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Minho was pent up. He had been feeling frustrated for weeks now and really needed an outlet soon. Normally he could have danced or cooked his frustrations away, but these weren’t his normal frustrated feelings.

He was sexually frustrated, as he hadn’t had good sex in months and honestly only his fingers weren’t enough to get himself off anymore. His orgasms felt lonely and his fingers didn’t even reach to his good spots! (Curse them for being small.)

Minho tried to buy a new dildo, wanting to see if it helped if he got a new sex toy, but opted out of it, as he knew one of his members would accidentally find it or even get it handed to by the delivery person. And Minho was craving human touch and not a silicone counterpart anyway. (He knew that as he had tried it with some of his other toys.)

So Minho was in a dilemma. 

He craved mind blowing sex so much that he went on the app store and downloaded an app designed for one night stands, after having grown desperate enough to try it. It was called “Strayed” and Minho chuckled at the irony of it sounding like his group name. (It was probably also why he choose it out of all of the apps shown to him.)

On the app he was asked for preferences, so the system could pair him up with something who was compatible with those.

Minho wrote in his bio that he was searching for rough sex, that he was a brat in bed, only bottomed, as he preferred it, and that he was looking for someone who could brat tame him and call him names, whilst also praise him. Degradation filled with praises always made everything better in his experience. 

Cause who didn’t like the best of both worlds? 

Minho waited days to be matched up with someone, that he would be willing to have sex with, as most of the people which he had matched with already just weren’t his type.

Well that was until Minho matched with Chris. A guy in his 20s who liked brat taming and pampering his brats after they were done fucking. He was a full blown top and seemed like a whole sweetheart from what Minho could gather from his profile. The abs that he displayed in the pics also helped. 

But there was one thing that bothered Minho. The guy didn’t have any pictures where his face was visible. Though Minho couldn’t really complain as he himself had opted out of showing his face in case someone who was a fan of him recognized him, which would have brought a whole set of problems for his image. 

So he messaged him first to see if he noticed any red flags. Or any other warnings that would show him whenever to avoid the guy or let him fuck Minho senseless. 

→ You matched with Chris… 

Minho : Hey hottie

Minho : I like your abs 

Chris : Oh hi

Chris : Thanks

Chris : You’re not so bad looking either 

Minho huffed. Not so bad looking? Huh. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : Gee thanks 

Chris : I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you

Chris : You’re cute, baby 

Chris : I’d like to eat you up 

Chris : Judging that’s you in those pictures 

Minho smirked, before replying. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : You have to earn that though

Minho : And yes that’s me

Minho : Judging if that’s you in those pictures as well

Chris : Yup! That’s me alright haha 

Chris : Oh and 

Chris : I’m going to have you begging me sooner than later baby 

Minho : Pfft 

Minho : I’d like to see you try~ 

Minho leaned against one of the company couches, as he watched Chris write a reply. He had been practicing in one of the training rooms for like hours and granted he felt spent. Surely flirting with this dude could get his spirits up again. And Chris seemed very confident in charming his pants off. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris : I certainly know when you’re going to be laying under me that you won’t be this snarky 

Chris : Or you would be punished baby boy

Chris : But it seems like that you like to be punished? Isn’t that right baby? 

Minho : …

Minho : Keep it in your pants mister

Minho : We haven’t even set a date to fuck yet or a place at that 

Minho : But if you’re so sure of your performance then you should certainly show me 

Minho : Or are you backing out? I’m not exactly easy Chris

Minho grinned as he was waiting for Chris to reply. Not a lot of tops could deal with Minho’s attitude. On one hand he could be all soft and submissive and on the other one he could be super tsundere and bratty. It only mattered how good a top was to make Minho enter his subspace, which made him go all pliant and let go of all his pretenses.

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris : Let’s see how easy you are then baby <3

Chris : When are you available? 

Did this dork just send him a heart emoticon? Fuck, Minho was an actual sucker for soft tops. (Minho snorted as he made the connection through a fucking heart emoticon though.) And Chris seemed to be into him too, judging from how fast he wanted to meet him. It made Minho want to toy with him some more. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : I’m a busy person, very high in demand 

Minho : But for good dick I could try squeezing you into my schedule 

Chris : Ouch, I knew you only liked me for my dick 

Chris : Though certainly I can’t really say I’m innocent of not objectifying you either

Chris : Those thighs look delicious Min 

Chris : They’re honestly making me act bolder than I usually am 

Minho laughed, his thighs squeezing together in response to Chris’s message about them. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris : But why are there no pictures of your face in your bio? 

Minho : That’s something I also wanted to ask you about

Chris : Haha valid 

Chris : I will tell you my reason first and then you tell me yours okay? 

Minho : Sure

Chris : I’m not exactly supposed to be having this app downloaded 

Minho : Why? 

Chris : I can’t really tell you that, maybe if you know me then I would most likely have to though

Well this seemed like a red flag, as this was almost as to why Minho didn’t have any pictures of his face in his bio, but Minho wasn’t stopping himself from replying anyway. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : That’s okay… It’s funnily enough the exact same reason I have 

Chris : Really? 

Chris : …You’re not like an idol, right? 

Chris : Or someone that is planning to cheat on their partner 

Minho gulped. Not because of the cheating accusations, because that’s something he had also thought of Chris doing, but the fact that Chris was very spot on with asking if he was an idol. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : Are you? 

Chris : No, I would never cheat, please don’t take me for a guy like that >_<, I know I sound weirdly suspicious 

Minho bit down on his lower lip. He could always bail on the guy if he recognized him during their meet up or convince him that he just looked that good and similar to that one Stray Kids member, whatever his name was. Or if the guy was an idol Minho would already be out of sight before the guy could notice him.

So Minho, smart as he was, decided to lie to get some much needed dick and action. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : If I were in a relationship I wouldn’t be looking for a hook up on this app 

Minho : And me being an idol? Not likely 

Minho : But what about you, huh? 

Chris : Haha 

Chris : Wouldn’t you like to know ;) 

Chris : The only idol I am is yours~ 

Chris : Also that’s relieving cause I really like your physical aspects… and your attitude is making me wanna act up 

Minho huffed amused.

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : That doesn’t even make any sense, the ‘you only being an idol to me’ thing 

Chris : Oh when we’re in the bedroom it’s totally gonna make sense

Minho : … 

Minho : Gosh you’re horny 

Chris : And you aren’t? 

Chris : Sorry if I’m being too pushy, but I’ve been stressed lately and probably need to let off some steam through a hook up 

Chris : Getting off to the pictures of your thighs might be holding me sustainable for now, but thinking about having the real thing has me salivating 

Minho cooed mentally, but he was also getting turned on just by how the guy was texting him. (Who knew Minho could get turned on by just some naughty texting?)

His eyes strayed away from the conversation, as he thought about his reply and his eyes widened. His vocal training was starting in less than ten minutes, so he had to get going quickly. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : Yes I’m horny, glad we established that as we both know that as the reason why I’m on here 

Minho : And no you’re not being too pushy

Minho : If you were I would have left you on read a long time ago

Minho : Also tell me more about you liking my thighs later, cause I gotta go now

Chris : I will, baby

Chris : I gotta get going too

Chris : Text you later <3 

Chris : Or more like sext you later haha 

Cute. This guy was a total dork. Luckily for both of them, Minho was into guys like that. 

He quickly gathered up his stuff and took a big gulp of water, before leaving for his vocal training. 

Him and Chris continued chatting after that, getting to know each other better and all that stuff that came with trying to hook up with some stranger. They also exchanged some photos. Like Chris asking for pictures of Minho’s thighs, whilst Minho asked him for photos of his abs. Though they haven’t had yet ventured further than those. Mostly because of the time crunch and not being that familiar with the app yet in Minho’s case. (Hopefully it hadn’t gained total access of his gallery, like in those scary videos he watched. That would be a nightmare. He always had to think about his image as an idol.) 

They still hadn’t found a good time to meet up, as both of them were plenty busy. This Chris guy even more so, which surprised Minho honestly. Maybe he had caught himself a CEO and that’s why Chris wasn’t showing his face on his profile?

Minho was tired as fuck after having been training for almost a week nonstop. Though at least Chris had been distracting him from ripping his hair out from all the stress. 

This sweet, and hot, guy had been messaging Minho little texts to check in on him or to see if they had made any progress in finding time to meet up. Which Minho was desperate for. The text message were nice though. The flirting certainly helped him ease up.

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris : You up for some nudes? 

And today it seemed like him and Chris were desperate enough to have phone sex or well more like photos and text messages sex. With certain intention and nakedness. (If Minho had read Chris intention with asking for nudes right.) All because they still haven’t had any time to meet up and were horny as fuck for each other. (So of course this was the next best option, even if Minho wanted more.)

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : What? Like you want to send me a dick pic or should I send mine to you?

Chris : How about both baby

Minho : Can’t wait any longer for the real deal huh?

Chris : As if you could

Chris sent a picture

Minho bit his lip, seeing the preview of white chocolate staked abs and looked around the living room, before he quickly made his way to his bedroom. He had to take some pictures for Chris as well fast, cause he didn’t have nudes stored in his gallery. It was too dangerous as an idol. 

He locked it behind him and stripped out of his clothing. Minho cursed when his sweater wouldn’t go over his head, but it gave him an idea on how he could present himself to Chris, so he pulled it down again and positioned himself on the bed. 

Minho snapped some pictures and made sure the app was only allowed to access those, before he sent them to a waiting Chris, who was anxious to get a response back. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris : Min? 

Chris : You there? 

Minho sent a picture

Minho sent a picture 

Minho : Yeah sorry, I had to quickly strip out of my clothing

Minho : And during that attempt I got caught in my sweater so I just pulled it back down 

Minho : Not exactly the most sexy stripping I’ve done 

Chris : God Min you’re so hot…

Chris : And cute

Chris : Did you really strip this quick to send me photos?

Minho blushed, but he took this moment of bashfulness to look more closely at Chris’s photo. 

Minho squeaked and almost dropped his phone as his eyes caught sight of the mirror picture Chris had sent him. 

His abs of course were on display, but god those broad shoulders…

And don’t even get Minho started on his dick. 

When they met up he would probably beg the guy to get a replica of his cock, cause damn. Minho was a proud size queen and the guy clearly had the inches. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : Well excuse me for wanting to send you pics as well

Chris : Cute…

Chris : Don’t be pouty baby

Chris : I will surely reward you for this 

As much as Minho wanted to be rewarded, this was the perfect time to flirt. Or in his case to be bossy. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : If it isn’t another dick pic I don’t want it 

Chris : Mhm? 

Chris : Did I allow you to choose your reward? 

Chris : I didn’t, in case you’re too cock-dumb to understand anything right now 

Chris : This bossy attitude of yours is not something you get rewarded for 

Minho squirmed. This way of replying to his demand surely aroused him plenty. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : What are you going to do about it huh?

