━━━━ ჩide and seek , b.c x reader
part two (coming soon!)
ʚ masterlist ɞ : 6.6k words .’ non idol au .’ smut .’ piv .’ cheating but i tried to make it as ethical as possible .’ deals with some sensitive topics : drinking , slight child neglect , adultery , manipulation , chans wife is just an awful mom and person .’ dilf chan .’ daddy kink .’ oral (f! receiving) .’ praise .’ slight breeding kink .’
a/n : got this idea from over hearing my coworker talking about her new house and started thinking about dilf chan as your neighbor
the move was rougher than you expected. the ac in the moving truck was broken so the ride over to your new place was hot and miserable, you had already scratched one of your walls when trying to move your bed frame all by yourself, and you dropped the foot of the couch on your toe when you tried to pull it off the back of the truck. but you ignored all of that, none of it seemed to matter when you saw him.
he was just walking hand in hand with his little girl as she babbled on about her day, intently listening to whatever was coherent coming from her. his eyes caught sight of you first, struggling to unload your furniture. you looked like you were about to drop your dresser on yourself before he ran to step in, his hands yanking the dresser away from you before it could do any damage.
your wide eyes turned to him, shocked at the sudden intrusion, trying to process what just happened. he just smiled at you as he helped to steady the piece of furniture.
he cleared his throat a little before introducing himself, “hi! sorry about that, just saw you were struggling and didn’t want to risk you getting hurt.” his smile was bright and genuine, the kind that was infectious, he motioned over to his little girl who was now standing next to the moving van, intently watching you two, “i’m chan, and that’s my baby over there, yuna, i take it you just moved in here?”
you nodded before turning to yuna, bending down a little to her level before waving and smiling at her, “yea! just signed the contract a couple weeks ago so i’ve just now gotten around to moving everything in.” you turned back to face chan to find him grinning from ear to ear at you interacting with his daughter.
“well don’t try and hurt yourself moving all this heavy stuff by yourself,” he stepped off the moving truck, walking over to his baby and picking her up, “me and yuna would love to help if you’d let us, or at the very least keep you company.”
you couldn’t help the warm feeling in your chest, maybe it was just the sweet way he interacted with his kid or how kind he was to you despite not even knowing who you are. but that all melted away when you saw a lady stumble up behind chan. she looked…rough…that was the nicest way you could’ve put it. her hair was a ruffled mess, dress hitched up high enough you became unfortunately aware of her lack of underwear. she reeked of alcohol and her eyes were bloodshot, you could tell she was still buzzed from the night before. chans whole aura tensed when she appeared next to him, his smile fading until his lips formed just a tight line and he kept his eyes from looking anywhere near her.
despite her messy appearance you tried your best to be polite, you stepped off the moving truck and reached your hand out to the lady, “nice to meet you, i’m y/n, just moved into the neighborhood!”
she didn’t accept your handshake and instead gave you a dirty look, looking you up and down before scoffing, “why are you talking to my husband?”
you were obviously taken aback by the question, stumbling over your words as you tried to defend yourself, “he, uh, was just helping me with some furniture..just wanted to make sure i wasn’t gonna drop it.” you couldn’t help the confused tone in your voice, as far as you were concerned you and chan hadn’t done anything inappropriate.
chan looked humiliated, his cheeks warm and his feet kept shuffling to try and distract himself from his wife, yuna seemed to copy his actions, frowning a bit and suddenly busying herself with looking at her dads shirt.
“ji-a, please..” chan mumbled, reaching out a hand to rest on her shoulder to try and end this interaction but she just kept going, reaching back to shove chans hand away.
her tone raised, “no! i’m not gonna let this slut here move into this neighborhood and try to steal my man!” she was making a show now, throwing her hands up in the air dramatically. with the way she was acting you’d think that she had just walked in on you humping her husband.
the name calling was chans final straw, doing his best to cover his daughters ears as he stepped in front of ji-a, glaring at her as his tone dropped low. you couldn’t exactly hear what he had said to her, and maybe that was for the best, but you could tell by the way that she crossed her arms and pouted that he was scolding her.
you caught the last few words from his lecture, “…now go home before you embarrass us even more.” she listened, glaring at you as she stormed into the house right next to yours, lucky you, next door neighbors with the crazy lady.
the silence was awkward as you looked at the ground, not really knowing what to say after being accused of such a thing. chan decided to be the first to speak as he took a step closer to you.
