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⋆ 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 - 𝚜𝚔𝚣-𝚡 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

⋆ 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜

⋆ 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎/𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎

𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬

☆ Genre: Domestic, very suggestive, fluff

☆ Warnings: Hickeys and overly sweet fluff?

☆ Characters: Chan, Y/N

☆ Word Count: 2.1k

“It's not that bad!”

“Not that bad? Christopher Bahng, it's literally the size of a golf ball.” 

“ … I like golf.” 

Exasperated with her husband, Y/N turned away from their bedroom mirror and faced the man with her hands on her bare hips. She leaned to the side pointedly as she stared at the blushing man on the bed. The epitome of feigned innocence rolled off of his person in the form of wide, puppy eyes, and his contagious smile lingered on his lips in a way that made Y/N's knees buckle. 

She bit her lip, unable to stop her own smile from spreading across her equally flushed face. 

“It's only been an hour,” Y/N whined, her fingers fluttering by the nape of her neck. “It's gonna look dreadful in the morning.” 

“Dreadful?” Chan's mouth dropped open dramatically as he placed his arms behind his head. “I don't know … I think it looks sexy, no?”

The man smiled further, his eyes travelling from the burst of colour to his wife's heated eyes. “You look beautiful, baby girl.” 

Y/N covered her steaming face with her hands and turned away again towards the mirror. She peered at herself through the gaps of her fingers; even with her arms acting like shields in front of her body, she was still able to see the large crimson splotch on her skin. It almost looked like a shedding rose; its outer petals kissed the base of her throat and the dip of her collarbone. Smaller petals dotted the line of her shoulders and the sides of her chest in explosions of pink, red, and purple.

It was late in the evening; not yet midnight, but late enough. Chan and Y/N had spent the day practically glued to each other's side as they indulged in what felt like a twenty-four hour, non-stop date. Y/N was unsure if there had been a moment where they hadn't been touching in some way … Chan's arms had been strong around her torso as they made breakfast together, their shoulders pressed up against each other as they ate together, their legs locking as they watched TV together … and then their bodies entwining as they landed atop their bed together in a heated flurry of movement.

Y/N slowly flitted her gaze from the markings that circled her neck like an elaborate necklace. She blinked softly as she focused on what reflected behind her. Chan was leaning back on his hands, his head cocked to the side and his eyes hooded as he watched his wife with an affectionate smile.

He looked ethereal in the dim bedroom lighting. His fair skin had taken on the deep tones of luxurious amber under the warping shadows, each curve of his muscular build like a stretch of golden silk against the bedsheets. Smudges of Y/N's lipstick lingered against the angles of his jaw and the defined map of his abdomen in scarlet kisses, and as Chan smirked at her in the mirror, his eyes glimmered with the warmth and richness of dark chocolate. They sparkled playfully, Chan's gaze slow and provocative as it trailed down Y/N's body, the man chewing on his swollen bottom lip. 

The way he looked sprawled over the messy sheets, combined with the way he was looking at her made Y/N swallow thickly, her breath hitching. 

“What?” Chan hummed under his breath. 

Y/N looked down, her cheeks ablaze. “You're … just … “

“Just what … ?”

Y/N didn't trust what would happen if she was to say what was at the forefront of her mind. She rolled her eyes to the ceiling instead. “Infuriating.” 

She was still looking down at her clasped hands as a wave of shyness washed over her; she didn't notice when Chan slipped off of their bed, his tread light when he came to stand behind her. Her eyes widened abruptly when his fingertips danced along her sides, his palms smoothing over her skin and his strong arms following until they were looped around her in an engulfing hug. 

He was completely pressed up against her as he enveloped her into him. Y/N could feel every inch of his skin melting into hers, heat kindling between them both like a fine line of prickling electricity. 

“Infuriating?” Chan's voice was husky as his lips brushed against Y/N's bruised neck. He grinned in a teasing manner as he lightly grazed his teeth against the large mark. 

Y/N's chest rose and fell rapidly as she watched what he was doing in the mirror. She lightly slapped his forearm. “Don't do that! You're gonna make it worse.” 

Chan laughed silently. His pectoral muscles were hard against Y/N's shoulder blades with the movement, and he kissed her neck, his fingers trailing up her body until they landed at the darkening hickey he had left behind earlier. 

“You can always cover it up,” Chan hummed, circling the mark with his fingernail. “Though I don't understand why you'd want to. It looks beautiful.” 

Y/N leaned back into him, legs weak. “To you, maybe. To the random people we bump into on the street? I don't think so.” 

Chuckling, Chan moved so he was standing in front of her. He replaced his arms around her waist as he lowered his head, his lips soft and warm as they met the curves of Y/N's chest. “What about here?” 

Voice wavering, Y/N looked down at him. “What do you mean, what about here?” 

“You know what I mean,” Chan said, his voice reverberating through his wife's skin. “Think you need a few more marks, hmm? You know … so the other ones don’t feel … lonely.”  

Y/N looked away. She felt as though her heart would leap out of her chest at any moment if he kept this up.  