Chris : You’re going to regret this sweetheart 

Chris : Get your lube out and position yourself against your headboard of the bed 

Chris : If you follow my instructions correctly I will give you your reward still 

Chris : And to keep you from misbehaving…

Chris sent a video

Minho’s eyes widened. It wasn’t a long video, only really serving as an appetizer, like Chris had totally intended it to be, but to say Minho was intrigued was an understatement.

Chris had put back on his boxers and was slowly teasing to edge them down in the video, showing off how his abs moved as well. 

And Minho, who was desperate for cock, knew he had to obey for a bit now. (He could have also easily lied, but where was the fun in that? He already was too pent up to even consider not doing what the hot guy was ordering him to do.) 

Quickly he reached in his secret department of his desk to retrieve his bottle of lube and leaned back against the headboard of his bed.

He picked his phone back up to tell Chris. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : …I got it

Chris : That’s a good boy 

Minho : …

Minho : I’m not a dog Chris 

Chris : Mhm 

Chris : Do you prefer being my kitty then? 

Minho : No comment 

Chris : Pfft

Chris : Kitty it is then~ 

Minho chuckled, their messages could go from super sexy to sort of funny in just a matter of seconds. For Minho with his quick thinking and witty personality it was very entertaining. If Minho hadn’t been an idol, he probably would have played around with the idea to ask this guy out on a date after the intentional hook up. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris : Getting back on track

Chris : I want you to spread your legs apart as far as you can 

Chris : Snap a picture of yourself in that pose 

Chris : And send it to me 

Chris : …If you’re too uncomfortable with doing this we can always stop it

Chris : But if you’re willing then I don’t want you to be misbehaving 

Minho laughed, before doing what Chris had asked of him by spreading his legs apart real far, so that he was almost doing a split. But not to strain himself unnecessarily, he bent his knees a bit inward. 

His dick was partly covered by the sweater but his hole was on full display, due to the position that Chris wanted Minho to be in. 

Minho raised his phone and stuck his tongue out, as he tried to find the best angle to get pictures of how he laid there, without getting his face in it as well. 

Chris and him had already planned to only reveal their faces when they would meet. (Both of them had agreed suspiciously fast to that.) And besides that he couldn’t have nudes with his face in it, as it was still being considered too dangerous for him to do that.

Minho took some pictures and quickly decided which ones he would send.

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho sent a picture

Minho sent a picture 

Minho : Is this good enough? 

Chris : <3

Chris : You’re very pretty baby

Chris : And wow you weren’t kidding when you said you’d be flexible 

Minho grinned, the past conversations that they had, turned informative for the both of them quickly, as the two of them got on pretty well and wanted to know more about the other. And Minho just had to tell Chris that he would be able to do the splits whilst mounted on his dick. It made for fun banter and even better sexual fantasies to think about, which hopefully they would get to try out soon. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris : Grab the lube bottle and let some of the lubricant drip onto your ass 

Chris : Hold your phone in your other hand to record it for me 

Minho followed his instructions and firmly placed his feet into his sheets to keep his legs from closing as he opened the bottle to let the lube slowly drip down. With his other hand he held his phone high and pointed towards what he was supposed to film. 

Minho squirmed and gasped as it dripped onto him, the feeling of its cold wetness making him want to close his thighs. The lube ran down the crack of his ass and stained the comforter on which Minho was laying on. He held the bottle tighter to squeeze more of the lube down onto him, making him sticky, wet and messy. 

He sent the video to Chris, squirming as he laid in a mess of lube sticking to his bottom-half.

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho sent a video

Chris : That looks very hot baby~

Chris : Drip your fingers into the mess you made and tease your hole a bit

Chris : Film it again

Chris sent a picture 

Minho bit his lip, as he read the messages. Chris had sent him a photo of himself gripping his erect cock. Minho noted he had used lube to make it glister. The guy knew how to take great dick pics. 

Though Minho kinda wanted a video of him stroking himself. 

Minho brought his hand down, as he angled his phone to film his digits slowly dip into the wetness. He ran his hand up and down his ass, before he slipped it between his asscheeks. He squeezed them briefly and mentally cursed the fact that he had to hold up his phone so that he couldn’t spread them apart that much, as he circled his rim with a single finger. Teasing himself just like Chris had said he should do. 

Minho pulled his sweater up slightly more after that to show off his dick, before his fingers wandered down again and caressed the plush of his ass, whilst teasing his rim, threatening to let them slightly slip in but stopping before they breached it.

As Minho was getting too worked up from all the foreplay, which he performed on himself for Chris, he quickly sent the video, so that he could distract himself from his fingers itching to slip inside of him. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho sent a video

Chris : You’re doing perfect baby

Chris : And your dick is so pretty and cute looking 

Chris : I’d love to put ours together to slide them against each other

Minho : Can you also send me a video? 

Chris : What do you want me to do? 

Minho : Can you stroke yourself? 

Chris : Mhm

Chris : A please would have been nice as well for you to say, but if you send me a video of you fingering yourself open I’d be probably more than happy to oblige to your demand without having to hear it

Minho : You’re a dork 

Minho : P.S. you’d have to make me desperate enough to make me start begging or saying please

Chris : And you’re sexy 

Chris : P.S. you make it sound like a challenge 

Chris : Which honestly I’d be more than happy to take on ;) 

Minho giggled. He set his phone down to lube his hand up with the help of his other hand squeezing the bottle, before he exchanged the bottle with his phone again and held it back up in it’s earlier position to start recording himself.

His fingers now thoroughly lubed up, began drawing shapes into the plush of his ass. One of his fingers ran over his rim, before it dipped into his hole. Minho relaxed his body and let the finger slip deeper into him to its knuckle. 

He thrusted it out and in, then he let his other fingers stretch his asscheeks apart the best he could. His dick twitched as Minho hadn’t been giving it any attention during the whole ordeal and was practically begging for it, desperate to be touched. 

Minho slipped another finger inside of himself and his breath hitched, whilst his grip on his phone tightened. 

Thrusting both of the fingers inside of him in and out, he started scissoring himself and the squelching noises made his tummy tighten in excitement. 

Moans began slipping out of his mouth, getting louder every time he repeated the motion of his fingers fucking into him.

He slipped a third finger into himself and then after that the fourth, guessing Chris would like seeing him all stretched out and sucking four of his fingers into himself. (And Minho liked feeling stretched out, so it was a win-win deal.)

Minho kept his fingers inside of him as he sent the video off.

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho sent a video

Chris : Gosh your moans are the prettiest I’ve ever heard

Chris sent a video 

Chris : Finger yourself till the edge and if you feel it coming slip your fingers out of yourself and toy with your dick

Chris : Send me a video of that too 

Minho wasn’t able to reply cause his fingers were shaking too much and he was unfocused on writing correctly as his other fingers were still trusting into him. 

He could still read the messages that Chris was sending to him. Minho slightly scrolled up to click on the video that he had sent him before those, so he could see its contents. 

Minho bit his lip as he watched Chris stroke his dick and groan from behind the camera. Minho moaned simultaneously with him, as he curled his fingers inside of himself and witnessed Chris’s muscles flexing in the video, when Chris’s strokes got more erratic. 

Minho’s fingers lightly brushed against his prostate and his back arched upwards. He tried to do it again but his fingers couldn’t go deeper into himself at this angle. He whined frustrated, but kept going at it until he felt a knot appear in his tummy, which meant he was close. 

Minho whined again when he remembered that Chris had told him to slip his fingers out of himself and to toy with his dick, even though he was close to coming and stopping the stimulation for a second would make his high decrease. 

His shaky hand clicked on the filming button to record himself, as he slipped the fingers out and his hole clenched at their loss. Minho whimpered and his hand quickly wrapped around his dick. 

His hands would surely cramp after this, but the impending orgasm would be worth it. 

Tugging and stroking his dick, Minho’s thighs were shaking as he toyed with himself. He pressed the flesh against his tummy and then rutted his dick against his hand holding it down. 

Tears were gathering in his eyes as his high resurfaced and he quickly sent the video off. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho sent a video

Chris : So good baby 

Chris : Are you close? 

Minho : Yea 

Chris : Do you want to cum? 

Chris : I’m close too

Minho : Yes I want to 

Minho : Can I see? 

Chris : Only if I get a video of you coming all over yourself also 

Chris : Cum for me baby 

Minho clicked on the record button again, his whines and moans audible in it as he worked himself to the edge. 

He thought about Chris stroking himself to completion also and his strokes got more inconsistent and messier.

Minho came with a loud cry. “Chris!”, And cum splattered all over himself, as his dick spurted it out in white ropes. He touched himself until he felt himself being overstimulated and stopped rubbing his flushed pink dick, which had white cum staining it, as well as his tummy, his hand and his sweater. 

Minho quickly send the video off and took deep breaths to calm himself down from the high. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho sent a video

Chris : Good god

Chris sent a video 

Minho clicked on it, his limbs loosened from his orgasm and his breathing heavy as he watched Chris pleasure himself until he came. Minho licked his lips and looked down at the mess he’d made just now, before he decided to take a picture of it. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris : The fact that you moaned my name sent me right over the edge 

Chris : It’s why the video was so quickly filmed and short 

Minho : Aw that’s cute

Minho sent a picture

Chris : …

Chris : I just orgasmed, I need to take a breather until I can go another round

Chris : I think you just killed me babe

Minho : lmao 

Chris : Don’t sass me 

Chris : But god baby I can’t wait to see you like this in real life

Chris : And hear your moans in reality, up close and personal

Chris : They’re practically music to my ears 

Minho giggled.

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : You flatter me too much

Minho : But don’t stop 

Chris : You like it huh? 

Minho : Totally 

The two of them continued chatting into the night until Chris fell asleep and Minho cleaned himself up the best he could before he also fell asleep. Usually he had more stamina, but due to the heavy schedule they had right now, all it took to knock him out was a great orgasm apparently. 

Not that he was complaining though. Well not much. The morning after their sexting session, he woke up feeling sticky as fuck, because he hadn’t cleaned all of the cum that had coated his body. 

He made sure to complain loudly about that to Chris, who cheered him up, whilst also teasing him and telling him when they would do it together that Chris would take it upon himself to clean up the both of them afterwards. 

Minho was really looking forward to it.

“So the schedule for tomorrow is postponed?”, Minho asked their manager during their usual meeting that was set to inform all the members of their schedule and program dates. 

The manager nodded. “Yeah, it’s going to be in a week from now.” 

“So, is there anything else that we have to do on that day now?”, Chan, their leader, asked. His eyes were darting between their manager and his laptop that he had open to note anything down. He was the most busy out of all of them and always needed to make changes to his calendar, Minho never saw Chan without his laptop nearby honestly. (And he stared at Chan a lot… For no particular reason…)

Their manager looked into their phone and scrolled through emails and schedules, before replying. “It seems like there isn’t anything else planned for that day.”

“So it’s technically a free day for us?”, Jisung questioned and Felix looked hopeful. 

The manager nodded and smiled, causing the members to cheer. 

“Fucking finally, I thought we could never catch a break.”, Changbin laughed and Chan clapped him on the shoulder, his hand reaching for his keyboard to note it down in his calendar. 

