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Pairing: BANG CHAN X READER [F] Summary: You become Chan's Good Girl. WC: 2K+ [READING TIME: 8 Minutes ] Genre: Smut, PWOP Nets: @neverendingdreams-net & @mirohs-aurora-society Warning(s): Unprotected sex, oral sex (male receiving), Slapping (ass), Come inside. AN: I've been listening to a LOT of erotic audio lately and mixed with the pictures and videos of Chan performing Escape in Rome and Paris, teaser pictures, and that bubble picture, my mind has been thoroughly wrecked. Please reblog or leave a like or comment to let me know how you feel. I'd love a little feedback. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it. Special Thanks to @saradika-graphics for the divider Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the real lives or personalities of Stray Kids. I do not know them personally. This is purely a work of fiction.

“That’s it baby right there..” He growled out softly, following it with a grunt. His shirt was pulled up over his pecks, shorts and boxers pulled down haphazardly to his ankles. Sometimes a quicky wasn't quick. Sometimes you needed something so bad you didn't care how you got it or where you got it.

Sometimes the act didn't have to be glamorous or sweet, it just needed to be done. Your knees were sore from being on them too long, but somehow it didn’t matter. Knees be damned, if that man kept talking to you like that. There was a quiver to his thighs, a whine to his voice that let you know you were indeed a good girl.

“Stick that tongue out for me.” Your hands were secure behind your back, with nothing but your own strength to keep them there. You didn’t have to be told twice to do something if the lovely man moaning under your touch encouragingly told you to do it. He was soft and gentle with you, but there was still this commanding edge to his words that almost compelled you to do things he wanted you to do.

Your mouth hung open, letting his cock fall from its confines. You stuck your tongue out for him like he asked and he rewarded you with a few soft slaps of his tip against it. You loved the taste of him, the feel of him, and everything else in between. “You’re so good for me, baby.” His rough fingers gently caressed your jaw. “Such a good girl.”

The pride that swelled in your chest from his words were enough to last you a lifetime. “Why don’t you give me those hands, baby. I want to feel your hands on me.” You nodded and unfolded your hands from behind your back. From the self confinement you'd put yourself in.

With the freedom to touch him back on the table, you made sure to make the most of it. First by dragging your nails up his thighs then covering his chiseled abs, to his pecks and over his nipples. Just to map the same route backwards as you made your way to his crotch.

The moans he made as your nails dragged over his skin were damn nearly delectable. The way those sounds slipped past those soft plush lips would be stored in your mind palace forever. You started to place soft kisses on his skin as you made it to his cock. Taking him in both hands after dribbling spit all over him, getting his cock slippery and wet before corkscrewing your hands in different directions.

“Fuck baby… just like that.” You gazed up at him, watching his face twist in ecstasy, ecstasy that you were causing with your own hands. “I can’t wait to be inside you. To feel your tightness around me. To use you for my own pleasure.”

A whimper fell from your lips just at the mere thought of being his plaything. “You’d like that yeah? Me using you?” You nodded, biting down on your bottom lip to keep from saying too much. To stop yourself from begging for it. Begging for him.

“Get up.” His voice was gruff and commanding as he grabbed you by the shoulders, lifting you up. The usually gentle man you knew was far gone. Lust taking over his personality completely. “Sit on my lap.” His hands traveled down your arms before moving to your hips, taking purchase of them.

He pulled you to him, leaving it up to you to straddle his legs and take a seat. “Good fucking girl.” He grunted through his teeth. His impatience getting the best of him, instead of undressing you he opted to pull your panties to the side, ripping them from how forcefully he pulled.

He ran his fingers over your slit, feeling the wetness and smearing it all over. “So fucking wet for me, baby…” he replaced his fingers with his member, teasing you with every glide, tip poking at your entrance. Your fingers gripped his shoulders as you mentally prepared yourself for the stretch you would inevitably feel. He lined himself up at your entrance.

Eagerly and prematurely you pushed your hips down only to be met with a harsh smack to your ass. “Careful sweetheart. You know what happens to bad girls, yeah?” Oh boy did you remember. Last time you were this eager he denied your orgasm six times before he finally let you come. Oh, the sweet torturous pleasure you felt that night. Honestly, being a bit of a brat didn’t sound like a bad idea at this point.

“Don't even fucking think about it.” He could sense your wheels turning, but he did know you better than anyone else. “You gotta be a good girl if you want this dick.” Another soft whimper escaped your lips only for it to morph into a moan as he slipped into your wetness.

Your nails dug into his skin, eyes rolling back, jaw slack. How was it possible for someone to make you feel this good? He'd barely pushed in as your walls clenched around him. “Fuck baby…”

He placed a hand on one of your hips as the other gently grabbed your chin. “Look at me when you take it all.” His movements all paused as he waited for you to lock eyes with him. You fought against your eyes rolling back at the feeling of his cock stretching you out, to stare into his beautiful brown eyes.

