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Jeongin and Chan knew it was wrong, but God, they could not separate from each other. Now that they finally taste each other’s lips, it feels impossible not to ignore it. They truly don’t know how it happened. They were first at a bible study at one of their parents’ friends’ houses, then at a party and now they’re making out in the bathroom.
Jeongin pushes their lips together once again, causing Chan to back up until he is against the sink. Jeongin hummed against Chan, his tongue exploring the other’s mouth as if he were mapping it out. Chan tangled his hands into Jeongin’s blonde locks and locked them into place. Their tongues moved together like they were in perfect sync. Like they were made for each other.
“We can’t do this,” Chan said, but his lips were still connected to the younger’s.
“I know,” Jeongin sighed, but not pulling away either.
“This is wrong.”
“Yeah.”
“Do you want to stop?”
“No.”
And that’s all it took before they were back in their comfortable silence, their mouths still occupied with each other. The kisses became more frantic; they were gripping each other like they were going to leave.
“Innie, we really shouldn’t, what if-” Chan cut himself off and dived back in for another kiss before returning to what he would say.
“What if we like this too much and we continue this Innie?” Chan rushed out before going back to the younger’s bruised lips.
“I’m not too sure, Channie, but I don’t care right now. All I want is you.”
Chan’s eyes filled with determination as he dove in once again and secured his hands at Jeongin’s waist. The party sounds were muffled compared to the sounds that were happening.
“We should stop, Innie, our parents might be looking for us,” Chan whispered, his hands rubbing against Jeongin’s body.
“For all they know, we’re at bible study,” Jeongin said and placed his forehead against Chan’s.
“If you don’t want this as much as I want this, that’s completely fine, we can just forget about this,” Jeongin whispered, his heart beating in his ears, waiting for the elder’s answer. He hoped that Chan would want to continue, even possibly go further.
“Of course I want this,”
Jeongin let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding.
“But what are we going to do if someone finds out, our parents will mmph-” Chan got cut off by Jeongin’s lips once again. He never bothered to finish it, the only thing on his mind was Jeongin. They’re breathless, it’s like a magnet is pulling them together.
“You wanna get out of here?” Chan asked as he pulled away completely and looked Jeongin deeply into his eyes. The younger one nodded slightly. They shared one final kiss before leaving the shitty party that they never cared about in the first place. As soon as they opened the door, they ran towards the exit, trying not to bump into anyone.
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They stumbled into Jeongin’s house kissing messily, their hands roaming each other’s bodies.
“Ah~ Fuck Channie, you’re gorgeous,” Jeongin said, trying to grasp onto Chan’s body. Chan moaned at that contact.
“Do you want this? I need you to be one hundred per cent clear,” Jeongin said.
“I want this,” Chan said. They started to head towards the bedroom. They didn’t have to worry about Jeongin’s parents as they were out on a trip for the night so they could be as loud as they wanted. Jeongin thought it was taking too long, so he picked Chan up, making Chan make an embarrassing noise. Jeongin started to mouth at Chan’s neck. Chan whined and threw his head back, giving more area for Jeongin to bite at.
They got to Jeongin’s room. Jeongin walked until he could find his bed. He gently placed Chan on the mattress before messily diving back in.
“Mmm~ Innie, please,” Chan whined, not knowing what he was begging for.
“What, darling? Tell me what you want, baby.” Jeongin asked, panting slightly. He knew this was dangerous, but the desire building inside him could no longer be ignored.
“I want you, Jeongin,” Chan replied, his voice shaking with desperation. “I want you to fuck me.”
A wave of desire washed over Jeongin, making his heart race. It was clear that Chan felt the same pull, and he knew they couldn’t deny it any longer. He slowly removed Chan’s shirt, kissing and caressing Chan’s body along the way, before lying beside him.
“Are you sure about this, Channie?” Jeongin asked, his heart pounding in his chest.
“Yes, Jeongin. I’ve wanted you for so long, and I know we’re bad, but I can’t help it.”
Jeongin kissed him once again, his lips were lowering by the minute. His hands were playing with Chan’s chest. Sweet noises left Chan’s mouth as he licked one of his nipples.
“Do you think you can cum like this, Channie? Just with me playing with your chest? Hmm?” Jeongin taunted and gave him a light hickey on his sternum. Chan whined and bucked his hips up, his hard cock pulsing under the fabric.
Jeongin couldn't help but chuckle at Chan's reaction. He knew he had him hooked now. He kissed his way down Chan's chest, leaving a trail of hickeys and kisses that sent shivers down Chan's body. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of Chan's beautiful body beneath him. The feeling of desire and need that coursed through him was overwhelming, and he knew that this was something he had to do.
As Jeongin continued his journey down Chan's body, Chan's breaths became shorter and more ragged. He reached the waistband of Chan's pants, and with a single pull, they fell to the floor, revealing Chan's hard cock. Jeongin's eyes widened in awe, admiring the sight in front of him. Without hesitation, Jeongin took Chan's dick into his mouth. Chan moaned at the warmth of Jeongin’s mouth and slightly bucked his hips up into his throat. Jeongin gagged but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle.