“i am so sorry about that, she’s been…a little…off…lately, i didn’t mean for her to be so rude.” his voice was now quiet and filled with shame.
you gave him a small smile, “it’s ok chan, it’s not your fault that she acted like that, you can’t be held responsible for her actions.”
he let out a sigh of relief that you weren’t livid at him and you saw a genuine smile spread across his lips, “still, i’d love to make it up to you. can i help you move the last of your furniture?”
you didn’t want to put this sweet man to work, but he was offering, and your body was screaming at you to rest…so you agreed, “that’d be nice actually. i’m moving the last of the big stuff tomorrow, how does then work?”
he nodded curtly and you couldn’t help to giggle at how cute his reaction was, “works for me! i’ll see you then…?”
“y/n.”
he grinned, “i’ll see you then y/n.”
the previous night was weird. you swear every time you walked past a window you felt like someone was watching you and you swear a few times you caught sight of a figure bolting from the window of the neighboring house every time you looked in that direction. crazy bitch, she was somehow convinced you were sleeping with chan and now was watching you. whatever, you just kept the curtains closed.
you tried to not let that bother you though, because today was the last day of moving, when you could finally actually get started on making your new house an actual home. and to make it even better, you had some help.
chan knocked on your door bright and early, a huge smile on his face and a large toolbox in his hands, “hi y/n! wanted to start early so we have as much time as possible!” he bashfully held up the toolbox, “and i brought this just incase something gets damaged or needs to be fixed.”
your heart warmed at how kind and eager he was to help and you couldn’t help but to admire his appearance; messy blonde hair, blank tank top that accentuated his muscles perfectly, and a messy pair a jeans that you assumed were used for doing work around the house. he, unfortunately, was a very handsome man and you cursed yourself for checking him out, but you couldn’t really help yourself.
the extra help was a game changer, you were able to move the rest of the furniture over in half the time it would’ve taken to do it by yourself. you caught yourself staring at chans muscles a few times, the way his arms flexed when he lifted part of your couch, you could see his thighs flexing under his jeans anytime he squatted. and oh my god, his back. it was getting embarrassing how much you were catching yourself staring at his back every time he carried something away. you were sure it was getting obvious to chan too, but you just tried to push that away as something that maybe he wouldn’t catch onto. you were wrong. but he was polite enough to not say anything.
when everything was finally moved in, you invited him to stay for dinner, claiming you needed to pay him back for all his help. chan tried to deny but you begged him to stay.
“please! i’d feel awful if i couldn’t at least feed you after you just spent all day moving around heavy stuff!”
he just laughed and finally succumbed, “ok fine, but i’m paying you back.”
“not in a million years!”
the two of you decided to get something easy, pizza and beers and what was supposed to be a quick dinner ended up going on into the late night.
you two were sat on the floor, using an empty box as a table since nothing was properly set up yet. you took a bite of the pizza, “so how olds your little girl?”
he smiled down at his lap at the thought of his daughter, “five, she just started school earlier this year, she’s been so excited.”
you cooed a little, “how’s she liking it so far, being away from home?”
“it was a little rough in the beginning, she cried the first few days but when she realized i was always gonna be there to pick her up she was fine,” he laughed a little, “she’s such a daddy’s girl, refused to let go of my leg on her first day i swore i’d have to sit in on the class with her.”
you grinned at the thought of chan squeezing into one of those small chairs just to appease his daughter. with the bit of alcohol in your system, you felt a little bold and decided to ask something you had been wondering since you met him.
“so…excuse me if i’m intruding, but…what’s up with ji-a?”
he stiffened up a bit at the mention of her name, “oh…her. look, i’m really sorry about yesterday, she had just come back from the bar and was obviously drunk, she didn’t mean anything she said.”
your eyebrow cocked, “drunk? chan it was like 1p.m.”
“yea,” he sighed, “her drinking’s gotten worse recently, since yuna’s started talking and forming proper sentences. yuna will call for her and it bothers and annoys ji-a so she drinks to try and block it out.”
