#shitwrites

At first, both were playfully pushing each other’s arm and things became a little more rough when Chen uttered something a little too snarky towards his duizhang. Usually he knows when to ease up on the teasing but for some reason, today, he couldn’t filter his mouth.  

Chen gave a nervous swallow and didn’t let his smile drop when Wufan ushered them both out of the dance studio. The blonde’s lips were in a tight line as dark eyes lingered onto the brunette’s face. Chen’s eyes moved to find a strong hand gripping firmly onto his shoulder; he gave a wince when he felt fingers digging into his flesh. Wufan noticed the other’s discomfort and immediately loosened his hold before letting out a long sigh. 

“Look—I mean, I’m sorry. I guess I’m feeling a bit… off today. Let’s just forget all of this, alright? We good?”

Chen’s chest gave a small lurch from guilt. He opened his mouth to apologize, except something entirely different came out instead and he was promptly yanked into an empty conference room. He jumped when Wufan closed the door a little too hard. Part of Chen was glad he couldn’t see the blonde’s face, but the majority of him felt terrified that he could barely see what’s surrounding him - only the sun’s rays casting through the blinds from the window was their only source of light. 

Wufan took one step forward and Chen instinctively took one step back. “Chen, what the hell is going on with you today?” The leader kept moving forward.

Hands lifted up for a surrendering gesture, the corners of his lips tugging higher to mask his nervousness with a cool smile, “Duizhang, you need to settle down. I’m not the only one acting weird right now.”

“Say what?” The deep voice snipped. “I’m the one that needs to settle down? You’re the one spouting bullshit left and right. You need to learn to watch what you say. If you don’t step up, one of these days, you’re going to word vomit something ridiculous and your image will take a toll.”

Chen’s calm demeanor dropped, “Are you really looking out for me and the group, duizhang? Or is it to help protect your own reputation as leader?”

“Don’t twist my words around,” Wufan hissed.

“Hey, hey, hey. Don’t get angry, I’m just asking a question—aye,” Chen winced when his back had hit the sharp corner of a desk. Before he could move, he found himself chest to chest with the blonde. His palms felt clammy.

Another grunt was sounded when the corner of the table was digging painfully into his back. He tried to arch away from the intrusion only to have large hands anchoring his hips still. He bit his lower lips hard when he felt a mouth grazing behind his earlobe. “Duizhang—Duizhang, I was just kidding.”

He felt a nip to his lobe before a kiss was placed into the tingling skin, “I know. Except it wasn’t the least bit funny.”

Chen’s mouth went dry and he tried to swallow when he felt kisses near his ear and all around his neck. His stomach felt warm at the wet noises smacking to his hot skin. His fingers lightly gripped Wufan’s biceps and tried to push the other away, “I’m sorry—Wufan, could you—the desk—”

The leader shifted the singer and he felt relief. He didn’t know how long they kept kissing before he found himself gripping tightly onto the backrest of the chair with his legs spread, and Wufan’s mouth working on his straining cock. Wufan’s eyes never left Chen’s face and all Chen could do was give out breathless gasps and occasional quiet moans. 

His hips jerked up, nails digging into the plush of the seat. His gaze locked onto the blonde’s flushed face, “Duizhang…” he whispered hoarsely.

Wufan flattened his tongue and breathed in slowly as he took Chen all the way into his mouth, nose burying into the soft bed of dark curly hairs. The vibration from Wufan’s throat set the singer off and he came. Chen silently mouthed Wufan’s name over and over until the blonde pulled away after swallowing every dripping cum.

Wufan stood up and leaned over the younger male’s face, both hands grabbing onto the hot sweaty cheeks before pressing their foreheads and noses together.

Wufan slowly kissed Chen’s slick mouth, lips brushing against each other’s as he whispered,  “The thousands of souls of your unborn children that I swallowed are delicious.”