“Do what you want,” she murmured, causing Chan to grin. She placed a finger in line with the soft hollows of her collarbones. “Just not above here.” 

Chan stood up again. His hands swept up Y/N's neck before he cupped her face. Y/N looked up at him with dilated eyes, and she was grateful for the security of his touch holding her up when he leaned down to connect his lips with hers. 

“Deal,” Chan whispered, hands travelling down to the small of her back again. “Ready for round two?” 

His question suddenly made Y/N burst into a fit of hushed giggles against her husband's mouth. “That was the cringiest thing you could have possibly said right now. Who asks that?” 

Chan grinned, his fingers digging into her hips. “Obviously someone who cares about your well-being.” 

“Really? You care about my well-being after giving me all of these?” Y/N gestured wildly to her top half. “You nearly ate me alive.” 

“Oh yeah? But from the sounds you were making, I think you enjoyed it.” 

The couple erupted into slightly giddy laughter, their burning noses bumping against one another's in the process. Chan's hands were hot as they smoothed over Y/N's back, pulling her closer to him, and overcome with a sudden rush of affection, Y/N locked her arms around the man's neck. She giggled against his lips when Chan's grip travelled to her thighs; she was swiftly lifted up into the security of his strong arms, and  the sheets were warm on her skin when Chan set her down.

Y/N smiled up at Chan with figurative hearts exploding in amongst the centre of her pupils. 

Chan lowered his head a little, as if he was going in for a kiss. But he stopped for a moment. The softest of smiles spread across his face as his gaze absorbed every one of Y/N's details. His heart leapt against the walls of his chest as he did so, and he was almost in a trance of overflowing devotion as he very delicately traced the backs of his fingers down the side of his wife's face.

“What … ?” YN breathed, her chest rising and falling against his. 

Chan's smile grew further. “Just … thinking about how much I love you.” 

Y/N's eyes widened. They had been together for almost a decade, and even though she had heard those three words leaving his mouth more and more as their time spent together increased, Y/N couldn't help but feel stunned all the same. Something about the way Chan was looking at her, and the glow to his skin and the raw honesty of his tone was making her head spin. Chan wasn't one to say things unless he completely meant it … Y/N knew that more than anyone. 

Her cheeks stung from the intensity of her blush, and she covered her face again with her hands, her legs kicking around the sheets. 

“Hey, no … “ Chan laughed under his breath, his fingers travelling to circle around Y/N's wrists. “We've talked about this, baby. No covering your face when I'm looking at you.” 

“But you're making me blush,” Y/N whined through her fingers. “I already look like … a lobster.” 

Chan chuckled, gently removing his wife's hands. He lay them down by the side of her head and very slowly entwined his fingers with hers. 

“The prettiest … ” Chan mumbled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Most beautiful … “ he kissed her nose, “Sexiest lobster I've ever seen.” 

His smile landed on her lips, and Y/N immediately squeezed his fingers. With her hands under Chan's grip, she couldn't do anything but let the man kiss her with his slow, maddening pace … her lips were buzzing as Chan cushioned them with his own, the softness of his tongue tracing the outline of her mouth and leaving behind the intoxicating cloud of his taste.

“Christopher … “ Y/N whispered against his lips. “I … “ 

He didn't let her finish. His kiss deepened and the woman's back arched up until the curve of her body was completely pressed into his. 

“What were you gonna say?” Chan teased her when he pulled away, his thumbs caressing her palms. 

Y/N swallowed, trying to regain her breath. She suddenly burst into a fit of quiet laughter a moment later, and she looked up into her husband's eyes as he laid his forehead against hers.

“I love you,” she giggled, her words hot on his mouth. “I love you so fucking much.” 

Her words made Chan's entire face light up. His lips were suddenly on hers again, his thighs squeezing around her hips in an embrace of their own. 

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Chan couldn't stop laughing. His arms folded across his broad chest as he leaned against the doorframe, Chan watched in growing amusement as Y/N applied her third layer of colour corrector over the plum sized bruise stretching across her neck for the fourth time. 

“Are you having fun?” Y/N attempted a dry tone despite the smile that betrayed her. “Is this really funny to you?” 

“Yeah,” Chan chuckled, his eyes glinting mischievously. “Yeah, it is.” 

Y/N attempted to cover her blanket of green with a full coverage concealer. She dabbed around the perimeters carefully, blending the edges softly into her skin so as not to disturb the product over the area she was trying to conceal. 

Alas, regardless of her layers of heavy duty coverage, the richness of the burgundy splotch still managed to peek through. Y/N sighed and dropped her powder down onto her vanity with a pointed look at her husband. 

“You did this on purpose, didn't you?” Y/N wrinkled her nose at him as he continued to smirk. “You just want an excuse to stay indoors.”

“I didn't!” Chan protested with pink cheeks. “I didn't mean to do it that high up. Just … got carried away.” 

Snorting at her husband's words, Y/N craned her neck to the side, observing the situation. It was still obvious even when she squinted, and having no intention to wear a high neck garment in the forty degree Australian heat, Y/N gave up. She pushed away from her vanity table and instead made her way to Chan who immediately caught her in his arms, pulling her into him by the waist. 