“jesus christ.”
he just nodded, seeming uncomfortable talking about his wife.
you were quick to sputter out, “i’m sorry chan, i really didn’t mean to intrude if you don’t wanna talk about this we don’t have to.”
he waved his hand out and shook his head, “no, no, it’s ok y/n, she was a complete mess when you met her it’s normal to be curious, i don’t mind talking about it. it’s just not a topic that can be talked about happily with much emotion.”
you nodded, glad you hadn’t offended him, so you pushed on, “how long has she been ‘a mess’?”
“well, honestly, years now, before we had yuna. she would manipulate me and beg me for money, i was young and in love so i figured this was just pretty normal for relationships.” he paused a little, recounting all those years ago, “and then her late nights began, it started as her claiming she was working late, a few hours after her shift nothing crazy. but then she would come home in the middle of the night, and then after that, she wouldn’t come home until early the next morning. it’s obvious what she’s doing, i know and she knows i know, i just don’t know how to handle it all with yuna.”
you didn’t know what to say, how could you respond to anything like that properly? chan noticed your open mouth stare and his eyes went wide, “shit! i’m sorry y/n, i really didn’t mean to dump all of that on you, im so sorry ive just had a few drinks-“
“chan it’s ok! i promise you can talk to me about this stuff as much as you want!” you quickly blurted out, wanting to make him feel as comfortable as possible.
he gave you a look, like he was trying to figure you out, trying to figure out why you were so sweet to him, “really? y/n it’s ok you don’t have to.”
“of course! it’s nice to get to know my neighbors and i’m all for getting into the deep stuff, let’s you get to know people better and sooner.” you noticed a bit of hesitation from him so you continued on, “if you want, i can tell you something personal myself so that way it evens the playing field.”
chan seemed to relax after that and nodded, “i think i’d like that.”
you took a deep breath before spilling your heart out to this man who was just barely above a stranger, “so, the real reason i moved, i actually used to be engaged to what i thought was a really awesome guy but turned out to be a douche. we had been together for years and engaged for almost two, but! i came home early from work one day and found him and my best friend naked, fucking.”
you giggled a little as chan gasped as you told your little story, he was so intently listening he hadn’t even realized that he had leaned in close to listen like a kid leaning in close for story time.
“it’s fine chan, it’s been awhile so i’m over it now, it sucked but ya know, life goes on. obviously i broke up with him and stopped talking to the both of them but apparently they had been hooking up behind my back since the day we got engaged! and to make it even better, for some reason all of our friends knew they were sleeping together and were fine with it, so when i went to them for any type of consoling, they all sided with my ex and ex friend. i couldn’t handle feeling so alone and betrayed by people who i loved and considered close personal friends and loved ones so i started looking for a new place. it’s been a little over a year but i finally found this place! so all is well in the world.”
you looked up from your beer to see his jaw on the floor, eyes wide with not just how shocking your story was, but just how casually you talked about it as if it was just another daily occurrence.
he cleared his throat a little before closing his mouth, trying to collect his thoughts, “y/n…i am, so, so sorry..”
“chan! you don’t have to apologize! i promise it’s ok! it sucked but it’s for the best and ive been better off ever since! i mean look, i moved into this really pretty neighborhood and im neighbors with this cute dad!” you didn’t even realize what had slipped out before it was too late. you squeezed your eyes shut immediately after the words left your lips, silently praying that maybe he didn’t hear you and cursing yourself for even drinking in the first place.
unfortunately he did head you, “cute, huh?”
he didn’t even look upset, just amused. he raised an eyebrow and smirked at you, waiting for your reply.
your face grew hot and you buried your head in your hands, refusing to make eye contact and make the embarrassment even worse, “shut up, that’s not what i meant.” you mumbled into your palms.
chan clicked his tongue, “so you don’t think i’m cute?” he knew what he was doing, knew his teasing was just making everything so much worse.
your head shot up, “no! of course you’re cute! that’s just…no! wait- chan…stop!” you were too flustered you couldn’t even think properly and was just making a fool of yourself even more. this was awful, maybe his wife was right, maybe you were a slut. you had just moved to this town and now you’re already gonna have to move.
he leaned in closer and let his finger curl under your chin, lifting your head up so you could look at him, “i think you’re cute too.”
what.
