“𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞~”
Fiancé!BangChan x Fiancée!Female!Reader — Picnic date! Ft:Berry
Warnings!: Smut, soft!dom!chan, a bucket ton of fluff, pet names (babe, darling, dear, beloved, doll), unprotected sex (please don’t do that.) . This fanfics was unread so there may be grammar mistakes lol. This is my first fanfic! feel free to give me tips/advice/requests!
July 25th. A day before Reader’s and Bang Chan’s anniversary. 11:43 (teehee) pm.
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12:38..
You hear keys jangling outside your door, before it opens.
“I’m home! Did you miss me?”
Bangchan sang in that stupid, annoyingly hot australian accent. Berry rushed for her bed, her yaps ringing throughout the house*
“Awhh! Berry! Look at you! So cuteeee..”
The man cooed, ruffling her ears as he set his keys on the tray you had made months ago.
Bangchan took a shower, using the shampoo you had said smelled good on him once. Once he finished, he wrapped a towel around his waist, walking into the bedroom.
“My love.”
You looked up at him, a grin crossing your face
“Chan.”
He snuggled up in bed beside you, nuzzling his face between your breasts.
“Missed this.. Missed you.”
Chan murmured, pressing kisses on them over your shirt.
“Wow. So my tits get kisses and i don’t? i see where your priorities lay now, Christopher.”
Bangchan let out a laugh that vibrated through your chest. His head lifted as he locked gazes with you.
“Don’t be like that babe.”
You huff, crossing your arms and looking away with a ‘hmph!’
Chan sighed, cupping your cheek with one calloused hand, his thumb slowly brushing over the skin there.
“If i make it up to you, can i keep doting over these amazing tits of yours?”
You couldn’t help the slight flush that crept over your cheeks, a tiny, nervous smirk growing on her lips. Chan raised his brow, a grin on his face.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
He then pressed his soft lips against hers, and gods above, nothing could compare to the feeling of his lips felt like the softest marshmallows and tasted like.. wait. is that your chapstick? whatever. it tasted good on him. you were snapped out of her thoughts when he prodded his tongue against your lips, and you let your lips part, both your and his tongue having a passionate dance together.
When their lips parted, a string of spit kept them connected
“Is that my chapstick, Chan?”
“Mmm.. maybe?”
He smirked teasingly, pecking her lips once more.
“Now.. let’s get this off. Arms up?”
You complied as he slipped your shirt off of you.
“Beautiful.. So beautiful.”
He murmured, pressing kisses over her neck, sucking a soft mark onto the skin under her ear
“mmh.. don’t suck too hard, now. i have work tomorrow.”
Chan looked at her as if she personally offended him.
“You think you’re going to work tomorrow? tomorrow is our anniversary!”
“Chan-“
“Blah blah blah! i’m calling you off work tomorrow. now that i think about it, i’m taking you on a date too.”
You laugh softly, smiling up at him.
“Really? you’re too kind.”
“No, i’m just bring a good fiancé.”
He huffed, unclasping your bra.
“Look at these. I could just eat you up.”
Chan mumbled, mostly to himself.
“Literally.”
You murmured, letting out a gasp as he latched onto one of her nipples, his hand rolling the neglected one gently.
“ngh.. nearly forgot how good you were at this.”
Bangchan grinned, pressing another quick kiss to your lips.
“Then i’ll make sure you never forget again.”
He crept down her body, slowly tugging off her panties with his teeth.
“You really like these, huh?”
Chan murmured, gently rubbing his fingers over her wetness.
“a-ah.. well, you bought them for me, and they’re really pretty.”
You managed to get out, you nipples slowly pebbling up.
“Someone’s enjoying this.”
Bangchan teased, licking a slow stripe up her mound. You let out a whine, fingers curling in his hair. He chuckled, gently prying your legs open, rubbing circles with his thumbs. The feeling of his tongue swirling your clit and dipping into your warmth, it was too much. you came with a loud moan, leaking onto his tongue. When he crept back up your body, his chin and lips were coated with your slick.
“How was that? hmm?”
“shut up, chan.”
“ooh~ feisty.”
He chuckled, kissing you once more. You moaned into his mouth, your hands unbuckling his belt and slipping his pants and boxers off. Chan groaned, stroking himself a little, before rubbing his mushroom head against your slick. Chan pulled away from the kiss as he pushed in an inch, looking at you with all the love and care in the world.
“Are you okay? You don’t want me to wear a condom or anything?”
“N-no no.. it’s fine. I trust you.”
With that, Chan slowly inched his way in, sounds of pleasure leaving the both of you as his hips pressed against yours.
“Mmngh..! Channie..~”
“Fuckkkkk.. still tight after a whole month..”
Chan entwined his fingers with yours, beginning to rock his hips.
“Is that good, doll? want me to go slower? faster? i’m all yours tonight.”
“I-it’s perfect channie.. so perfect..”
He chuckled deep in his throat, his spare hand slowly rubbing up and down your thigh, a stark contrast to his fast yet gentle thrusts.
“ ‘M so close..!”
You whine, wrapping your legs around his waist, trying to pull him deeper.
“Already? I just started?”
He hummed, giving your hand a firm squeeze as the hand on your thigh moves to fiddle with your clit.
Your orgasm rushes over you, your walls squeezing him tight. Bangchan, being the man he is, made sure not to let himself cum, slowly letting you ride your orgasm
“Hah.. mmh.. fuck, chan..”
“It was that good? I’m glad.”
He slowly pulled out, pulling you close to his chest. You eventually fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.
SHOULD I MAKE A PART 2??