Jeongin began to work his tongue all over Chan’s shaft, drawing circles and flicking the sensitive head. Chan’s breaths became shallow and ragged as the pleasure continued to build within him. He could feel himself get closer, his fingers gripping the sheets as he cried out.
“Jeongin, shit, oh god, I’m gonna cum~” Chan gasped. Jeongin smirked and moaned down his shaft as he deepthroated him once more before teasing and licking the head of Chan’s dick. Chan let out a guttural moan as he came into Jeongin’s mouth.
Jeongin swallowed it all, moaning at the salty taste of Chan’s cum.
“Fuck Darling, you taste amazing,” Jeongin says. He leaned up to kiss Chan. They both moaned at the slightly bitter taste. Chan smiled and ran his hands through the younger’s hair.
“Do you want to continue?” Jeongin asked. Chan nodded and kissed him once more.
Breathlessly, Jeongin pulled away and began to strip off his clothes, revealing the toned body that Chan had always admired. As Jeongin stood naked in front of him, Chan felt his heart race even faster. He cupped Jeongin's face and looked into his eyes, "I want this too, Jeongin. I want you to make love to me."
Jeongin smiled, his eyes filled with desire as he gently lifted Chan onto the bed. He leaned in and kissed him deeply, their bodies pressing together. Chan could feel Jeongin's cock against him, and he moaned into the kiss.
Jeongin slowly kissed his way down Chan's body, leaving a trail of kisses and hickeys that sent shivers down his spine. He paused to look at Chan's face, his eyes clouded with desire and longing.
"You are so beautiful, Chan. I’ve been longing for you for so fucking long,” Jeongin says, grabbing another taste of Chan’s lips. Chan returned the kiss passionately, his hands gripping Jeongin’s shoulders as their tongues danced together.
Jeongin’s fingers traced down Chan’s body. Chan whimpered into his mouth as he felt the younger’s fingers at his hole.
“You like this, Channie? Hmm? Does this feel good?” Jeongin said, his voice dripped with lust and desire. Chan nodded and moaned as he felt a dry finger slightly enter him. Jeongin pulled out and grabbed the lube underneath the pillow. He squirted some lube on his fingers and fiddled with the cap to close it. He kissed Chan once again and pressed his index finger against Chan’s hole. He slowly pushed in. Chan gasped, his eyes wide, his heart racing. He arched his back as he felt more of Jeongin’s fingers enter him.
“Oh my God Innie, please, I want more, please,” Chan begged. Jeongin never thought that he’d like begging but God, it sounded beautiful coming from Chan’s lips. Jeongin chuckled and pushed another finger inside of Chan, stretching him out, eliciting another moan from the older. He continued to tease at Chan’s hole, making it wet and loosened for his cock.
“Fuck Channie, you’re so desperate, do you want me to fuck you? Want my fat cock inside you hmm? I bet you’d like that, my beautiful slut,” Jeongin degraded. Chan moaned and arched his back as his dick twitched at the words that were spilling out of Jeongin’s mouth.
“Yes, Darling, please. I need you inside of me now. Please fuck me I need you so fucking bad Innie,” Chan pleaded, his eyes and tone filled with desperation. Jeongin couldn’t resist any longer. He pulled his fingers out and grabbed the lube. He poured some lube on his neglected, red dick and groaned at the contact. He jerked it twice before lining up to Chan’s hole.
“Say red if you want to stop at any time baby, ok?” Jeongin said. Chan nodded, not trusting his voice. Jeongin went in for another kiss before starting to push in. Chan and Jeongin moaned at the sensation that they both felt. As the younger bottomed out, he paused and stared at Chan’s dishevelled look. His curly black hair stuck out and his lips were red from how much he was biting them. His cheeks were a faint colour of pink. God, he looked so beautiful.
Jeongin leaned down and whispered into Chan's ear, "You look so fucking good right now, Channie. I'm gonna fuck you so hard and good that you won't be able to walk straight for a week." He grinned wickedly at the thought of dominating Chan in this way. Chan moaned softly, his body trembling with anticipation.
Jeongin began to pull out and thrust back in, setting a steady rhythm. Chan gasped every time Jeongin bottomed out within him, his body arching off the bed in response to the pleasure. The older man's groans and grunts filled the room, punctuating the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.
Chan bucked his hips up to meet each thrust, desperate for more of Jeongin's cock. With every thrust, his desire grew, as did the heat between his legs. He reached down and started to jerk Chan off, making him moan louder.
“Fuck, Innie, please, I’m gonna cum, shit, please oh my god Innie let me cum,” Chan whined, his back arching and his hands coming around to scratch and hold the other’s back. Jeongin groaned as he felt his orgasm nearing, his hands and hips weren’t coordinated.