your brain felt like it was buffering, nothing was getting processed besides his pretty smile and his own flushed cheeks. his eyes were all squinty with his smile and you hate how it made your heart flutter. but before you could even prepare to form a sentence, he was finishing his beer, grabbing a slice of pizza for the road and walking towards your front door.
he grinned at you with a slight wink as he opened the door, “i’ll see you around y/n, don’t be afraid to let this ‘cute dad’ know if you need anything.” he was such a menace and he knew it.
the door shut behind him with a soft click and you could see him through the window walk right next door and disappear into his own house. with his own wife.
this was so wrong. you knew it was. you had been on the receiving end of if! but you couldn’t deny that there was a small part of you that just didn’t care. chans wife was clearly unhappy in the marriage, given that she was already cheating and chan wasn’t happy either apparently.
you spent the rest of the night just replaying the events over and over in your head until you had them memorized as you put together your house. the way he spoke so softly to you, poured his heart out to you, and made sure you heard and understood him when he called you cute. maybe he was just being nice, he was probably just messing with you and being sarcastic, but you couldn’t help from hoping that maybe he was being genuine and actually had an interest in you despite how wrong it may be.
you came to the conclusion to let chan come to you if this really was something, you refused to be the one to ruin his marriage. it was a bullshit way at preserving your morality but it kept your mind at ease so you decided it was the best plan and went to bed, dreaming of your next door neighbor.
days later, it was finally a nice day out, for once under triple digits, so you laid out in your front lawn, trying to get a little tan in your bikini as you scrolled through your phone. everything was going fine and relaxing until a small shadow appeared over you, covering your phone and making it impossible to see much of everything.
you turned around to see who it could be, but any annoyance you had faded when you saw the familiar tiny face of lil yuna. she looked down at you with a small smile, her head cocked to the side a little as she swayed from side to side.
“whatcha doing?” she asked, her voice a little squeaky but soft like her fathers.
you looked around a little for either or both of her parents and turned back to her, “just laying out here, relaxing. what about you hon? do your parents know you’re out here?”
yuna proudly nodded, holding her head up high, “yep! daddy’s working in the garage and mommy’s out having fun. daddy told me it was ok to walk around just as long as i don’t go too far he won’t be able to see me.”
the fact that she knew to some degree that her mommy was out having ‘fun’ was heartbreaking to hear, but her sweet innocent demeanor eased your mind. you rearranged yourself, shifting your weight a little at the thought of chan seeing you in your bikini. but all your thoughts faded as the little girl in front of you kept babbling on.
“i like your house! are you gonna paint it?”
you smiled a little and furrowed your eyebrows, “paint it? what color should i paint it?”
“purple, duh!” she rolled her eyes a little as if you had just asked the dumbest question ever, “when you paint it you should let me know, i can help!”
you giggled at how sure she was that this was gonna happen, not an if but a when, “you’re so helpful, just like your daddy.”
she nodded a little, beaming at the comment and then quickly jumping up and down as another shadow covered you yet again, but it was much bigger.
“daddy!” yuna cheered, her jumping never slowing even as chan reached out and pat her head, softening her hair down.
“sweetheart are you making friends?”
his voice sent chills down your spine and you were sure he could see how you tensed a little. you watched yuna nod before bouncing over to her fathers leg and holding it tightly. you rolled over to face him, giving him a polite smile and a wave.
“fancy meeting you here.” you joked a little but it was hard to even push out a small laugh when you were so distracted by the sight of chan looking you up and down, licking his lips a little as he did so.
you don’t know how it was possible, but he somehow looked even hotter than the night that he helped you move. he was shirtless, of course he was shirtless. just your luck. you couldn’t even get past his chest to see how his shorts outlined his ass and cock just enough to get you wet and curious. he looked like he was chiseled and created by the gods, crafted with time and care, each muscle perfectly carved out and accentuated all for you to see. you don’t know how long you had been staring, but judging off the cocky look chan was giving you, it had been a minute.
“thought i might pop by to see what my little girl was getting into.” he said, leaning down to pick up yuna, and press a kiss to her cheek.
yuna just giggled and playfully pushed at her fathers cheek as he tried to kiss her more, dramatically whining as she shoved her tiny hands into his face.
you laughed at their antics, “she’s just like her daddy.”
he paused a little and you could see something in his eyes change, go dark, it was as if a flip had switched with what you had just said. he carefully set his girl down and crouched down to her level before softly talking to her.
he held her little hands while holding eye contact, “do you wanna go ask mrs and mr robinson if they wanna watch you for the afternoon sweetie?”
her eyes lit up and she was right back to bouncing again, grabbing chans hand and starting to yank him towards the old couples house. chan laughed at her enthusiasm and kissed her head.