Minho laughed in agreement and their meeting ended in them breathing in a sigh of relief at finally getting to take a rest, before each one of them made plans to rest comfortably the next day. 

But Minho wasn’t planning to take a rest like the others. Looking at his phone, he grinned before taking it out on their way back to the dorms. His manager was driving them back to theirs after the usual meeting as always.

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : Are you free tomorrow?

Minho : I’ve just gotten notice that I have the day off tomorrow, as they apparently postponed what I had to do~ 

Minho looked out the window of the car as he waited for a reply and listened to Felix’s and Jeongin’s conversation as to what they wanted to do tomorrow, which was sleeping and playing multiple hours of video games. 

Sitting next to him was Seungmin who was listening to music and Minho contemplated if he should do the same, but judging from how far their dorm was away right now, he wasn’t going to do that, as they would arrive soon enough. 

His phone pinged and he looked down. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris : Funny that you’re saying this, cause the same thing happened to me today 

Chris : I am finally free from work! 

Chris : And I would love to finally meet up with you~ 

Chris : Should I go ahead and book a hotel room for us? ;)

Minho : Pfft, eager aren’t you? 

Minho : Let’s meet at a café first

Chris : You got it kitty

Chris : Around what time do you think we should meet? 

Minho : So around 3pm? 

Chris : Perfect, I will note it down in my calendar

Chris : Can’t wait to see you tomorrow already

Minho : Dork…

Minho : <3 

They discussed further details for tomorrow and then just flirted around with each other through their messages. Minho almost hadn’t looked up from his phone when their manager informed them that they had arrived, if Seungmin hadn’t waved a hand in front of his face and smirked all knowingly. 

Minho made sure to scowl at him, before thanking the manager for having driven them. He then quickly walked into their dorm and into his room, where he let himself fall onto his bedsheets. 

He smiled at the last message Chris had sent him and quickly sent him one back. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris : See you soon kitty~ <3… (And sleep well cause you need all the energy you can get for tomorrow~)

Minho : <3 (Don’t worry about my stamina old man, worry about yours~ ;) ) 

Minho didn’t get a reply after that, but he imagined that when Chris would eventually see it, he would laugh and reply with an equally teasing message. 

The next morning, Minho woke up excited, whilst also feeling refreshed and nervous. He was excited cause today would be the day that he and Chris would meet up for their hookup. He also felt refreshed as he didn’t have a schedule today and had slept a considerably amount of time. But he also felt nervous because he was meeting Chris today. 

He kept thinking about it, as he ate breakfast with the others and checked his phone for any new messages from Chris. And to his pleasure there were new ones.

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris : Brat

Chris : …You slept alright? 

Minho smiled and replied to him.

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : I did and you? 

Chris : Mhm, it was a pretty decent sleep

Chris : But that was probably because I had dreamed about you~ 

Minho : Oh~? 

Chris : ;) 

Minho laughed and focused back on eating, as his dongsaengs were starting to look at him intrigued, curious and confused. (And he had to angle his phone away, as Felix tried catching a glimpse of what was displayed there on his phone’s screen that made his hyung so giggly.)  

Minho hoped everything was going to go well and that it would leave both of them satisfied. Maybe even so that they would want to do it again... With each other.

So yeah Minho was nervous. But that didn’t stop him from looking forward to it. 

He looked so much forward to it, that when he was in the shower, he felt himself get aroused by simply thinking about what was going to happen later in the day. 

Minho had already washed, cleaned himself and douched, which meant that he was now just standing under the water, whilst he was relaxing his muscles and letting his mind run wild, as it got steamy under the constant stream of water hitting the tiles and his body. 

Water ran down his back and he shivered, as he felt himself get even more turned on, because his thoughts had strayed in a certain direction which involved his later on plans. 

Minho sighed, but giggled as he grasped himself, already thinking about bringing this up to Chris, so that he could use this as an excuse to punish Minho. 

Though he didn’t really need an excuse, Minho probably would have done something bratty anyway to get it somehow. It was what he wanted after all. 

His other hand reached for his bottle of lube that he had hidden behind various shampoo bottles and squeezed some on his fingers, before he reached behind himself and slipped one digit in. 

He stimulated himself from both sides and leaned his head against the coldness of the tiles, as the water heated his warm skin up further. 

Minho’s hand left his dick and reached up to pinch one of his nipples, as he slipped another digit into himself. He moaned and thrusted them in and out faster. 

He wasn’t trying to make himself tip over the edge, but he more so wanted to play with himself a little to get his mind off the nervousness that he felt because he was going to meet and hook up with Chris today. 

Another finger joined the other two, as they scissored him open, when Minho heard a knock sounding from the door. 

“Hyung? Are you done soon? I gotta use the bathroom…”, It was Felix, who had knocked and to Minho’s horror he sounded like he was standing really close to the door.

Minho swallowed a whine, before he replied. “I-I’m just rising off the rest of the shampoo!” 

He quickly slipped the fingers out of him and wiped the lube away, before turning the water off and stepping out of the shower in record time.

Minho grabbed a towel and dried himself. Doing it quick, as he wrapped it around his body and opened the door to Felix looking at him curiously from next to the doorway.

“You can go in now.”, He said, hoping he wasn’t looking as flushed as he felt, when he let Felix pass by him. 

“Thanks!”, Felix called out to him, as Minho made his way to his room and Minho waved him off, before blushing heavily when Felix couldn’t see him any longer. 

His boner had died down, but Minho still felt slightly turned on. So he eyed his secret department in his nightstand, before opening it and retrieving a butt-plug.

Just because he hadn’t bought a dildo for his room in the new dorm yet, during the time he had lived at this dorm, didn’t mean that he hadn’t got other things. This one he had owned the longest and he had bought it during a stay at his parents house, where he kept most of his sex toys in a secret drawer. 

Minho dropped the towel, as he bent over his bed and spread his asscheeks apart with one hand, as the other lubed the butt-plug up and slid it into his hole. Minho moaned out as it was placed snug into him. He looked at the mirror to see it nestled in between his asscheeks, it’s heart-handle looking obscene paired with his flushed pink skin and his blushing face staring back at him. 

Chris was going to appreciate this~ 

Minho wiped his hands again and then dried his hair, before dressing himself in what he deemed as nice clothing for his date with Chris. He had also picked out some cute lingerie, which he then covered up with unassuming jeans and a pastel sweater. 

He eyed himself in the mirror, before deciding that it looked good enough on him. Now all he had to do was wait until it was appropriate for him to show up at the cafe. 

He snapped a picture for Chris, so he would know what Minho was going to be wearing when they met up and would recognize him easier because of that.

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho sent a picture

Minho : See you soon, (this outfit comes with a surprise ;) )…

Chris : <3 

Chris : You look cute baby (oh~?) 

Chris : Can’t wait to pull it off of you then~ 

Minho giggled. 

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : Dork

Chris : Your dork 

Minho : …

Minho : <3 

Minho spent time waiting around until his date with Chris was scheduled, by reading web cartoons on his phone, before deeming it was time to go after having read non-stop for an entire hour. 

Minho said goodbye to his dongsaengs and informed them that he most likely would be back tomorrow, before he went out through the front door. They all waved him bye and Seungmin furthermore called out to him with a cheeky goodbye and a grin that made Minho want to chase him with tissues. (But couldn’t right now as he had a date.)

“Bye! Have fun!”, Seungmin wiggled his eyebrows.

“Kim Seungmin!”, Minho scowled, but it didn’t deter Seungmin, who only grinned at him as Minho got his boots on and stepped out into the hallway. 

Minho looked at his phone again to check where he had to go, as Chris had chosen where they would meet up and had also convinced Minho that he would pay for all expenses. (He drove a hard bargain.)

→ You matched with Chris…

Chris sent a picture

Chris : This is the cafe’s location 

Minho : I’m going now! 

Chris : I’m already on my way

Chris : So~ I’m saving us some seats :) 

Minho checked the time and started walking, whilst his eyes were trained on his phone to see where he had to go. The cafe wasn’t that far from his dorm. (Chris knew that they lived close by, as Minho had told him the general area at where they could meet.) 

Minho walked towards the cafe which Chris had sent him the location of and saw that he was almost there. Chris had chosen a cafe that was mostly hidden away from the general public, but Minho still wore a mask, cause he was an idol and because Chris wouldn’t hopefully immediately catch onto the fact, that if he knew and or followed Kpop idols, that Minho looked very much like Lee Know and ask him about it. (Minho had already thought about the lie, that he was going to tell him if he did end up asking eventually.)

He was extremely excited to meet him and hook up with said man. His whole body was flushed from the fact, that he was going to meet this man in public with a butt plug inside of him. 

Minho looked at himself one last time in his phone’s selfie mode, before writing Chris a message, as he stepped through the door of the cafe, saying that he was here.

→ You matched with Chris…

Minho : I’m here! 

Chris : Me too ^-^ 

Minho : Where are you? 

Minho : I can’t see you cause of all the deco here 

Chris : I’m the guy in all black 

Chris : And I’m sitting somewhere in the back 

Chris : I ordered us something already

Minho smiled, his Chris was so thoughtful. Minho looked up from his phone and walked further into the cafe and towards the back, whilst his eyes were gazing towards the back of the cafe that was covered up mostly by decoration and plants. It looked lovely, but also restricted your sight a considerable amount. He saw a guy sitting there, hidden behind all that, but mostly by a large plant. He was dressed in all black and had his back to Minho. In front of him stood two beverages, one was an ice americano and the other a milkshake. 

The guy in all black clothing was also on his phone.

Minho grinned, as he realized that this had to be Chris. He made his way over and tapped him on the shoulder. 

Minho was practically vibrating from nerves and excitement. His blush was visible high on his cheekbones and his hands were fiddling with each other, as he quickly had retracted his hand from Chris’s shoulder to greet him with a wave. 

He grinned. “Hey Chris —“, But his eyes widened and his hand froze in the middle of the air, as the guy turned around and Minho saw who it was, just like the guy realized who was standing right next to him, flabbergasted. 

“CHAN-HYUNG?!” 

Chan was a busy man, but a man nevertheless. So of course he wanted something more than just his hand to get his mind off of things that stressed or annoyed him.

He wasn’t really sure what eventually pushed him over the edge to join a hook up app, but maybe it was because the name had reminded him of his own group. 

On there he was reasonable enough to not show his face on his profile, as he was an idol, but still many people messaged him looking for a dom. He shot many of them down, mostly because he was too shy or because he wasn’t taking any chances at being recognized. (Funny how he was shy, but preferred taking control during sexy times.)

This was until he came across Minho’s profile. The man also didn’t have any pictures with his face in them, but those thighs were what Chan was mostly intrigued by.

And what won him over in the end was Minho’s personality. His way of texting made Chan laugh and their conversations turned flirty pretty quick. But he also learned a lot about Minho during them and Minho got to know him well enough too. The two of them were pretty compatible, Chan had thought when he continued chatting with Minho and didn’t back off. So he was desperate to meet up with the man despite the fact that it could be a disaster if Minho recognized him as an idol. 

