──── jus’ the tip ⧽ bang chan ( 방찬 ) ⸝⸝
𖦹 방찬 x fem!reader 𓂃 wc. unprotected sex. use of pet names. established relationship. daddy kink. somnophilia (con) minors DNI ﹒⋆
no matter how many times you told him to stop staying at the studio until ungodly hours, your boyfriend just wouldn’t listen. the man was a total workaholic, always pushing himself to the absolute limit, which meant his usual arrival time back at your shared apartment was anywhere between 2 and 3 am.
tonight was no different.
by 2:35 am, you were already tucked safely under the heavy comforter, dressed in your favorite soft pajamas, enjoying the quiet warmth of the bed. you had fully intended to stay awake to give him a proper scolding—and maybe get some cuddles—but your heavy eyelids had won the battle, pulling you into a deep, peaceful sleep.
you didn’t even hear the front door open, the quiet thud of his bag hitting the floor, or the sound of the shower running in the guest bathroom so he wouldn't disturb you.
when chan finally slipped into the bedroom, he was only wearing his gray boxers, his skin still smelling faintly of body wash and the cool night air. he crawled into bed carefully, trying his best not to disturb your sleep. he pulled the comforter up, settling himself right behind you.
for a long time, he just laid there in the dark.
he didn't move, but he wasn't sleeping either. the heavy silence of the bedroom was filled only by your soft, even breathing. chan stared at the back of your head, his thoughts running wild after a long, stressful day of producing. his eyes adjusted to the dark, taking in the curve of your hip underneath the blanket. his hand automatically found your waist, his thumb rubbing small circles through the fabric of your pajamas.
the simple touch was driving him crazy. he was completely exhausted, but his body was wired, aching for the comfort only you could give him. he shifted closer, pressing his chest right against your back. his length, already thick and hard inside his boxers, nudged against your backside. he laid there for another ten minutes, just breathing you in, fighting the urge to wake you, his heart hammering against his ribs from the sheer desire building up in his lower half.
finally, the friction of his heavy breathing and the growing heat pressing into you started to pull you out of your deep slumber. you stirred weakly, shifting your hips a bit.
that small movement was his breaking point.
chan leaned over you, his chest flattening against your back as a comforting, heavy warmth started pressing directly against your lower half.
“ ‘m sorry, did i wake you up baby?” chan’s voice was a low, raspy whisper in your ear. he didn't stop moving, his hips already grinding in a slow, heavy circle right against your core through your pajama pants.
“channie...” you started, the sudden friction causing an involuntary, breathless moan to slip past your lips. you tried to turn your head to look at him, your brain foggy, but his large palm moved to your hip, holding you firmly in place as he continued to roll his pelvis against you.
“need you so bad, baby. please,” he whined softly, the sound muffled as he buried his face into the crook of your neck, leaving a trail of warm, desperate kisses along your sensitive skin.
you were so tired, your limbs feeling like lead. “chan, it’s late...”
“jus’ the tip, yeah?” he murmured, his voice thick with need, his lips brushing your earlobe. “i promise. just the tip.”
you knew better. every single time chan promised he would only put the tip in, it was a complete lie.
the man simply had no self-control when it came to you, especially after a long, exhausting day at work. but right now, you were too drained to put up a real fight, and the heavy ache starting to build between your own thighs from his heavy grinding was getting hard to ignore.
“mhh, ‘kay baby... but make it quick,” you mumbled sleepily, your hips automatically bucking back against him just a fraction to match his rhythm.
“yeah, baby, ‘ll make it so quick you wont have to do anything,” he said, his breathing getting faster and more frantic.
his large hands worked quickly, sliding under the waistband of your pajamas and pushing both your pants and panties completely to the side, leaving your bare bottom fully exposed to the cool air of the bedroom. you heard the sharp, distinct sound of fabric shifting as he quickly freed his cock from his boxers.
without waiting, he pressed his bare length between your thighs from behind, grinding his thick head directly against your swollen, sensitive folds. your natural moisture quickly coated him, the wet, friction-filled sliding sound filling the quiet spaces of the room and making chan let out a heavy groan.
you whimpered, your body still too heavy and tired to properly keep up with the pace he was setting, your hands grasping blindly at the pillows in front of you.
then, he aligned himself perfectly and pushed the big, mushy tip of his cock just slightly past your entrance.
both of you let out a simultaneous, loud moan that echoed in the quiet bedroom.
chan paused for a second, letting out tiny, needy whimpers as he began to slide just the head in and out of you, testing your wetness. “fuck, baby... you’re gripping me so good already,” he groaned, his fingers digging firmly into your hips, his knuckles turning white from how hard he was holding you.
the rhythm quickly picked up. inch by inch, he started pushing a little deeper with every single slide. you could feel the thick stretch of him opening you up, the slick friction of his skin against yours becoming louder and wetter. just as your sleepy brain realized what was happening and you opened your mouth to protest, chan gave one heavy, determined drive of his hips.
he entered you fully, plunging all the way in until his hip bones slammed hard against your backside.
you moaned his name loudly, your hands instantly flying behind you to find his hips, trying to push him back to get some relief from the sudden, intense fullness.