“head on over honey, i’ll meet you there, just gotta talk to ms. y/n.” he turned to you as he finished his sentence, smirking at you as his eyes drifted to your chest, taking advantage of your swimsuit exposing your chest to stare as much as his heart desired.
he leaned down to you, his lips brushing against your ear as his voice changed from soft and calm to dark and demanding, “i better see you inside on your back, legs spread, pretty little bikini still on by the time i get back.” you gasped at his words but he continued, “if you don’t want to do anything, that’s fine, then just continue laying here tanning, but i would love to hear you call me daddy more.”
he pulled away and looked down at you with a big smirk on his lips, his ego growing bigger as he saw just how flushed your cheeks were. you just nodded a little, a flirty smile on your lips as you made sure to slowly get up, making a show of arching your back and pushing out your chest and ass as much as possible as you sauntered back into the house, waiting for him to be ready.
with the knowing that you were down to have some fun, chan quickly got up and followed after his daughter, silently begging that the sweet robinsons would be ok to watch his daughter for a few hours while he goes and rails the neighbor lady.
while he went and found a babysitter, you ran to your bed, quickly laying on your back and even going as far as to pull your bikini bottoms to the side. you were already leaking, had been ever since his shadow first loomed over you and you caught sight of his shirtless figure.
it didn’t take long for chan to come running back to your house, opening the door in a hurry as he bolted up to your bedroom. he was already hard and straining against his pants but the sight of your leaking cunt all ready for him was enough to make him almost cum in his pants.
“fuck..” he mumbled under his breath as he made his way over to you, crawling on top of the bed until his large frame was covering you, “you don’t know how much i’ve wanted to fuck you, since the day we met.”
your thighs clenched at his words but chan was quick to press his hips down between your thighs so you couldn’t completely close them, “nuh uh, need you nice and open for me baby.”
“this is wrong chan..” your voice was quiet, you knew what you were saying was true but you knew neither of you cared at this point.
he just hummed as his fingers trailed down your body leaving shivers behind until his fingers were flush against your pussy, “if it’s so wrong then why are you this wet?”
you whimpered a little at his touch and his calling you out. this was dirty, you were dirty, he was dirty, and you finally were ok with it. your arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him in closer, letting your shaky breath graze against his lips.
“i want you chan.”
“i know, i want you too y/n.” he mumbled out as he leaned down, closing the distance between you two, finally.
his lips were soft and plump, exactly what you had been dreaming of, in fact, he so far had been surpassing everything you had ever dreamed of. you can’t lie, you had let your mind wander and fantasize about how he would be, but it felt even better in person. his touch was soft and gentle but somehow rough and needy at the same time. he was such a gentleman before anytime you ran into him, but his kisses now were filthy and desperate, his tongue had shoved past your lips and was now exploring your mouth. little grunts and moans escaped his lips as his hips started to grind into yours without his knowing.
your hands tangled in his hair, pulling him in closer as your hips grinded back into his. you needed this, you had ben craving this since the day you met him. you pulled back a little, just enough to get a small breath and take in his flustered face; his hair was now messed up and scruffy, his lips were red and swollen, covered in the slickness of yours and his spit. he looked gorgeous.
your voice was quiet and shaky, a little embarrassed to be so needy, “please chan..n-need you in me..”
your pleading seemed to just fuel his drive though, seeing as chan immediately started to tug at the strings holding your bikini top on. he was working like a starved man, even ripping a few stitches from the fabric. when you gasped a little he didn’t skip a beat to apologize.
