"Use Me" ~ Lee Chan

"Use me" ~ Lee Chan

warnings : smut. plain smut. so much smut. dom!(?)chan, sub!(?)fem!reader, swearing, just 2 horndogs fuckin, 2 mentions of "daddy", a lil degrading (slut), praise,....

A/n : I think my weakest point to write is smut, but I saw a preview of the album where Chan is pulling a Mingyu and posing in a suit jacket without a shirt and this was created

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----------------------------------------------------- "F-fuck baby, slow down" Chan moaned, his lips parting in an attempt to get more air in his lungs.

But he couldn't.

Not when you were bouncing on his cock like your life depended on it.

Not when you were using him just for your own selfish pleasure.

Don't get me wrong, Chan was still very much in controle.

It was more so that YOU lost your controle.

You'd been horny all day, hormones raging, getting more and more frustrated when your fingers and toys just couldn't get the job done.

And besides that, your boyfriend decided to swing by your apartment right after practice..

It's not your fault he was wearing a tank top. Not your fault he was wearing grey sweats. Not your fault sweat was coating his muscles. Not your fault he was hard as a rock.

Okay maybe that last one WAS your fault, by lounging around in just his shirt and panties.

"I c-can't Channie, need you, been needing you all day, please please please let me cum? Please.." you were a babbling mess, so desperate for him, for his touch, needing the way he hit your spots so deliciously. So you just kept bouncing. Deeper, faster, harder, all while both of your moans combined into a mess of need.

He threw his head back, losing himself in your pace, hands running from your head, to your waist, to your neck, to your hips, to your ass, to your thighs, to your chest. He can't deny the truth.

The truth being that he needed you just as much.

Fucking his fist in the shower, sneaking off during practice to watch some old videos you send to him. Normally he'd at least have the decency to shower before coming over. Today, however, he just had to be the total horndog he was.

"Ah-a-ah" your high pitched moans snapping him out of his thoughts.

"That's it baby, that's it. Good girl, such a good girl. Ride me until you cum, that's it, be a doll and use me? Okay? Just use me to your own advantage. Be a little selfish slut." His voice trailed off of his softer, loving side, to a side you didn't know. A side that loved seeing you like this, like the total mess you were.

Your orgasm came crashing down on you, moans changing between high pitched to low groans to shouting his name like a mantra, accidentally slipping a few "daddy"s into the mix.

After both of you came down from your high Chan took you in his arms, wrapping them safely around you, like he was guarding you from anything that could hurt you.

"You know", he started, "if this is your reaction... I may never shower after practice again.."

You giggled, softly hitting his arm as a signal to let you go.

"Also," he said right when you reached the door to go to the bathroom, "if you call me daddy again, I don't know if I can controle myself", shooting you a wink before you turned bright red.