(Also that Minho’s name was Minho made Chan think about his silly one-sided crush that he had on his own Minho, but he didn’t want to acknowledge that fact any time soon, and not when he was messaging a cute guy.)

All their conversation made Chan very excited for when they would finally meet up. And the sexting they had done, clearly helped sweeten the waiting time. 

So when Chan and his teammates got the notice that their schedule had been postponed to another day, he immediately used that chance to meet Minho, who luckily also was free on said day. 

Funny coincidence, right? 

Minho had sent him a picture of what he would be wearing, so that Chan could recognize him and Chan had sent him the location of a local cafe which wasn’t well known, so Chan had less chances of being spotted there hanging out with his hook up date.

Chan was spending his time waiting in the cafe with ordering their drinks, an ice americano for Minho, who really liked them and a milkshake for Chan, as he didn’t like coffee and then he kept looking at the picture Minho had sent him. 

The outfit was totally cute, but his Minho in it was cuter. (And Chan couldn’t really wait until he had the go from Minho to get to pull those clothes off of his body.) 

He idly sipped from his milkshake as he got the messages from Minho saying that he was there and looking for him. Chan told him that he was the one dressed in the black clothing, even though the cafe was pretty much devoid from people right now. He knew he couldn’t be easily seen behind all the deco in here and especially that big plant, which he choose to sit next to. 

Chan took a deep breath, as he was nervous but excited to meet Minho. He felt too shy to look around for him so he kept his eyes on his phone for any further messages.

A hand tapped on his shoulder, startling Chan, as the person behind him said. “Chris!” 

Chan turned around and his eyes went wide as he caught sight of a very familiar face. 

And that familiar face caught sight of his. Their eyes wide and disbelieving as they stared at him and he stared back, his mouth agape. Chan’s body froze up and he dropped his phone on the table.

“CHAN-HYUNG?!” 

“Minho…?!” 

Their shouts alerted the cashier, who looked up from what they were doing and shot them a look, Chan winced as he saw it from the corner of his eyes. He took a hold of Minho’s hand to get him to sit down next to him. He didn’t want a confrontation with the staff.

Minho let himself be guided down, his eyes flickering from Chan’s face down to the grip he had on his hand. 

“Wha —?” 

His mouth snapped shut as Chan nodded in the direction of the staff, which Minho followed to look at where Chan had directed him to. He winced, noticing that they weren’t exactly alone to shout out all their disbelieves.

Minho looked back at Chan, his eyes running all over him, Chan couldn’t say that he wasn’t doing the same to Minho. 

His Minho. 

And the outfit he wore, which he had sent Chan a picture of. 

With a supposed surprise underneath…

Oh God.

“Y-you’re Chris?”, Minho exclaimed, the look on his face disbelieving. 

“And you’re Minho…”, Chan replied, wincing as everything they had messaged each other ran through his mind, reminding him of the intimate things they told and wanted to do with each other. And well also did, cause they had videos of each other masturbating for the other. 

Chan gulped. Both of them looked ready to bail but were frozen in shock, so they couldn’t. (And wouldn’t because what could they do? They couldn’t avoid each other! They were in the same group!)

“How?”, Minho voice hitched in embarrassment, seemingly noticing the way Chan was starting to blush as he thought more about the implications of this. And whatever this was.

“I don’t know?”, Chan replied. Why was this happening?

Minho laughed awkwardly. “I had considered you, well Chris, recognizing me, but…” 

Chan’s eyes widened. “And you told me, well erm Chris, that you weren’t an idol.” 

Minho shot him a look. “I lied obviously, I can’t have a hook up with someone knowing that and risk my career if they decided to go public about it.” 

“But you look too much like an idol in real life, if it hadn’t been me what would you have done if they recognized you and asked you about it?”, Chan inquired. Worry overruling awkwardness for a moment. 

“I would have said, ‘ha funny that you think that, people keep telling me that I look like this one Stray Kids member, but I’m just this pretty I guess’… I can be pretty convincing…”, Minho muttered, eyeing his drink and tugging his mask down to take a sip of it. 

Chan watched him drink, his eyes focusing solely on his glossy pink lips. 

“Still it’s risky…” 

Minho shot him a look. “You’re also an idol, hypocrite, what would you have done if a person had recognized you?”, He raised his eyebrow. 

Chan blushed, his mind halting for a moment. “I don’t know, I guess I never entertained the thought much of hooking up with someone, well — I mean I had downloaded the app for it, but nobody caught my interest for so long that I had to think about it, which is dumb I know, but then I came across your profile… And yeah.” 

Chan looked down at his phone, the last of their messages displayed in front of them on the screen. Minho’s eyes turned to his phone as well. 

Minho went red. “Oh my god, w-we — did stuff!”

Chan chuckled awkwardly. 

“I fingered myself for you.”, Minho whined weakly, as he pushed his hands against his face. 

“And I told you that your moans were music…”, Chan supplied, whilst being equally embarrassed. 

Minho whined louder. 

“I wanted you to fuck me.”, Minho groaned, his face looking resigned and Chan nodded, adding his own intentions into the mix of embarrassing statements. “And I wanted to fuck you.” 

“Ugh, I even prepared myself for getting fucked today.”, Minho muttered and he adjusted his sitting position, which Chan took notice of, but it didn’t really register in his mind yet as to why. 

Chan blinked. “I, uhm, don’t know how to respond to that.” 

Minho looked up from his pity party to look at him deadpan. “But it seems like Chris did.” 

He looked up to the ceiling then, biting his lower lip. “Christopher, Chris, Chan…”, He shook his head. “You wearing black, not showing your face… Abs…” 

“It’s kinda obvious now.”, Minho murmured. He eyed Chan. “Didn’t you find it weird referring to me as Minho, when we were doing stuff, because well… because of me?” 

Chan shrugged. “…There are a lot of Minho’s in Korea, so I didn’t. And I mostly called you pet names anyway. You erm, stated in your bio that you liked that.” 

Minho nodded, his ears were red as he recalled some of those pet names and Chan watched him take another sip of his iced americano. 

He shifted uncomfortably in his seat and his face scrunched up. 

Minho sighed. “I really wanted dick today.”, He caught Chan’s guilty expression directed at him. “I just have been so pent up these past weeks.”, Minho told him, his own expression easing up, as he assessed Chan sitting next to him.

“Me too.”, Chan chuckled and he sipped his drink. 

Minho sighed again. “I knew Chris’s profile was too good to be true… Big dick, nice abs, sweet dom and able to top and brat tame me. Fuck… I shouldn’t have downloaded the app, but then again...”, Minho trailed off, his expression going thoughtful. 

Chan sputtered, almost choking on his drink, as he listened to Minho. “You’re really flattering me by saying that…”, He choked out. 

Minho blushed and Chan knew he had to say more or Minho would overcome the weird autopilot freeze mode in which they were in right now and bail instantly. “I mean your profile caught my attention immediately. Your thighs are really pornographic and uh —“

Minho giggled, eyeing Chan mirthfully, but his expression quickly sobered up and he pouted. “Man, these next weeks will be hell, this is so awkward and I still need to get fucked or I will eventually start bitching at the kids from not having had a dick shoved up my ass yet.”

Minho’s eyes widened as he realized what he had just said in front of Chan. “God I’m sorry, you didn’t need to hear that, my filter —“ 

Chan interrupted him, his face ablaze, but his head was stupidly determined. “What if we still hook up?” 

Minho looked at him as if he were crazy. Maybe he was. “But wouldn’t that be awkward, like it could get in between our group dynamic?” 

Was Chan pushing his boundaries here? Maybe.

“But isn’t it already awkward?”, He pointed out. “I mean if you don’t want to, I totally get it, I just wanted to give you the option to.” 

Minho eyed him up, his glare boring through Chan and seeing right through him. “Do you want to?”, Chan felt like he was being assessed by a tiger.

Chan gulped. “Uhm yeah.” As if he could deny wanting to have sex with Minho.

Minho’s expression softened. “Ok then.” 

Chan’s head halted and he was pretty sure that he had stopped breathing for a moment there. “Y-you’re agreeing?” 

Minho blinked, flustered. “Well you offered it!”, He looked away mortified. “Unless you were just joking about it —“

“I wasn’t!”, Chan quickly interjected. 

“Then you’re going to fuck me, right!?”, Minho brightened up, seemingly happy that he was getting fucked today after all and that nothing had been in vain. 

“I guess!?” 

“Can you guys please keep it down?!”, The staff standing behind the counter called out to them, making the both of them aware again of the fact that they weren’t alone in the cafe.

Chan jumped out of surprise and turned to face the staff eyeing them with an amused glare, whilst Minho giggled embarrassed, as he tugged himself against Chan’s side to hide himself from the staff’s judging gaze.

“Sorry!”, Chan replied to the staff, who just shook their head and waved him off. Minho laughed at his awkward grimace and stole a sip from Chan’s milkshake. Though Chan was happy to note that Minho was blushing during the whole ordeal, feeling just as flustered as Chan was.

Minho was leaning into Chan’s side as they made their way to the hotel, which was one of the many hotels that Chan had suggested they go to. They had talked a bit more about their situation to clear some stuff up, but it was still a bit awkward between them, as they were going to be getting very intimate soon with each other. 

But they were determined to have sex today. (And Chan was secretly happy about the fact that he was going to have sex with Minho.)

Chan quickly checked them in at the front desk and then they were on their way up to their assigned room. Chan pulled his mask off, as they walked. 

“You sure you want this?”, Chan murmured to Minho, as he put an arm around his waist to stir him in the right direction.

Minho snorted. “Yeah, because Chris promised to brat tame me real good.”, He raised an eyebrow at Chan. “You weren’t bluffing, were you?” 

“Of course not.”, Chan laughed. “I do enjoy being a dom, it’s just I never pictured you liking to be on the receiving end or well being that Minho, whom I had texted with.” 

“I literally send you a video of me fucking myself on my fingers.”, Minho pointed out amused. Duh. “And we literally talked about the other thing just now.”

“Well I know it now, you don’t have to bring that up and yeah I know, I was there.” 

“Why are you acting so unsure then? Are you getting shy?”, Minho grinned, clearly enjoying the banter between him and Chan. 

Chan raised an eyebrow. “No, but I prefer to get a boner in private.” 

Minho giggled and Chan finally found their rooms front door. He put the key against the lock and opened up the room for them to access. 

Chan gestured for Minho to go in first to which Minho raised an eyebrow at him and said teasingly. “Such a gentleman~”, Going inside Minho slipped his mask off too.

Chan blushed, but chuckled to himself as he crossed the door way into the room too and closed the door behind him. 

Minho immediately crowded him against the wall, his hands making contact with Chan’s chest, as he licked his lips and stared at Chan. 

Chan stared back at him and his hands came to rest on Minho’s waist. 

“Can I kiss you?”, He asked, eyeing Minho’s pouty lips that turned into a cute smile at his question. 

“Yes.”, Minho replied and closed the distance between them. 

Minho’s arms wandered up to put them behind Chan’s neck, as the kiss deepened and Chan’s hands gradually lowered themselves on Minho’s body until they were cupping his ass. 

