wanted to bury himself inside of Chan's hole right now, but at the same time he wanted to slow everything down to make this moment last as long as possible.
So he decided to just do whatever he thought of first and right now he needed some sort of relief. Sitting back down, he still observed Chan's stuttering hips. He was whimpering and holding onto the bedsheets tightly, while the pillow was coated in pre cum.
"Why don't you grind against the pillow, hm? I can see you're desperate." Not wasting a second, Chan immediately started moving against the pillow, making Minho chuckle at how needy he actually was.
While Chan was busy, trying not to release yet, Minho leaned back and lazily touched his dick. His hand closed around the shaft as he dragged it up and down slowly. Instantly, he felt his whole body relax and a small sigh escaped his mouth.
His dick repeatedly pressing against the soft pillow under him, made Chan's mind spin and his whole body started to heat up. His dick twitched, as sweat covered his forehead and soaked his dark black hair. Suddenly the temperature seemed to rise in the room, making Chan feel as if his body as burning from how good he felt.
Minho on the other hand was way calmer, slowly letting his thumb circle over his tip, applying pressure to it. He didn't dare to close his eyes, not wanting to miss a second of Chan pleasing himself, but he still tried to imagine it was Chan touching his dick in the most dirty way he could think of.
Not knowing that Chan's eyes were trailing over his body with similar thoughts swirling through his mind.
"Does it feel good?" Minho asked, holding the remote control, ready to lower the vibrations, just to tease Chan. The older nodded, looking up at Minho when he stood up and came closer, just to sink onto his knees right next to the bed. "Looks like you don't need my help then."
The next whine that left Chan's throat was one of disapproval. He wanted Minho to fuck him, he needed it to release soon. "Don't you agree with me?" Minho's tone was mocking.
Then he held up the remote control for Chan to see and he pressed the button to turn the vibrator off completely. Whimpering loudly, Chan only moved against the pillow faster, his cheeks turning pink because he was embarrassed of how needy he was.
"Puppy." Minho said in a soothing voice. "Stop grinding." He let his hands wander though Chan's hair, caressing his face and smiling when he listened.
"You're such a good pet for your owner, Channie."
Chan only whimpered when he felt his orgasm subside, leaving an empty, yet burning sensation behind. As well as the need to continue.
Minho leaned forward to connect their lips in a messy kiss. The wet and warm feeling of Chan's mouth against his was so addicting, that he didn't care about their teeth being in the way as he made sure Chan's lips would be red and swollen later.
Biting down on his lower lip, Minho heard Chan moan against his mouth. It was almost hard enough to draw blood, but luckily Minho's teeth didn't pierce though his skin, leaving him with only a small bruise forming on his lip.
To soothe the pain, Minho kissed him again, shorter this time because he now knew what he wanted.
"Fuck, you're so hot." Minho groaned when he sat down on the bed behind Chan and squeezed his ass, touching his cheeks and pulling the vibrator out.
Chan whined at being empty, but then he moaned loudly when Minho replaced the object with his fingers, pushing them in as deep as possible and instantly hitting his prostate.
"Don't come yet." The blond said in a warning tone.
But it was hard, when Minho's fingers fucked him at such a fast pace, but he still managed to make precise movements to always hit his sweet spot.
Minho dragged his fingers along Chan's tight walls, that were clenching around his fingers so much, that he couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like around his dick.
Leaning forward, he pushed the fake tail aside to press his lips onto Chan's lower back, sucking on the skin harshly, instantly leaving red spots, as well as dark purple hickeys behind.
Chan's jaw tensed at the feeling of his boyfriend's wet lips on his his skin, so close to where he was still moving his fingers in and out of him.
Chan was feeling dizzy. Holding back his orgasm, when it was building up this fast again, was hard. It felt too good and with each thrust he moved forward, hips colliding with the pillow underneath.
It was unbearable, his dick was painfully hard and his lower body burnt. He was exhausted and sweating, but so desperate to be pleasured and to be used for pleasure.