“sorry y/n..i’ll buy you a new one i promise, just need you right now, you’re driving me insane.” he barely even looked when speaking, too focused on getting you naked.
the ripped bikini top was quickly forgotten when he finally had gotten it off and wasted no time in attaching his mouth to your perky nipples. you cried out at the feeling of his wet mouth sucking so diligently while his other hand worked on massaging your other breast. chan just moaned against the sensitive skin, grinning to himself at how easy you were falling apart for him when he had just barely gotten started. he let his mouth come off your nipple with a wet pop before bringing his fingers up to gently pinch at them.
a loud moan slipped past your lips and your hand quickly flung up to cover your mouth in embarrassment at how loud you were being.
chan clicked his tongue before stopping all of his movements, “nuh uh baby, take that hand away, let me hear those pretty moans if you want me to keep touching you.” he was such a fucking tease.
you pulled your hand away, begrudgingly, before mumbling out your next words daringly, “fine daddy.”
after finding out he had a daddy kink you were gonna use it for all it’s worth.
your little plan worked, of course it did, and chans mouth fell open a little before his hands were at your hips, ripping off your bikini bottoms so he could get closer to what he really wanted.
“call me that again.” it was a demand, not a suggestion. your pussy was now exposed to him, the torn bottoms thrown to the side and out of mind. his small little huffs and puffs raised goosebumps on your skin, he was so close to you, so close to your core where you needed him so bad.
you broke down, so desperate and needy for him that you were willing to do anything, “please daddy, please i need you so badly, just-just touch me please!”
“so sweet for me, there’s my good girl asking so nicely.” he praised and it felt like the heavens above were gracing you with their words, you never knew it could feel this good just from such simple words.
he leaned down and pressed his plump lips against your mound, leaving gentle kisses all around where you needed him, but avoiding the place that was throbbing. your hips bucked up, trying to more friction, but his touch just pulled away.
“you have to be patient baby, gonna take my time with you.”
you whined, but listened to his words, figuring that listening and being good would get you farther than anything. your hips laid back down on the bed and chan gave an approving nod, “good girl.”
his lips pressed back against your pussy, leading over to your inner thighs where his hands reached around to squeeze at the plush skin. he looked so pretty between your thighs, his face so focused on making you feel good, his eyebrows and nose crinkled in concentration. finally, he pressed his lips to your slit, your wetness already seeping through your folds. little desperate gasps and sighs left your lips as chans tongue darted out to lap at your folds, lapping up at your arousal and moaning against your skin like he was tasting the most delicious thing he’d ever had.
his mouth was now completely wrapped around your pussy, tongue switching between laying flat against your clit and wrapping his lips around the small nub and sucking gently, just enough to make you squirm. your hands instinctively went down to grab at his hair, softly pulling at his soft hair and pulling him closer into your cunny. your pulling on his hair didn’t slow his movements, in fact it spurred him on and his movements sped up, tongue now lapping at your clit and making you shake. two of chans fingers inched up until they were prodding at your leaking hole, pushing in until your soft walls enveloped them completely. chan started scissoring his fingers, stretching you out so you’d be prepared for his cock soon. you were leaking down his fingers, your arousal had dripped onto the bed and had covered his face, but chan didn’t mind.
he was so pussy drunk he didn’t care about the mess being made, he just needed more of you. his fingers curled, rubbing that sweet spot inside you that could only ever reach with toys. his assault on your clit never stopped even as he fingered you, his sucking was skillful and left your thighs clamping around his head. your grip on his hair tightened as you got closer and your moans grew in volume.
“fuck-ngh! chan! ‘m gonna cum oh my god!” your moans were breathy as your body started to twitch the closer you got to your orgasm.
but despite all of that, chan stopped all of his touching and pulled away, his fingers slipping out of your needy pussy and his mouth leaving your clit with strings of spit still connecting you two.
you immediately sat up with an upset face, tears brimming your eyes from being so close to coming, “chan! no, why’d you stop!” you whined, a pout forming on your lips as you looked at the man with big, wide, sad eyes.
“not my name.” he said, calm as could be as if your throbbing pussy wasn’t right in front of his face, “you know better than to call me that.”
you huffed out, pouting even more, but you were desperate enough so you would do as told, “daddy please, i’m so close, please don’t stop, make me feel good daddy.” your eyes watched him as chan stood up between your legs, fumbling with his belt before letting his shorts fall to the floor.
his voice was low almost like he was growling, “daddy’s gonna make you feel good baby, don’t you worry. gonna take my cock, hm? gonna be a good girl and take daddy’s cock so good?”
you feverishly nodded, your legs spreading to let him in, putting your glistening pussy right on display for chan, “gonna be so good for you daddy.”