Minho hummed into the kiss and opened his mouth, so that Chan could slide his tongue in. Chan immediately did, making Minho hold him tighter with his arms around his neck, as he explored the inside of Minho’s mouth. 

The two of them separated to catch their breath, their pupils were blown wide and their mouth were red and glistering wetly from kissing. 

Minho wiggled in his grip, making Chan hold him tighter. His hands cupped and toyed with the plush of Minho’s ass, which made Chan appreciate Minho’s lower body workout, cause damn was his ass grab-able and nice to squish. 

“And I thought I was the butt-hunter of the group.”, Minho teased but he leaned in to give Chan a peck on the mouth. His eyebrows furrowed in pleasure as he let out a moan at Chan’s demonstrations on his ass. 

Chan moved with him and the kiss deepened again. He kept flexing his hands, which made Minho moan into his mouth, until he had him panting and both of them worked up. 

“Let’s just say I try to keep my urges at bay when it comes to you.”, Chan murmured and he started kissing at Minho’s jaw down to his neck. 

Minho laughed breathlessly before he gasped and bucked his hips up, as Chan lightly bit into a very sensitive part of his skin. 

“Chan~”, Minho moaned and Chan wasn’t sure if he liked this name more than when Minho had moaned out his other name. (Both. Both were good.)

Tiny hands fisted into his hoodie, bunching it up and revealing his lower back. “Off, off!”, Minho demanded and he slid one of his hands back to Chan’s chest to grip at his hoodie there. 

Chan let Minho take his hoodie off, although he was back to instantly kissing him as it fell down from Minho’s hands and onto the floor. Chan let his hands slide down to grip under Minho’s thighs and he heaved him up to carry him towards the bed. 

Minho gasped and giggled, as he slung his hands around Chan’s neck again and pressed his head down to Minho’s neck, so Chan could keep kissing him there as he carried him. 

Minho was thrown onto the bed, making it and him bounce as he laughed. His hands reached out to pull Chan down and towards him. Chan had to cage him in between his arms as to avoid falling onto him and crushing him under his weight, as he got tugged down by Minho.

Clearly Minho didn’t care about being crushed underneath his body weight as impatient as he was to kiss Chan again and to run his hands down his back. 

This little minx. 

Their mouths were moving against each other, when Chan pushed one of his legs in between Minho’s thighs, making Minho have to spread them apart. Minho wiggled his toes to slip his shoes off, seemingly impatient to loose clothing. 

Chan’s hands moved towards Minho’s sweater and he made a move to pull it off of Minho. Minho complied even though he made an unhappy noise at having to stop swatting spit with his hyung, so that said hyung could get the sweater over his head. 

Chan pulled it off completely and immediately went to town at pressing kisses on Minho’s now exposed smooth skin. Chan was happy to note that Minho’s skin was flushed pink all over. It was sickeningly cute. 

“Hyung~”, Minho moaned out as Chan latched on one of his nipples and began licking it. 

Minho’s hand fisted the sheets beside him, as Chan started sucking on one of them, before licking across his chest to tease the other one with his tongue. His own hand moved to where Minho’s hand was flexing in the sheets and took a hold of it, squeezing it as he pressed kisses all over Minho’s chest and on the surgical scar, that was visible on his upper tummy. 

Minho chuckled as he realized that he and Chan were holding hands. His other hand came to rest in Chan’s hair, as he looked down at him with mirth in his eyes.

“Hyungie.”, Minho purred and Chan hummed, before kissing a line down to his tummy, making Minho giggle. 

His giggles turned into moans as Chan nosed at the bulge in his pants, before Chan

spread his legs apart even wider to sit in between them and started unzipping Minho’s pants. 

Minho raised his hips up, so Chan could pull them down and he smirked as Chan stopped shortly after having pulled Minho’s pants down to his thighs. 

“Do you like my surprise~?”, Minho purred and giggled when Chan answered him with a breathy groan. 

“You’re gorgeous…”, Chan awed and Minho blushed.

“You should definitely wear this more often.”, Chan murmured, still being mesmerized by the sight in front of him. Fucking panties…

Minho raised an eyebrow at him. “I do wear this often, you just have never seen me in it.”, Minho wiggled his lower body to get Chan’s attention back to focus on pulling his pants off of him. 

“Oh~? Good to know.”, Chan chuckled and he moved to free Minho of his pants. He threw them somewhere behind him, as he settled back in between Minho’s legs, but now with both of his own legs situated on the bed. 

Minho shuffled a bit backwards and tugged Chan by his pants with him, so Chan didn’t have to sit at the edge of the bed any longer. 

Chan’s hands ran down Minho’s legs, pinching soft skin here and there, making Minho twitch and squirm in his grasp, as Chan continued to stare at him with lust-filled eyes. 

“A-are you just going to stare at me all day?”, Minho whined. His hands reached down to unzip Chan’s pants the best he could, as he couldn’t reach him very well in this position. 

Chan giggled. “Getting impatient, are we kitty?”

Minho growled in his best imitation of a cat, which made Chan laugh. 

“Ok ok, I got it Min.” 

Chan moved away and stepped off of the bed to pull down his pants, his shoes and then socks, before joining Minho on the bed again. 

Chan’s hands moved to hold Minho’s waist, before he lowered them to dip under Minho’s panties, where he squeezed Minho’s ass.

Minho mewled and his hips bucked up. 

Chan looked at him confused. This was an extreme reaction to Chan only squeezing his ass. He did it again of course and watched Minho tremble underneath him, as he let out another obscene moan at the action.

…Interesting. 

Chan raised an eyebrow at him. He pinched the skin before squeezing again and again. Minho was looking down at him with a bright blush on his face, as he bit his lip and glared down at Chan. Chan paid his glare no mind, it was too cute to be intimidating. 

His one hand spread Minho’s asscheeks apart to dip between them. And Oh.

Chan knew now why Minho’s reactions were so over the top from only him gently having kept squeezing his ass over and over. 

“Mhm Min? Are you aware of the butt-plug inside of you?”, Chan asked teasingly. In his mind it clicked as to why Minho had kept shifting next to him in the cafe.

Minho huffed. “I-it’s another surprise. So, of course I know.”

“Ah, so is this why you kept shifting your sitting position next to me in the cafe?”, Chan asked grinning at Minho’s flustered but determined expression. “Naughty kitty.” 

Minho hit him with his foot. 

Chan tsked. “You just couldn’t wait to have something in you, could you?” 

Chan gripped the butt-plug at its base with his fingers and thrusted it up into Minho. Minho mewled in surprise. 

“You were that desperate to be filled up?”, Chan chuckled and he slightly pulled the butt-plug out before thrusting it in again. “Mhm slut?”

Chan watched Minho bite down on his bottom lip, as his thighs came to cage Chan in. 

As beautiful as he was like this, Chan wanted to see everything of him. So he stopped toying with the butt-plug, which Minho whined at and tugged Minho’s panties down. 

He cooed at the sight of Minho’s dick, before his eyes traveled lower to see the butt-plug nestled in between Minho’s cheeks, which he could swear had firmly winked at him.

Chan grabbed Minho’s legs to stop them from caging him in and spread them upwards, so that he could pull off Minho’s panties all the way. 

Minho was blinking owlishly down at him, watching his every move. 

“You’re cute.”, Chan blurted out, making Minho giggle and raise an eyebrow. 

But before Minho could retort anything back, Chan was already grabbing the base of the plug again and slid it in and out repeatedly inside of Minho. 

Minho’s now freed cock, was twitching from the sudden stimulation that he received and Chan’s own dick was pressing painfully hard against his boxers, wanting to join in on the action. 

Though Chan made it his mission to pleasure Minho first. He was a good dom after all, one that wasn’t just selfishly chasing his own pleasure whilst neglecting his partner. 

“Ngh~ Hyung — Don’t tease me.”, Minho gasped out in between moans. His toes curled in pleasure. 

Chan chuckled. “But I gotta appreciate your surprise, don’t I?” 

Minho whined and moved his ass down against the plug that Chan was holding hostage inside of him. 

“C-Channie.”, Minho mewled and Chan decided that he had teased him enough, so he slipped the plug out of him slowly.

Minho whined at the empty feeling it left behind. 

He glared at Chan, who had moved off the bed and was unzipping his pants and pulling them off together with his shoes and socks. He pulled out a bottle of lube and a condom, whilst he was undressing, out of his hoodie that laid next to his fallen pants and winked at Minho, who blushed as he watched Chan undress. 

Minho tugged Chan back into bed with him, when all he had on were his boxers, and moved to straddle his torso, as he kissed him and licked over his face. 

“Are you actually a cat?”, Chan laughed, as he realized why his cheek was suddenly so wet, during plenty of Minho’s sweet kisses that were given to him. 

Minho snorted and sarcastically retorted. “Meow.” 

Chan laughed and Minho pushed him further down in the sheets as he wiggled his way up. 

He was intently looking at Chan’s mouth and Chan smirked as he realized what Minho wanted, but was too shy to ask for. 

“Do you want to sit on my face?”, He asked and Minho’s eyes widened in embarrassment in being so easily figured out, but he still nodded. 

“Then turn yourself around so I have better access to your pretty hole.”, Chan chuckled. Eating Minho out? Yes please. 

Minho did, he turned around to straddle Chan’s torso and he lifted his lower body up to hover above Chan’s face. 

Chan’s hands came to grab at his asscheeks and he spread them apart, as Minho slowly lowered himself down onto Chan’s face. 

Chan pocked his tongue out and teasingly licked over Minho’s rim, before nipping at it and eventually tonguing into it, as he held onto Minho’s ass and caressed the plushness of it.

Who knew that Minho would have such a nice and plush ass? It had always looked delicious in the various tight pants Minho wore, but seeing and feeling it naked made Minho’s ass even better. 

Dancing would become super hard now, when Chan knew that all he was going to be focused on was staring at Minho’s ass during the choreography and picture what it had tasted and felt like. 

“Channie~”

Not to mention Minho’s moans were also greatly turning Chan on. Minho’s little noises were high-pitched and soft, making Chan want to hear more of them. 

Luckily Minho was plenty vocal and even more so sensitive. 

Chan delved his tongue deeper and moved his one hand away from Minho’s ass to blindly search around the bed for the bottle of lube he had thrown on top of the sheets, before locating it and grabbing it quickly. 

“Hyungie! So good — Ngh~”, Minho was grinding his lower body down against Chan’s face, as Chan opened the bottle one handed and coated it with lubricant. 

Chan smirked as he felt Minho tremble on top of him, nipping his skin again before licking into him as well, as to tell Minho that he was doing great. 

Chan’s lube covered hand made its way back to Minho’s ass and Minho yelped at the slightly cold and wet feeling, as Chan’s hand slapped him, before reaching in between his ass. 

“Oh~”, Minho vocalized as a finger prodded at his entrance and entered it together with Chan’s tongue still fucking into him. 

Due to him having worn a butt-plug for the entirety of their date, he was loose enough for Chan to quickly slip in another digit. 