Minho placed one last kiss on Chan's tanned skin, before focusing on his fingers again, that were buried deeply in Chan's ass.
Chan's whole body was trembling and Minho could see how hard it was for him to hold back his release. He could almost feel the pain, that flowed through Chan.
In that moment he changed his mind, pressing his fingers against Chan's prostate harshly, making it impossible for the older to not come instantly.
White ropes of cum shot out of his tip and coated the pillow between his legs. Chan savored the feeling of relief as he slowly came down from his overwhelming high.
He was still feeling dizzy, his vision blurry, but his eyes widened when he noticed that he had released without Minho's permission.
"You didn't listen, puppy." Minho pulled his fingers out slowly, elicting another moan from Chan. "But I forgive you, if you're a good boy for me."
He couldn't stop himself any longer, he needed to finally feel Chan's walls around himself. So he quickly put on a condom, before grinding against Chan's ass, not sliding in yet.
Still breathing heavily, Chan closed his eyes tightly. His body ached from staying in that one position for such a long time and tears gathered in his eyes from how exhausted he was.
"I wanna turn around, please." Chan breathed out, surprising Minho, but the younger let him. Minho carelessly threw the now dirty pillow on the ground. Then he hovered over Chan, who seemed to relax now that he was in a more comfortable position.
Chan's tired eyes were full of lust again as he looked up at his boyfriend. A rough kiss was placed on his lips and he whimpered from the force of Minho's mouth on his own and his hands on his body, exploring every curve that he knew by heart already.
"You're mine. My little pet. Only I get so see you like this, do you understand?" Minho asked, licking over Chan's lower lip, before letting his tongue slide back into his mouth. While they were kissing, the older nodded, showing Minho that he had heard him.
Then, Minho let himself sink into the other, groaning into Chan's mouth when the male's tight walls stretched around his dick.
Only for a few moments, he let Chan adjust, before he couldn't wait anymore. His movements were fast from the beginning, but also steady and deep, driving Chan insane.
Continuously, Minho abused Chan's already bruised prostate even more. He was so sensitive from his first orgasm, but it felt too good and he couldn't help but throw his head back and enjoy more pleasure coursing through him.
Minho liked the sight of Chan under him, the belt was hugging Chan's waist so perfectly, almost leaving no room to breathe, his eyes were rolling back and his dick was leaking pre cum already, even though he had just had an orgasm.
Then his eyes trailed even further down, to where Chan's hole was swallowing his dick and he watched how his own dick disappeared in Chan's hole over and over again. "Fuck" He muttered, even more turned on from the sight.
"More, more, more. Please." Chan's voice was barely above a whisper.
Minho raised a brow. "Why're you so ungrateful for what I give you?"
One of his hands harshly landed on Chan's skin, spanking him. It turned red right after, the deep color was tempting him to do it again, so he did.
With each spank, Chan cried out in pain, tears spilling from his eyes and flowing down his face. He wrapped his legs around Minho, locking him in place, so that he couldn't pull out, but that didn't prevent him from slowing down.
"You should be thankful for what I give you." Minho whispered right into the other's ear, hot breath ghosting over the skin for a second.
Then he stopped moving his hips completely, watching Chan's expression shift to an obviously uncomfortable one, at the loss of his orgasm, yet again.
He whined loudly, making Minho smirk. Chan tried to move his hips to show Minho to continue, but the blond held his hips down.
And suddenly, he thrusted back in. "I can't-" Chan choked out. "Too good."
Chan's dick was twitching, his legs were shaking around Minho's waist and his hole clenched around Minho's dick, making the space even tighter as Minho moved in and out.
"If you cum now, I won't stop." Minho warned, but Chan couldn't help it.
He felt way too good, his insides churned as he came over himself, wrapping his arms around Minho's neck to pull him closer.
His eyes didn't stop rolling back, being overstimulated again, Minho's dick still hitting his prostate without missing once.
Minho's nails grazed over Chan's skin, sinking into the flesh occasionally, here and there. He touched Chan, until the older's skin felt sore and still he longed for more.
