#chancheol

Seungcheol made his way to Chan' changing room with a cheeky grin on his face. "Hey there." He spoke, leaning against the doorframe. "Cheollie, are you already finished?" Chan had made his way to Seungcheol, kissing his lips softly. "Yep. Hey, bby, did you see what they have on the program of the fanmeeting today?" Seungcheol asked, stroking the small locks from Chan's forehead. "You're refering to the thigh-wrestling, aren't you?" Seungcheol chuckled, "ofcourse I am. Just wanted to tell you that I will crush these thighs of you, just like I always do in bed." Chan hit Seungcheol's arm playfully, "that's not gonna happen." Where as Seungcheol raised his eyebrows, "are you challenging me?"

The fanmeet had lasted for a solid two hours, having the member exhausted when they got back to their dorms. Seungcheol followed Chan to his room. "How did you do it?" Seungcheol suddenly spoke, making Chan jump. "Did what?" Chan asked, puzzled. "How did you win? When did your tighs get so damn strong?" Seungcheol groaned, closing the gap between them, leaving his lips on Chan's neck, making the younger moan in suprise. "Cheollie.. You know I've been working out a lot.." Seungcheol traised his fingers over Chan's chest, "I don't recall." His lips were softly touching Chan's neck when he spoke, leaving shivers down Chan's spine. "Show me." Chan's eyes widen, "Show what?" Seungcheol left a soft bite at Chan's neck, "you were so eager to beat me earlier. I bet you can do it in bed as well." Chan suddenly noticed the bulge in his own troasers. "Cheol.. You know I've never topped before.." Seungcheol kissed Chan gentle on his lips, "there's a first time for everything."

It didn't take long before both of them were undressed in Chan's bed. Chan was nervous, he looked for any kind of support in the eyes of the older, who just nodded to go on. Chan started kissing Seungcheol's neck, slowly going down his chest, making the older moan in pleasure. Ofcourse, Chan had heared Seungcheol's moans many times, but never like this. This was new. He had never topped before, not with Seugcheol, not with anyone else, as Seungcheol had been the first person he had sex with. Seungcheol knew everything perfectly, always knowing just how to pleasure Chan, never asking anything in return, untill now.

Chan had been sucking on Seungcheol's dick for a while now, and slowly prepared Seungcheol. He was insecure, had asked Seungcheol if he was okay with every move he did. But it had Seungcheol almost reach his climax already, and he hadn't even felt Chan inside of him yet. "Seriously, Chan. If you don't fuck the living hell out of me right now, I'll make sure you won't ben able to walk to the next fanmeeting." Seungcheol groaned, making Chan's cheeks turn a bright pink. He slowly potioned himself at Seungcheol's entrance, having Seungcheol wrap his legs around Chan's waist, eager for his touch. Chan entered slowly, biting his lips as he did. Seungcheol rolled back his eyes, having the most sexy moan ever leave his lips. Chan had never felt anything like this before, never saw anything like this before. His boyfriend below him, sweaty and for once, not in control.

Chan gave both of them a little time to get used to the feeling, before starting to move faster. "Fuck." Seungcheol moaned, bucking his hips towards Chan, making him go even deeper. "Fuck, Chan. Go faster, harder." He purred. Chan took hold of Seungcheol's legs, while obeying his requests. Seungcheol moaned, practically screamed, so loud, Chan had shivers down his spine. "Cheol.. The others will be able to hear.." Chan bit his lip, trying to hold back his own moans. "Do I look like I care?" Seungcheol answered, pulling Chan closer to lock their lips.