Minho whined at the feeling of having a tongue and two fingers, that belonged to his hyung, penetrate and toy with him. 

His moans got louder the more intense Chan ate him out, his thighs were shaking and Minho felt lightheaded and so so turned on, that he feared he would collapse from the pleasure which Chan was making him experience.

Chan could practically hear, or well feel, what Minho’s was thinking, as his thighs tried to squeeze themselves together on top of Chan’s torso, but couldn’t as Chan was keeping him, and his legs, spread open and Minho was too unfocused to control them. 

“Hyungie~ Chan! Channie!”, Minho whined and Chan kissed his hole, before diving back in with three of his fingers joining his tongue. 

Minho threw his head back, as the third finger joined. 

Chan was eating him out like he was a starved man and Minho was riding his face as if his rent was due and he had three cats to feed. 

Chan felt Minho start to quicken his grinding down on him and so he tried to match his pace and watched on in awe, as Minho suddenly cried out in a high pitched moan from being stretched so deliciously.

He curled his fingers, as Minho arched his back and oh — 

“Ngh! Hyung!” 

He had found Minho’s prostate. Chan grinned and pressed against it, as he slid the finger in and out in a repeated motion, making Minho yelp, whine and moan. And that loudly and in Chan’s favorite pitch of his voice right now. 

Chan continued to push and wiggle his fingers against Minho’s prostate as he licked Minho wet and hummed at the taste of the lube, that he had lapped up as well. 

Sweet. Minho tasted so sweet.

Minho threw his head back and his body shook as he whined. “God! Channie — More! I-I’m mhm~ close —“

Minho’s hands were holding onto Chan’s torso for dear life as he rutted his lower body against Chan’s face in desperation for release.

Chan groaned. He was almost suffocating because of Minho’s ass and honestly if he died like this, he would die as a happy man. 

Minho’s moans sounded super erotic. Chan made a mental note to eat him out more often if his every reaction was going to be like this. (If Minho let him do this again, of course. And hopefully…)

The hand that had been spreading and caressing Minho’s asscheeks wandered around to Minho’s front. Chan didn’t care about the awkward angle that he had to bend his arm in, as he took a hold of Minho’s, surprisingly small — which was kinda turning Chan on more, knowing that he dwarfed Minho in that department —, dick and started jerking him off. 

Minho sobbed and he frantically tried bucking into Chan’s hand, whilst also rutting his hips backwards into Chan’s face, who had sped up with thrusting his fingers and tongue into Minho. 

Chan felt Minho clench down on him, as he cried out and came, spurting cum all over their bodies, painting them white and sticky. 

Minho shook in ecstasy on top of his hyung and Chan continued to fuck into him during his orgasm. Minho whimpered and mewled, as Chan worked him through it and let his limp dick go to once again focus on worshipping his butt. 

Chan knew Minho was fine with being overstimulated, having had told Chan about it through their messages on that app, when they still didn’t know much about each other. 

But to make sure, he still asked him, as he dipped his tongue out to speak. “Can I overstimulate you?”, His voice was hoarse as fuck and Minho whined in response. 

“J-just continue!”, Minho gasped out and let Chan manhandle him, as he almost collapsed onto Chan’s torso. 

Minho felt tingly all over from the orgasm that Chan made him go through. His sensitivity was heightened even more than usual and his moans were breathy and whiny, as he came back to earth and to Chan still fucking into him as his reality. 

Both of them were experiencing nirvana right now. 

Chan’s dick was painfully standing up in his boxers, just begging to join in on the action, but Chan was too focused on making Minho squirm and moan to pay attention to his own needs. 

Chan entered a fourth finger, making Minho go cross-eyed. Not that Chan could see, but every reaction to him thrusting into Minho pointed to that. He was fucking Minho dumb with only his fingers and mouth. 

Minho seemed to be getting more aware of what was happening as his high left him gasping and thrusting his hips back against Chan’s fingers. He shifted on top of Chan and circled his lower body so that Chan could hit all the right spots as Minho focused his attention on Chan laying under him. 

A hand ghosted over Chan’s crotch and he groaned, making Minho giggle as he ran a hand over Chan’s bulge. 

His hand went under Chan’s boxers and grasped Chan’s dick, slightly stroking it. 

“You’re so fucking big…”, Minho whined weakly and Chan had to chuckle, whilst his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure at having Minho’s fingers on him and the way that Minho seemed amazed by his dick. 

Big fucking ego boost.

“I really want it in me…”, Minho awed and his hands pulled Chan’s cock out from under his boxers, making Chan hiss from the cold air that hit it, which was immediately replaced by a tongue giving his cock little kittenish licks.

Chan groaned as Minho continued to tease the tip of his dick and giggle if it twitched in response to him giving it its much needed attention.

Chan’s fingers had slowed down inside of Minho, as Chan let Minho lick and suck his dick. 

Minho seemed to register his fingers almost stilling inside of him, so he whined and thrusted his hips back. 

Chan laughed. “You’re so needy.” 

Minho only huffed before he took Chan whole down his throat and started swallowing around him. 

Chan bucked his hips up in surprise and his fingers hit Minho’s prostate on total accident. That seemed to surprise Minho in turn, who choked slightly on Chan’s cock and pulled off to shoot a glare over his shoulder at Chan.

“Warn me first if you wanna choke me with your dick!”, He hoarsely teased. 

Chan winced. “Sorry, you just surprised me…” 

Minho smirked. “Oh really?”, He took it as a challenge to surprise Chan again by squeezing his balls and sucking the tip of his cock back into his mouth. 

Chan moaned and he pulled his fingers out of Minho to grab Minho’s waist in warning.

“Kitten…”

Minho grinned around him and he wiggled in Chan’s grip on his waist, drawing Chan’s attention back to his plush ass and thick thighs swaying right in front of his face. 

“I know you want it Channie~”, Minho purred as he temporarily pulled away from Chan’s cock, tempting him with his ass, as he circled his hips in a very hypnotizing way. 

“Don’t be a brat.”, Chan murmured back, (totally not meaning it by the way as bratty Minho was a huge turn on), making Minho giggle. 

“But I’m telling the truth, aren’t I?”, Minho teased and he gasped as Chan gripped him tighter, probably drawing bruises into his skin. 

“Doesn’t mean that you get to be so smug about it.”, Chan confessed and Minho laughed breathlessly.

“Come on Channie, can’t you fuck me already? I’m all prepped and wet for you~” 

Ah, he finally got too impatient and just outright said it. Chan had been thinking about Minho getting demanding again soon. Brats just liked riling their partners up until they got what they wanted and Minho was no different. (Well he was the cutest out of all the brats Chan had slept with though. Never mind the fact that Chan didn’t have sex often because of his heavy schedule.) And Chan knew how desperate Minho was to be filled up by cock with his ass wiggling and giving Chan a show of his tempting thighs, trying to get his hyung to do something. 

Chan chuckled. 

“Are you that hungry for cock, kitten? Mhm? My little cock slut? Say please and I will fuck into you real good…” 

Minho hissed in a whiny tone. “I don’t wanna beg.” 

Chan raised an eyebrow. “Who said something about begging? We will get to that later, I promise you, but I only asked you to say please, if you’re that desperate for cock. Surely you know your manners.” 

Minho whined. “Hyung~” 

“It isn’t so hard for you to say please, is it? 

Minho shook his head. “It’s embarrassing…”, He admitted and wiggled his ass again, trying to make Chan fuck him without giving in to his request.

Chan cooed. 

“Just give me your dick already!”, Minho groaned embarrassed nevertheless by being cooed at. 

Chan raised a hand and slapped it against Minho’s left asscheek, making Minho yelp and rut his dick against Chan’s torso as he was jostled. 

“Please…”

Chan grinned. 

“Take my boxers off fully, baby.”, Chan told him and Minho complied quickly, thinking he was finally getting what he wanted.

“Turn around.”

Minho turned around on top of his torso with the help of Chan’s hands on his waist guiding him. Confusion was evident on his face, which made Minho look adorable even though he was perched on top of him whilst being naked and flushed pink.

“Huh?”, Minho questioned and tilted his head cutely. 

“You wanted my cock filling you up, right?”, Chan asked, cooing mentally at the cute face Minho was making, as his gaze was still teary from getting eaten out earlier.

Minho nodded his head. 

“Ride me then.” 

Chan saw Minho’s mind halt for a second, before Minho nodded again, looking determined as he grabbed the lube and smirked down at Chan, thinking he had the high ground now.

Chan was going to have fun ruining Minho like this. 

Minho was going to be begging sooner than later if he dared to ride Chan looking all smug, as if he had won their little game. 

Chan knew it had only begun.

Minho opened the cap of the bottle and squeezed some lube on his hands, which he then stroked Chan’s dick with. (Though he didn’t grab the condom, as both of them were clean and Chan knew Minho liked doing it raw, as again Minho had told him that over their messages. Though he still gave him the option by having brought it with him.)

He grasped Chan’s dick as he moved to hover above it and aligned his hole with his cock. Minho looked at Chan, as he slowly lowered himself down onto his dick, breaking their eye contact as he sucked more and more of him in. 

Minho whimpered and his thighs flexed on each side of Chan. His eyebrows were furrowed in pleasure as he bottomed out and released a shaky breath. 

“Too much?”, Chan asked, equally concerned as well as amused.

“S-shut up.”, Minho gasped out, biting his bottom lip as he focused on steadying himself on top of Chan’s dick that was stretching his hole wide. Minho felt stuffed.

And Chan loved the tight and wet cavern that his dick was incased by. 

“I’m good — ngh.”, Minho eventually told Chan. 

Squelching noises joined Minho’s moans as he raised his hips slowly, before dropping down with the help of Chan’s hands on his waist. 

Both of them groaned out at the feeling of friction and Chan helped Minho to repeat the motion of raising and dropping his ass down on top of Chan’s dick. 

Minho whined and shifted his position slightly, before circling his hips, making him moan and Chan groan as he somehow slipped down further on his cock. 

“Ah~ Channie.”, Minho gasped and Chan let him bounce on his dick, as Minho got more enthusiastic with fucking himself open and loose.

Chan let him take the reigns for a while, as he was busy with observing Minho. He looked like a god, whilst he was perched on his lap and sucking in his dick with his pretty hole. 

Minho was so pretty. 

“Sweet thing, you’re gorgeous. You take my dick so well.”, Chan chuckled and his grip tightened on Minho’s hips, as Minho once again circled them. The motion gave them both immeasurable pleasure. 

“I know — ngh.”, Minho replied teasingly, making Chan raise an eyebrow at him.

His hands reached up to flick Minho’s nipples. 

“Ah!”, Minho mewled and his back arched, as Chan also pressed against the sensitive nubs, rubbing them to get more delicious high keening out of Minho, who had a very sensitive chest. 

Chan snickered. “Cute.”, Minho had told him that he was sensitive there and Chan loved it. It just turned him on by how responsive Minho was when Chan was touching Minho’s chest.

Minho pouted at him.

He raised his hips again, before dropping down, repeating the motion several times, whilst he let out staccato moans as Chan continued to tease his chest. 