His next moan was high pitched, when Minho started playing with his nipples, rubbing over one, while licking the other one and biting into it softly. He pulled on it, twirling it between two fingers.
Chan pushed his chest up involuntarily, grabbing Minho's hair, as he was forced back to hardness from all these sensations. His abused hole was sore, it almost hurt, but he wanted Minho to cum before he himself came for a third time.
It just felt way too good to use his safe word now. He told himself that he would somehow get through the pain that would follow the next days.
"Such a good puppy, I have." Minho groaned when he released into the condom, but he continued thrusting into the boy when he realized how close Chan was.
And he was right because Chan soon came, tears leaving his eyes from how much his whole body hurt.
Panting heavily, Minho got up to throw away the used condom. Then he turned back to Chan, who was curled up on their bed. Minho softly touched his back and tried to pick him up.
"I'm sorry, Channie. Was that too much? You did so good."
As softly as possible, he held him in his arms, but Chan still let out a whine. "Ouch, Minnie. Hurts."
"Fuck-" But Minho didn't even have time to think about how this was not a good moment for Chan being little, because he had tears in his eyes.
"No bad words, Minnie." He cuddled against Minho's naked chest, as the blond carried him to the bathroom to sit him down in the bathtub.
"Right, I'm sorry my precious Channie." He kissed his cheek softly, letting the bathtub fill with warm water to clean him and to hopefully relax his muscles.
Since now he had to take care of Chan, especially after just having sex, Minho decided to shower in the morning and he quickly put on sweatpants and a shirt, before kissing Chan's cheek and washing his hair.
"How little are you feeling?" He asked softly, but only got a shrug as a response because Chan was too distracted, playing with the bubbles.
Minho sighed, but couldn't suppress a smile at how Chan's eyes were practically glowing when he was blowing the bubbles in Minho's face.
Yet Chan had heard the sigh and his smile dropped. "I'm sorry." He whispered, letting his body be washed by Minho.
"No, Channie. What are you sorry for? You didn't do anything wrong. Let's just go to bed, okay? You can cuddle with your favorite plushie."
Minho wrapped him into a big, fluffy towel and carried him back to their room, where he set him down on the couch and dressed him in his favorite cat pajamas, trying to be as careful as possible to not hurt the boy.
"And with you?" Chan smiled shyly.
"And with me." Kissing the tip of Chan's nose, Minho turned around to change the bedsheets.
When they finally lay down, Minho pulled Chan as close as possible, without hurting him. "Sleep now, Channie." With a last kiss, he turned off the light as silence embraced them.
But the silence didn't last long. "I'm hungry." Chan tried to get up from the bed, but he fell back down on the mattress, when he coudln't take a step forward because of how much his body hurt.
"Be careful, you must be tired." Minho suppressed another sigh, as he slowly carried Chan downstairs to their kitchen and made him tea after sitting him down on a chair.
It was an adorable sight how Chan was holding the mug with both hands, careful to not spill the hot tea, while drinking it carefully.
While Chan was drinking his tea, Minho searched for something the other could eat. "Maybe rice?" Chan shook his head. "Yogurt?" Again he shook his head.
"I want a cookie." A wide grin spread on his lips and Minho rolled his eyes, as he caressed Chan's back.
"I knew you weren't really hungry." Minho watched how Chan ate his cookie happily, their cat resting on his lap, snuggling against him.
"Here Minnie, you must be hungry too." Chan offered Minho the rest of his cookie.
"No, Channie. You can eat it." He tiredly trailed his hand through Chan's hair.
"Please eat." The sad expression on Chan's face made him give in. And Chan immediately smiled when Minho ate the rest of the cookie.
"Can we finally sleep now, baby?" Minho asked, after brushing their teeth.
Chan nodded happily. "Thank you, Minnie. I love you." Shyly he leaned forward to press his lips against Minho's for a short second.
He blushed, when he pulled back, avoiding Minho's loving gaze. "I love you, too."