“you said jus’ the tip!” you cried out, your voice a mix of a whine and a gasp.
“fuck, yeah... ‘m sorry baby, i jus’ need your pussy so bad,” he panted, entirely unbothered by his broken promise, his chest heaving against your back.
before you could even process the stretch, chan halted his movements entirely. keeping his cock buried deep inside you, he gripped your waist with immense strength and carefully positioned you on top of him, your back sitting on his chest. your front was completely exposed now. he grabbed your thighs, pushing them wide apart and holding them open, his thick cock splitting you completely open from the new angle as he slid back in.
“channie!” you cried out his name.
“ ‘ll make you feel real good, i promise,” he said, his eyes dark and completely dilated as he breathed down your neck from behind. he widened your thighs even more, his grip leaving dark marks on your skin. “i jus’ can’t resist this pussy,”
chan brought his feet flat onto the mattress, using the leverage to lift his lower body slightly before he started hammering into you with a fast, heavy pace.
your moans became loud and unfiltered, your mouth open as you cried his name out into the dark room. the sheer pace of his thrusts was relentless, his cock hitting your sweet spot with every single thrust, sending waves of intense pleasure straight to your core. the mattress creaked rhythmically under the force of his movements.
“fuckin’ needed this. fuck. needed this pussy so bad,” he whimpered, his teeth gritting together as he imagined your face twist with pleasure.
he wrapped his strong forearm completely around your waist, lifting you up slightly against his pelvis so you couldn't move or escape the depth of his thrusts. with his free hand, he reached down between your bodies, his fingers finding your swollen clit and beginning to flick and rub at it with a fast, wet rhythm.
“keep your legs open f’me, baby,” he ordered roughly, his thumb working magic on your core while his cock continued to stretch you wide open, bottoming out inside you.
the burning ache in your thighs from being held open so wide was bittersweet, completely overwhelmed by the double stimulation. your head lolled backward into his shoulder, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your entire body began to tremble. an intense, tight warmth was rapidly building deep in your belly, coiling tighter and tighter with every heavy thud of his hips.
“channie! please!” you sobbed, trying to shift your hips to slow him down, but he was completely unstoppable, his skin slick with sweat as he kept up the pace.
his hand moved back to your thighs, pushing them almost all the way back to your chest, angling your pelvis perfectly so he could get even deeper, the wet friction making you completely lose your mind.
“shiiit, pussy milkin’ me soo good,” he growled in a low, husky tone, completely pussy drunk and lost in the feeling of your tight walls pulsing around him.
all you could think about was him, how his cock was splitting you open, the burn of your thighs, and the warm feeling inside your belly that was about to snap.
he noticed the change in your breathing, the way your inner muscles were starting to spasm violently around his length.
“come on my cock, baby... c’mon,” he whispered hoarsely, leaning down to press his lips right against your ear, your back rubbing against his bare chest. “you wanna come all over daddy’s cock, yeah? do it f’me.”
“oh god yes! yes! channie—”
a loud, shattered moan tore from your throat as the knot in your belly finally snapped. your body seized up completely, your walls clenching around him in a tight, desperate grip as you squirted all over him like a fountain. the sudden, hot rush of fluid drenched his thighs, wetting the bedsheets and your joined bodies completely.
chan watched from behind you in absolute amusement and hunger, his breath catching in his throat as his pupils dilated to the absolute edge.
the sheer intensity of your orgasm pulled him right over the limit. your body collapsed limply against his chest, your legs trembling uncontrollably, but chan didn't stop. he let out a guttural, deep growl, driving his hips into you two more times, burying himself as deep as he could go.
“such a good girl... made a big mess for daddy, hm?” he choked out, his whole body shuddering violently as he spilled his hot seed deep inside you, overloading your pulsing walls.
he reached your face, his fingers gently turning your chin toward him so he could force you to lock eyes with him while he finished coming inside you, his length twitching deep within your core. tears of pure exhaustion and pleasure prickled at the corners of your eyes, and you could only nod weakly against his hand.
chan leaned down, his lips meeting yours in a soft, slow, remarkably tender kiss that contrasted completely with how rough he had just been.
after spending some time quietly cleaning both of you up with some tissues, he crawled back under the comforter, pulling your back tightly against his chest. he wrapped his strong arms around you, pulling you into a protective embrace and whispering sweet, lazy nothings into your ear until the rhythm of his breathing slowed down, guiding you both back into a deep, heavy slumber.
a/n ⋮ naughty channie alert !! currently working on making more detailed smuts soo stay tuned 😛