Chan knew that Minho still hadn’t found his prostate by himself, as he kept changing his position on top of him, circling his hips frantically and softly, searching for the hot pleasure, which he was desperate for to receive by having Chan’s cock thrust against it. But Chan knew where it was and kept avoiding it on purpose. (Which was kinda hard for him to do, as he was large and pretty deep inside of Minho. And he tended to often times hit it right away.) He only let his dick slightly brush against it, which had Minho on edge, as he shuddered and tried shuffling closer to make Chan’s dick hit his prostate directly. 

Chan smirked. “Do you need help, baby?” 

Minho glared at him weakly, whimpering as Chan’s hands spread across his chest to his belly and pressed against it. 

Wait a minute — Holy fuck!

Chan pressed against it again wide eyed. There was no mistaking it. Minho had a belly bulge!

His dick was pressing against Minho’s belly from the inside, which was really fucking hot. 

“C-Channie?”, Minho gasped confused, his glare softening, as he looked down at an awestruck Chan, whose eyes were clearly filled with lust and admiration.

Chan took Minho’s hand and pressed it against his tummy, looking at Minho’s flabbergasted reaction. His eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open in surprise at feeling the bulge.

“Oh my god…”

Minho immediately started bouncing again, throwing his head back as he felt the bulge retreating and reappearing with his hand pressed against his stomach.

Chan watched on in awe until Minho started to get sloppy with his movement and his whimpering got louder.

“Please — Just…”, Minho whimpered so softly that Chan almost hadn’t heard him speak, as their skin slapping against each other paired with the squelching noises and their moans were pretty loud. 

But luckily Chan did and so to take mercy on Minho he snapped his hips up, making Minho go crosseyed and mewl. Chan grinned and took charge, as Minho scrambled to hold himself up. 

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Channie —“, Minho keened.

Chan smirked as he thrusted up inside of Minho and directly hit Minho’s prostate. 

“Hyung! Ngh~ There — Right there!”, Minho cried out, his nails digging into Chan’s abs, as he held on for dear life, his poor body was shaking in ecstasy and his moans were broken and high-pitched. They sounded better in real-life than in those audios that he had sent to Chris. 

Chan held him up by his waist and repeatedly thrusted up in Minho, hitting his prostate every time and making Minho sob because of it. 

“A-are you feeling good, baby?”, Chan asked, his voice slightly breathless, as he helped Minho bounce on his cock. He was doing most of the work now. 

Minho nodded frantically, his eyebrows were furrowed in pleasure and Chan moved his hand to take one of Minho’s hands into his own to hold it in the air, which he then intertwined with his own. 

He looked up at Minho, who was looking down at him, whilst he was flushing red in the face at the cute action. 

“I-I’m close, hyung — hyungie!” 

Chan chuckled. “Aw, kitten~”, His hand that had been tangled with Minho’s, moved Minho’s hand and closed it around his dick in a tight grip. Chan’s own hand enclosed it too so that he could hold Minho’s hand pressed there. 

“If you want to come, you have to beg~” 

Minho whined. “But Channie —“

Chan snapped his hips upwards and Minho sobbed, as it shot pleasure up his spine. 

“No buts. A good kitty knows his manners. Mhm~ You’ve already taken too long to say please before, the least you could do is beg for me now to make up for it.” 

Minho grit his teeth, his face was on fire and Chan knew that even when Minho acted bratty, that it wouldn’t take him long to break and obey. 

In the meanwhile Chan was busy with nailing Minho’s prostate every time he thrusted  into him and made those pretty eyes of his water. 

Minho bucked his hips up in return and his resolve snapped as Chan’s hand tightened around his hand and dick, letting precum smear across their fingers. 

“Fuck Chan! Please! Please! Please — I wanna cum~” 

The tears gathered in his eyes spilled over, as Chan stared him down and listened to his sweet cries of please and Channie. His hole clenched down on Chan’s dick and Chan noticed that he was desperately getting close as well. 

“D-does Kitten deserve to cum?” 

Minho’s glazed over eyes widened, as he registered Chan’s words and he nodded his head yes frantically, his hair bouncing with it. It looked super fluffy, Chan was a goner…

“K-kitten really wants to! Can kitten come?”, Minho moaned and looking down at Chan he added on in a meek voice. “Please?”  

Chan groaned and his hand started to jerk Minho off with Minho’s own hand trapped between Chan’s hand and Minho’s dick. 

Minho jolted and he whined, as Chan flicked his wrist and still kept thrusting against his prostate. 

“Cum for me, kitten.”, Chan murmured and Minho’s face contorted in pleasure as his dick spurted cum all over their hands and bodies. 

His cry was loud and needy making Chan immediately spill into him as well. His cum painted Minho’s inner walls white, some of it already dripping out and making a mess out of Minho, as his hole fluttered around Chan’s dick. Chan put his hands quickly on Minho’s waist before Minho could collapse on top of him and he held him there for a moment, as they collected their breaths. 

Chan slowly moved to sit up, but he still kept Minho in his lap as he held him tighter. Minho’s eyes followed him and closed, when Chan shortly connected their lips. 

Minho giggled lowly and Chan smiled fondly at him as they parted. 

“Can we stay like this for a moment?”, Chan asked and Minho nodded happily. He moved his arms upwards to wrap around Chan’s neck, as he trailed kisses all over Chan’s face, much like a cat rubbing their face against their owner when asking for affection. 

Chan chuckled, happy to receive Minho’s affection. 

Indeed they stayed like this for a mere moment, but Minho just had to grind his hips down against Chan’s dick that was still inside of him, which had started to grow hard again during their shared kisses. And looking down it seemed like Chan’s dick hadn’t been the only one affected by their kisses, as Minho was half-hard as well. 

“Kitten~”, Chan murmured teasingly, raising his eyebrow at Minho, who looked at him with a way too innocent to not have any ulterior motives expression. 

“Aren’t you satisfied enough? Do you still need more?”, Chan teased, but honestly he had also wanted to go for another round as Minho was addictive, both of them had high stamina and pent up frustrations, and Chan was weak for his affection and moans. Minho was a real temptress and Chan was tempted to worship him. 

Minho blushed and he lightly hit Chan in response. Chan laughed shyly. 

His hands tightened around Minho’s waist, as he shuffled around and turned them over, laying Minho down onto the bed in the process of him moving to hover over Minho, whilst his dick was still inside of him. 

Minho’s legs quickly wrapped around his torso so that they stayed connected during the changing of their position. 

Chan kissed down from Minho’s jaw to his neck, but he was being careful not to leave any suspicious marks. Bruises were fine, they hurt themselves more often than not during practice, but hickeys weren’t that easy to explain to their stylists. 

Minho’s arms pulled him closer, as Chan kissed him again, nipping at his bottom lip. Chan thrusted his hips forward loosely, as their kissing got more heated again and he had to pull away to breathe. 

Minho’s arms loosened around his neck and instead held onto his shoulders. He looked up at Chan with lidded eyes, when Chan repeated the motion of thrusting forward. 

“M-more…”, Minho moaned and he dug his nails into Chan’s shoulders, as Chan’s hands held onto his waist for leverage to thrust harder into Minho.

Minho’s moans turned whinier by the second and both of them were fully turned on again, which meant Chan immediately found Minho’s prostate as he wasn’t avoiding it, or trying to avoid it, on purpose anymore. 

Minho yelped, his body going slack as he let Chan pound hard into him, his dick nailing his prostate every time, so much that Minho couldn’t control his body or face anymore. His tongue lolled out and tears again spilled over from the pleasure he was receiving. 

Cum was dripping out of him, which Chan tried to immediately push back into him again as their movements got more erratic. 

“Channie! Hyung, please please please —“ 

Minho didn’t know what he was begging for, but Chan kissed him senseless anyway, as he cooed down at him also. 

“So obedient. Ngh — Shush kitty, hyung will take care of you~”, Chan murmured against his lips, as his pounding got slower but rougher.

He winced as he felt Minho’s nails draw blood, but he kept going at it anyway. It only had served to turn him on more. (He liked his partners feisty.)

Chan groaned as Minho clenched down on him. 

He knew he wouldn’t last long like this, not when Minho was being this whiny and needy, as he kept clutching onto Chan. 

“Hyungie! l-l’m close — K-kitten is close!”

“I’m close too, kitten…”, Chan moaned out and Minho kissed his forehead in response, before nuzzling his nose as well. Fucking hell, how was Minho acting so cat-like whilst they were fucking. And how did Chan find it so cute? 

Minho grinded back down against Chan, who was thrusting forward simultaneously, and keened. 

“C-can kitten come? P-please kitten wants to cum — ah!”

Minho shuddered against him, his dick was leaking precum all over their torsos that were rubbing against each other as they craved the others touch. 

“Pretty kitty, make a mess of yourself —“, Chan chuckled breathlessly. “Cum for me…” 

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank — Ah~!”, Minho sobbed, before crying out as he came all over them, spurting ropes of sticky white cum. 

His whole body shuddered through his orgasm and he clenched down tightly on Chan, who came as well, filling Minho up with more of his cum. Which meant that he was essentially breeding him. (And just that thought alone could have bought Chan over the edge honestly.)

Chan let go of Minho’s waist, so that he wouldn’t accidentally crush Minho with his weight as he slumped over and steadied himself on his elbows instead. 

Minho was panting hard, his fucked out face was weakly beaming down at Chan, who looked at him in awe whilst he was also trying hard to catch his breath. Minho looked fucking pretty…

Chan reached one of his hands out to move away strands of hair that had fallen into Minho’s face, before kissing him once, then twice. 

Minho hummed, before he winced lightly. 

Right, they were still connected as Chan’s dick was lodged inside of Minho’s asshole. He would pull out soon though, but right now he just wanted to stay connected with Minho like this, even though both of them were highly sensitive now right after coming. 

Chan also noticed that they were covered in layers of cum, so he sighed amused. 

“Should I draw us a bath?”, He asked Minho, who was slowly coming back from his headspace to observe their intertwined positions. His eyes locked on Chan’s abs, as he surfaced.

“Huh?”, Minho intoned flustered, his eyes snapped upwards from having gazed at Chan’s abs to his face. He looked sleepy and cute with his hair all fluffed up.

He blinked and Chan smiled. 

“I’m asking if you want to have a bath now.”, He repeated.

“No~”, Minho whined. “I’m sleepy. Kitten is sleepy.” 

He slumped down to further prove his point, making Chan giggle. He knew that if they hadn’t been so tired from all the work, which they had been doing these past weeks, that Minho and him would have had sex all night. (And Minho speaking in third person was fucking adorable, if Chan wasn’t so spent like previously stated he would have made Minho come on his dick once again.) 

“But Minho we’re covered in cum.”, He stated, though he also kind of just wanted to stay like this with Minho and cuddle his kitten, who was laying there all fucked out and pouting cutely up at Chan, which activated Chan’s immediate cuddle instinct. But he knew that Minho would be complaining about it in the morning, as even though he liked being messy during sex, the aftermath of having to clean dried cum wasn’t fun at all. 