Jeongin leaned down to kiss Chan’s lips. He couldn’t get enough of it. Chan moaned into the kiss, their tongues entwining as Jeongin continued to fuck him deep and hard. He could feel his climax building within him, his heart racing and his breaths shallow. It had been so long since he had been taken like this, and it was everything he had ever dreamed of.
“Oh god, Innie, I’m so close, please don’t stop,” Chan pleaded, his voice hoarse with desire. Jeongin grinned wickedly, thrusting harder and faster, his balls slapping against Chan’s ass with each movement.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum too, Channie. I’m gonna fill up your hole with my cum,” Jeongin growled, his hips bucking uncontrollably. Chan’s orgasm was crashing down on him like a tidal wave, and he could no longer hold back. With a few more thrusts, Jeongin came inside of Chan, and they both moaned as they experienced the intense rush of pleasure.
Chan’s face twisted with pleasure, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes squeezed tight as he felt the aftermath of their orgasms. It was quiet for a few minutes before Chan uttered,
“We should talk about this.”
Jeongin sighed and whispered,
“Yeah… But later hyung. Right now, let me clean us up and we can talk about this in the morning.”
Chan nodded, his chest heaving with breaths as he tried to calm himself down. The last thing he needed right now was a conversation about their intimate moment. He just wanted to enjoy the afterglow with Jeongin for a little while longer. Jeongin quickly grabbed a towel and cleansed both of them. As he cleaned Chan up, he couldn't help but run his fingers through Chan's messy hair, trying to ensure that he was as comfortable as possible.
Once they were cleaned up, Jeongin climbed back into bed, pulling Chan into his arms. They lay there, entwined, drifting off to sleep. As Chan's breathing slowed and his heartbeat calmed, he finally allowed himself to believe that this was real. He had been dreaming of this moment for so long, and now it had finally happened.
Jeongin woke up first, his mind was foggy from last night until he saw Chan, his best friend, sleeping next to him. All of the memories started to come back, the kisses, the amazing sex he had, all of it.
Jeongin sits up, putting his face in his hands, inhaling deeply before laughing softly to himself. He looked over and saw Chan’s peaceful sleeping face. God, he looks absolutely beautiful, and Jeongin cannot get enough of it. He reached out and ran his finger along Chan’s cheek, tracing the curve of his jawline. He sighed, taking his hand back before staring at the wall in front of him.
He was afraid of what was going to happen next. Will their friendship end? Will it continue and they’ll forget about it? He doesn’t know, and that terrified him. Before he can overthink any longer, he feels Chan stirring awake.
Chan opened his eyes slowly, his vision a bit blurry from waking up. He turns his head to look at Jeongin, who is now sitting on the edge of the bed. Chan slowly sat up, his chest still heaving from last night's intense encounter.
"Hey," he croaked, trying to clear his throat.
Jeongin looked over at him, his eyes searching Chan's face for any signs of regret or discomfort. To his relief, he saw none.
"Hey," Jeongin replied softly, his voice tinged with a mix of vulnerability and hopefulness.
They sat in silence for a moment, both knowing that this was the moment they had been dreading. The moment when they would have to confront the reality of what had happened between them.
"So," Chan began hesitantly, "I guess we should talk about, y’know, last night.”
“Yeah… We should,” Jeongin muttered. No one uttered a word. They were both too scared for what was about to happen.
“I just want to say that I enjoyed last night, and… that I like you,” Jeongin said, his heart racing by the minute. Chan blinked at him for a few seconds before saying,
“You do?”
“Yes,” Jeongin replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
“I really like you and, I don’t want to lose you, Chan. You’re my best friend and I can’t bear the thought of losing you. It’s completely fine if you don’t like me back and mmph-” Jeongin felt Chan’s lips on his. He hummed in affirmation, his hands travelling to Chan's back, pulling him closer. Jeongin had never felt such a connection before. Their kiss deepened, their hands exploring each other's bodies, the taste of familiarity mingled with the excitement of newfound passion. Chan broke the kiss, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions.
"Jeongin, I… I've always felt something for you. And last night… it was like… it was the perfect storm of desire and vulnerability. I want you, but I also want to protect our friendship," Chan confessed, his voice barely audible. Jeongin nodded, understanding the weight of Chan's words.
"I feel the same, Chan. I don't want to ruin our friendship, but I also can't deny my feelings for you. Last night, it was like we finally touched something that we've been concealing and denying.”
Chan hummed at those words, pressing his forehead against the younger’s and closing his eyes.
“Be my boyfriend, Innie. I don’t care what our parents will think, just… be mine, please.” Chan let out, pulling away and looking deep into Jeongin’s loving eyes.
“Of course, I’ll be your boyfriend Channie,” Jeongin paused before letting out a giggle.”
“God, I’ve been dreaming about this moment, I love you, Chan.”
“I… Love you too Jeongin.”