he smirked down at you as his thumbs hooked under the waist band of his boxers, letting his cock spring free for you to see. he was big, bigger than you thought, and not only that, but he was thick. probably around seven or eight inches if you had to guess, but it didn’t really matter anyways, you need him inside of you.
it only took one whimper from you, one desperate plea before chan was lining himself up to your hole, “please…”
“don’t worry baby, daddy will take care of you.” he groaned as he pushed his fat tip inside you.
the stretch was intense, he was bigger than anyone you had ever been with before. you winced a little and chan was quick to slow down, even going as far to lean down so he was hovering over your body, his hand reaching up to brush tenderly against your cheek.
“it’s ok baby, i know it’s big, we can go slow yea?” his words were so sweet it almost made you forget what a filthy dirty thing was actually going on.
you nodded a little and without much thinking wrapped your arms around his neck and dragged him down into a passionate kiss, slipping your tongue inside to taste him. chan stood still, letting you get used to the feeling of him being inside you before moving even slightly. he was studying your face, searching for any signs of pain or discomfort before a pushed a few more inches inside. while it was hard for you to take him and get used to his size, it was so hard for chan to not lose control and fuck into your tight pussy the way he has been dreaming now for days.
he continued slowly pushing his length and pausing, giving you time to rest until he had completely bottomed out. your poor pussy was so stretched and ruined and he hadn’t even started fucking you yet, you could feel him in your tummy. chan knew this, so he reached his hand down to gently press on your lower stomach, relishing in your moans that you let out.
the stretch finally stopped hurting, and you started feeling bold, looking up at chan with wide needy eyes, “please daddy..please fuck me.”
you didn’t need to tell him twice, without wasting a second he started moving his hips slowly, still giving you time to adjust as he thrusted into your sopping pussy. you could feel every vein, every ridge of his thick cock as it plunged into you, your moans were so loud they drowned out the sound of skin slapping. chan leaned back, moving his hands to grip at your hips to give him better leverage as he picked up his speed.
“look so pretty for me baby, so beautiful taking my cock.” he groaned out, he couldn’t take his eyes off your pussy, watching his cock disappear into your leaking cunt.
you were making a mess. your arousal coated his cock, making it shine when the sun would catch it, and it dripped down onto your bed, creating a small wet spot beneath you. the wet sounds coming from your cunt we’re obscene, obnoxiously loud but you’d be lying if you said it didn’t turn you on. it certainly turned chan on, his thrusts had picked up to a brutal speed and you were sure that you’d have bruises on your thighs from this in the following days. your hands reached down to grip at his wrists, desperately trying to grab at his hands for reasons you didn’t even understand.
but chan understood, even if you didn’t, he leaned down, hands coming up to hold your face while his thrusts never slowed. his fingers, so gently, grazed your cheeks and wiped the tears from your eyes that had slipped out without you even being aware. he was so tender and gentle with you, his soft kisses against your lips and cheeks made your tummy fill with butterflies for a moment it almost made you forget about the tight coil that was about to burst inside you.
your hands reached up to hold his cheeks, “daddy! ‘m gonna cum! f-feels so good-ngh!”
a smile spread across his face, “yea? you gonna cum on my cock baby girl? cum for me sweetie, make a mess for me.”
his words tipped you over the edge, your pussy fluttered around his cock as your orgasm came over you like a wave. your grip on his face tightened and your thighs started to twitch around his hips as you came. a pretty, creamy, white ring formed around chans cock from your cum coating him. chan wasn’t far behind, his grunts growing louder the more your pussy gripped at him.
you could tell he was close and was struggling with the thought of where to cum, so you made it nice and easy for him, “please cum in me daddy.”
“gonna let me breed this pretty pussy?”
you nodded and pulled him down into a kiss as he came. his load came out in hot spurts, painting your walls white and marking you as his. his moans and grunts were loud even with your kisses silencing them to the best of your ability. you could feel chans hips twitching as he pumped out the last of his cum, not wanting to leave your pretty pussy. his whole body relaxed against yours, wrapping his arms around you in a comforting embrace, letting the both of you calm down from your intense orgasms.
but the relaxation didn’t last long when a loud banging could be heard from your front door, “chan! you better not be over here!” holy shit, it was ji-a.
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