“Don’t care.”, Minho murmured as he made grabby hands at Chan. 

“What about the cum in your ass, if I pull out it will drip out of you, or more like spill… and dried cum is a bitch to clean, you know that.” 

“Just put my butt-plug back in.”, Minho whined. “Channie, come here.” 

His arms looked inviting, but Chan had to be strong, so instead he looked for the butt-plug laying around, finding it on top of a pillow, and grabbing it, before he pulled out of Minho who whimpered at the empty feeling left behind. 

Chan quickly slid the butt-plug into Minho, so they could avoid more of the cum wanting to leak out, before he got out of bed on shaky legs to go to the bathroom.

“Where are you going?”, Minho whined, softly glaring at Chan. 

“I’m just quickly grabbing us a wet towel. As much as you and I want to cuddle now, we won’t feel as comfortable waking up with dried cum everywhere.” 

Minho grumbled but didn’t complain any further, so Chan hurried up with finding a towel and wetting it, before he made his way back to the bed, where he wiped Minho off first, as he required more assistance and also had more areas of his body covered in cum, before doing it to himself as well. 

Minho immediately made grabby hands at Chan again, as Chan threw the stained towel to the side. 

“Hyung~”, Minho giggled and Chan laid down next to him, so Minho could snuggle into his chest, as Chan put his arm around his waist. He probably, most definitely had a thing for Minho’s waist. 

Minho kissed him and Chan bashfully kissed him back. 

They softly made out for a while, before Minho slumped over in Chan’s hold, breathing evenly and softly as his eyelashes fluttered shut, having passed out. 

Chan continued looking at him with an expression of awe and amusement before closing his eyes as well and joining Minho by sleeping soundly right next to him, intertwined in each others arms and space. 

Waking up slowly but surely, Minho blinked confused, taking notice of the fact that his body was all sore and that the bed, in which he laid and recalled laying in, wasn’t soft but more so firm and built. 

He blinked again as his eyes focused on what he laid on, which was… a naked chest? And a built one at that, with juicy pecs that Minho would love to lick. 

His eyes focused upwards and he blushed as he saw an already awake Chan staring back down at him in admiration. 

“Hyung?”, Minho whispered hoarsely, his voice clearly affected by sleep still. 

“Good morning, Minho.”, Chan murmured back and his hand, that wasn’t on Minho’s waist, moved upwards to stroke through Minho’s hair. 

Minho would’ve purred if he could, but instead he settled for humming contently as Chan pet his hair and drew shapes onto his waist. He laid there feeling very comfortable and giggly on Chan’s chest and torso. 

“How do you feel about bathing now?”, Chan asked after a while of them just snuggling each other. 

Minho hummed. “Only if we bath together.” 

Chan laughed. “As if I would have just left you alone in the water, baby. I gotta help you clean yourself out, don’t I? And pamper you silly.”, Chan gushed amused. 

Minho snorted and shifted on top of Chan. And yeah, there still was the butt-plug nestled in between his asscheeks, which had kept in Chan’s cum from yesterday. 

Chan rolled him over to get out from under Minho and to go over to the bathroom, where he prepared everything for the bath. Minho whined as he was being manhandled, his sore body so not wanting to cooperate. He laid there defeated, as he waited for Chan to come back.

It didn’t take long for Chan to come back out of the bathroom and to stare at Minho and snort, as Minho was all tangled in the sheets with his face smashed in the pillows. 

“Get up, cutie.”, He said, as he manhandled Minho further into sitting up, which made Minho blush at Chan’s easy portrayal of strength. 

Minho nuzzled his face into Chan’s neck, as Chan moved his hands under Minho’s thighs, making Minho wrap them around Chan’s waist. 

He also wrapped his arms around Chan’s neck, as Chan carried him over to the bathroom and set him slowly into the warm water of the bathtub. 

Minho sighed contently and behind him was another splash of water, as Chan settled into the tub also. His arms moved Minho to lay him against his chest.

One of his hands reached down and slipped the butt-plug out of Minho, who whimpered slightly and leaned in further to Chan, who cooed at him and patted his head. 

“Everything alright?”, Chan asked, as he cleaned Minho out, before caressing the skin on his lower body. 

Minho moaned weakly. “Mhm, yeah.”, He turned his head to kiss Chan on the lips, who happily kissed Minho back. 

Chan continued making Minho moan with his soft touches. He also washed Minho’s body and hair, whilst he made Minho feel good with his gentle movements. Minho let him pamper him, as he slowly regained his strength and got more awake. 

Minho spoke up, as Chan started massaging the soreness out of his body. 

“Is it going to be awkward between us now?” 

“It’s only going to be awkward if we make it awkward.”, Chan oh so wisely said. 

Minho butted his head against Chan lightly. “Don’t make it awkward then.”, Minho retorted, which made Chan snort. 

“I’ll try.” 

Minho opened his mouth to further ask Chan about what was going to happen now, when a ping interrupted him. 

Chan looked over to the sink, which was located behind him and the bathtub. His phone was lit up with a notification, so he reached out to unlock his phone, as he saw he had a message. Though Minho didn’t see from whom it was. 

At Minho’s questioning look, Chan looked up from his phone to inform him about what it was and who had texted him. (Minho was annoyingly pleased by the fact that he could make Chan tell him with just a single look.)

“It’s our manager. I’m supposed to come in early to go over some things with them that need my input.”, Chan sighed. “Which means I got to go soon.” 

Minho pouted. He had wanted to stay a bit longer like this with his hyung. And maybe more than just that. Scratch that — he wanted to have Chan’s glorious dick in him again soon. Minho wasn’t sure if this was the last time he would have Chan like this and that thought was bothering him extremely. Never mind his horniness, Chan was incredibly sweet towards him, and had been like that since forever. Minho slowly realized that he didn’t want this to be a one time thing… 

“But I wanted to go another round.”, He murmured. His eyebrows furrowed as he thought about all of what had lead up to this point in time again. 

Chan blushed as he bashfully scratched his head. “I mean we can still do that — Just not now though… Maybe later?” 

He added on, questioning Minho in an amused tone. “Also aren’t you satisfied enough from the rounds we went at yesterday?” 

Minho perked up, but blushed at Chan’s comment. 

“I liked them.”, Minho admitted. “I liked having sex with you…” 

Chan moved to speak, but his phone pinged again, telling him to seemingly hurry up. 

“I liked it too.”, Chan told him, as he opened the drain and stood up in the tub, bringing Minho with him in his hold. 

He grabbed a towel laying on the sink and toweled Minho off, as he fondly looked into Minho’s eyes. 

“If you want to, maybe we can do this again later when I’m back?”, Chan chuckled and toweled himself off too quickly and together the two stepped out of the tub and made their way back to the bed. “I probably still am a bit pent up after weeks of not having had intercourse.”, He added on in a murmur.

Minho looked at him thoroughly, before smirking as Chan blushed under his stare.

Minho leaned into Chan’s space. “Mhm maybe~”, He teased and bent down to pick his pants up from the floor. (And putting the, now cleaned, butt-plug into one of the pockets.)

Chan slapped his ass from behind, making Minho jolt then snort, as he looked back at a surprised but satisfied looking Chan. 

“Sorry, it just looked so inviting.”, He said, before picking up his clothing as well to put on quickly. 

Minho snorted again and he located his panties on the floor, before he slid them back on. 

Chan let out a winded sounding noise behind him, making Minho turn around to look at him with a raised eyebrow. 

“Those really look great on you.”, Chan told him with a very red face. 

Minho giggled. “Thanks, but they look even better around my ankles or in my mouth.”, He winked at Chan, who got even more red at the imagery Minho had just provided him. 

“I’ll remember that for later.”, He groaned breathlessly. 

When they had finished dressing and turned over the sheets, they put their masks on and made their way out of the hotel and onto the sidewalks. 

Minho was leaning against Chan’s side again, unknowingly searching for his presence to be close to Minho. (And Chan wasn’t complaining that Minho was being clingy for once, as he fucking loved it.)

Chan put his arm around his waist as they walked. 

“Don’t you have to go to the company?”, Minho asked after he noticed that they were walking his way to his dorm together. 

“Yeah, but I wanted to bring you to your dorm first.” Chan replied and he held tighter onto Minho. 

Minho wasn’t complaining. 

Chan walked them towards Minho’s dorm and stopped in front of the front door. Minho pouted, as he didn’t want to say goodbye yet. 

Chan also looked put out, but he released his hold on Minho’s waist. Minho wanted to put his arms back around him.

“Talk to you later?”, He asked, looking hopeful. Minho wanted to coo, but his expression wasn’t much different. 

Instead of answering, Minho put his hands on Chan’s face and kissed him deeply. 

“Sure.”, Minho replied, his eyes sparkling with mirth as Chan looked flabbergasted at Minho, before breaking out in a big smile. 

He kissed Minho again, before walking away as Minho watched him go, giggling softly to himself. (Chan’s broad shoulders looked very delicious to Minho when he walked.)

He pulled his phone out to send him a message, grinning. 

Chan had just arrived at the company when he checked his phone for any further messages from his manager, that he saw the notification from Minho through the app they had used to message each other before hooking up. 

He grinned before opening it, as he walked to the elevator. 

→ You matched with Minho…

Minho : I want a repeat of yesterday soon 

Minho : So hurry up 

Minho sent a picture

Minho : Motivation to get back quickly~ 

Chan’s eyes widened as he let out a punched out noise, before snorting. 

But holy shit, did Minho want him to pop a boner before he had a meeting with their manager? Naughty kitty, Minho knew that he didn’t want that happening and now used it to his advantage until Chan could teach him a lesson. 

And oh were they both excited for that. 

→ You matched with Minho…

Chris : Behave yourself kitten 

Chris : And thanks for the material <3 

Chris : Be prepared when I come back from the meeting

Chan entered the elevator and looked back down on his phone. 

→ You matched with Minho…

Minho : Will do~ Chris~ 

Minho sent a picture 

And if Chan had popped a boner before the meeting only him and Minho knew, as immediately when the meeting was over Chan went to Minho’s dorm and railed him into oblivion again, before asking him out on a date. 

Minho agreed and that not just because his ass was stuffed with dick or that puppy dog eyes were directed at him, no. He genuinely wanted more of this, the other things were just positive contributing facts as to why he agreed. And then he kissed the living daylights out of Chan, no biggie. 

Funny how pent up frustrations and hook up apps had lead them to this, but honestly they couldn’t be more happier with how it had turned out in the end. Minho had a soft top at his disposal at any time and Chan had a feisty bottom, who riled him up in just the right way. Though that wasn’t all there was to their dynamic, as their personality clicked with each other very well and the kids quickly had them labeled as the power couple, when they found out about their hyungs dating and having hooked up before said dating. (Chan couldn’t keep his mouth shut as much as Minho was acting possessive over Chan. He glared at the members if they received too much affection from Chan and Chan always gushed over his cuteness.)

All the frustrations were gone and in place was a happy, but pretty horny, couple of leaders who now were dating and frequently having sex, much to their dongsaengs displeasure at having accidentally sometimes walked in on them.