“Like the way I stretch out this pussy?” His lips curled into a soft smirk as he pressed his hips up while pushing yours down. You nodded as a shiver ran down your spine.

“Tats it baby, take all of it.” He filled you inch by inch until there was nothing left to take. Full and stretched, he pressed a soft kiss to your jaw and neck, wrapping his arms around your waist. He gave you a few shallow thrusts, testing out the waters at first.

But you knew things were quickly going to change when he shifted down in the chair he was seated in, pushing his pelvis right to the edge of it. He huffed out his nose and began to pound into you. You lost your balance and quickly grabbed a shoulder and the back of the chair for support.

Even if you’d thought about being quiet, the feeling of him pounding into your sopping wet hole was making you do otherwise. You tried biting down on your bottom lip but even that didn’t help that moans you were so desperate to stop from coming out. Your walls fluttered around him, making him groan.

“You like that, yeah? Like the way I use you?” The electric feeling that rushed through your body at his words almost made you come. He could feel your walls briefly tighten around him, “You do, don’t you?” He sucked in a sharp breath, voice surprisingly calm and clear for how hard he was fucking into you.

You couldn’t stop the movement of your head as you nodded. Your brain and body had been separated with his first few thrusts. He felt so good inside of you. He always aimed to please and just the thought had you dripping and ready for him. You were getting close. His hips never ceasing their movements.

You gripped his shoulder tighter, nails digging into his skin, your moans now filling the small room you'd both taken temporary ownership of. “You wanna come, pretty girl? Huh?” His mouth was right next to your war as he spoke. Voice both whiny and gruff.

You nodded unsure your words would even come out at this point. “You gotta say it. Tell me what you want.” His lips were on your neck, biting, leaving behind searing kisses in their wake. “Say it…” One particular hard thrust up, had you whimpering and shaking in his arms. You wanted to say the words so bad, but just how to form them just wouldn’t come to you. So, you nodded again.

He tsked, shaking his head. “No, no, no. You know what you have to say if you want to come on this dick.” His thrusts abruptly stopped. With his hands on your hips, your hips flush to his, he ground you down on him. You were seeing stars. “Fucking say it…” He smacked your ass harshly. “Say please.” Instead of soothing the spot he marked, he raked his blunt nails over it instead.

You were coming undone whether you liked it or not. “P-please…” Before the full word was out of your mouth he resumed his thrusts. This time they felt faster and deeper than ever. He wasn’t pulling his punches with you. That build up you felt before quickly filled up again, you just needed a little more to get you over the edge. “More..please..” He chuckled, slowing just a bit to sit you up on his lap.

“Lean back, hands on my knees.” You didn’t hesitate to do as told, leaning back and placing your hands on his knees. He readjusted, sitting back in the chair. He spit on his hand and used it as a lube. His saliva slick index finger and thumb now pinching and rolling your clit. He resumed his thrust, using his other hand on your hip to keep you steady.

“Come for me..” He looked you square in the eyes. “Keep those pretty eyes on me and come for me baby.” You took one hand off his knees to lace your fingers in his hair. With a tight grip on his tou fucked him back, ready for both his and your release. One hard pinch of your clit sent you barreling over the edge of your release. You wanted to roll your eyes back, but kept your eyes on him as you shook above him. “Good fucking girl.” He cooed, leaning in to capture your lips.

Your walls were like a vice grip around him. Your wetness clamping down on him, edging him towards his end. You bit his bottom lip. “I want to see you come..” Your voice was barely above a whisper, but he heard you loud and clear. “Come for me, Chris.” You were still shaking, walls still clenching and your words weren't making things any easier for the man. Just as he knew what words to say to you, he knew exactly the right words to say to him. “Come inside this pussy.. fill it up, baby.”

He groaned loudly, eyes briefly rolling back. “Look at me when you do it. Please..” Maybe it was your words, maybe it was your wet cunt, he didn’t know. But he thrust as deep as he could, his come filling you up so much that a little bit of it leaked out with each of his remaining thrusts. “That's it… Good boy.” He was mid-moan when he laughed. He pulled you into him, resting you against his chest as it shook.

“Alright, you got me with that one.” He pressed soft kisses to your shoulder. “I'll be your good boy. But only if you stay my good girl.” He smiled against your skin, tongue darting out to taste the saltiness of it.

"Deal."

You’d found yourself back with your friends after collecting yourself and cleaning up. “Girl where have you been? We have been looking all over for you!” One said as you completed the little circle they had formed. Even though they were all looking at you, you could still feel a different pair of eyes on you. You looked up in the direction of the stare, a small smirk forming on your lips. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, even with his own group of friends begging for his attention.

“Oh you know, just wandering around.” They didn’t need to know the little arrangement you and Christopher had. You being his good girl was your little secret to keep.

FIN

#baby YOU GET IT #the rambling the chiddies out the whines...#you always get it 👌👌👌#this is just *chef's kiss*#glad you followed your wiggles and got to create this lovely piece #skz fic #chan x reader #ficrec

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