“Looks like you win,” Y/N smiled up at him as she looped her arms around his neck, lovingly tugging at the soft curls kissing the nape of his neck. “Again. Movie date it is. Because there's no way I'm going out with this visible monster.” 

The passion in her words made Chan burst into laughter. He dipped his head and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. “You can pick all the movies. And I'll make you your favourite pasta.” 

Y/N's eyes lit up at that. She squished his cheeks in her hands. “Promise?” 

“I promise,” Chan grinned. He hugged her a little closer, his heartbeat mingling with hers. “As long as I get to be with you, I'm happy with anything.” 

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(22:08)

Promise

Pairing: Fiancé!BangChan x Fiancé!fReader

Genre: Fluff

Warning/notes: The delusional self of yours, slightly dirty minded Chan, guilty behaviour, sulky reader.

"Baby, I'm home!" Your fiancé, Chan said loudly across the living room yet he heard nothing from you.

"Sweetheart?" Chan look for you at the living room, then he found you at the kitchen doing the dishes. It's a bit rare seeing you washing the dishes without background music so he knows you're mad at him.

He promised you to come home early since he promised that tonight you'll have dinner with him. Time goes by, it's already 10 pm so you decide to eat by yourself and left Chan some of the food you cooked.

Chan sigh in guilt knowing very well that he broke his promises.

"Baby," he sneak his arms around your waist, hugging you from behind as he kissed your temple, "Forgive me please? I'm sorry, I can't come home earlier than expected,"

Nothing, you're sulking and lowkey mad at him. You understand that he works hard and he is a busy man but you can't help being mad at him since you look forward about the dinner.

"Darling, please? Hm?" He whisper softly, swaying your body side to side softly, hugging you from behind and lowering his head, putting his chin on your shoulder.

You still give me him a silent treatment. You finished washing the dishes, you dry your hands with a dry towel and unwrap his arms around your waist. You walk away putting your apron at where it supposed to be and finally sitting down on the couch as you turn on the TV.

He sigh heavily as you ignored him. He walks slowly to you, weakly and guilty. Sitting down beside you and face you. He took your hand, "Y/n please? I'll make it up to you. Since I'm not working starting tomorrow until next Monday, I'll be yours. All yours. Just say what you want, we'll do it together. Y/n my baby, please?" Chan persuade you.

You turn your head at him. He look at you with those puppy eyes. You're heart weakened at the sight of him trying to persuade you. You know he's guilty. You're not longer mad at him so you low-key forgive him but you wanna tease him a bit, that's you're intention now

"You think I can easily forgive you? You broke your promises. One, you promised to cone back home. Two, you promised to have dinner with me today. Oh lastly, i cooked your favourite foods but i end up eating alone because I'm hungry," you frowned as you rant at him.

"I know, i know honey. But like i said, i can make it up to you. We'll do eeeeeverything you want to do. Can you forgive me, please my sweet baby girl, my princess, my lovely wife soon to be, my everything, my-"

You shut him with a kiss on his lips. He look shocked and his ears are burning red.

"You're so noisy," you look at him frowning a bit.

He giggled and scoot closer to you, nuzzling your neck as he hugs you.

"Am i forgiven then?" He talked cutely as he smile widely.

"yes yes, you are. The foods in the fridge, if you wanna eat it, just reheat the food first. I'm going to bed,"

As soon as you said you're going to bed, he started to whine like a little kid who don't want to go to school.

You look at him whining at you, holding your hand as you stand up. "Baby, i'm not eating alone~ please stay~" he said, pouting.

"It's not like I go anywhere else," you teased him.

"I know, but still y/n. If you're still mad, I can do something about that you know," he replied.

"how?"

He gets up, cups your cheeks and waste no time to kissed you deeply. He pull you closer to his body, wrapping his arms around your waist. Gosh, he's kisses are addictive. It made you feel drunk, fluttering and weak. You wrap your arms around him too but then his hand found your neck as you both deepen the kiss.

He breaks the kiss slowly, smirking at you.

"I'll meet you upstairs. Foods can wait. You? Now." His voice drops as he stares right into your eyes and wink at you.

He took his bag and proceed to walk upstairs, leaving you all alone at the living room. Blushing and stunned as he said that to you.

"I'm waiting baby girl. Either you get punished for teasing me or something 'cause i know you did teased me," he said from upstairs.

You rushed going upstairs. Only God knows how's the night gonna be. Chan keep his promise to "make it up to you".

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(P/s: Hi, once again posting my random imagination scenarios raw and unedited. As always, i'll take my time to edit it. I hope you enjoy it and hopefully understand the context. Happy new year, everyone! 😼❤️)

(17:10)

Pairing: Husband!BangChan x Wife!FReader

Genre: Smut

Warnings/notes: unprotected sex (safety first, wrap it), dirty talk, horny couples (and you, reader), creampie, a bit of cursing, daddy kinks, roleplay, f reader sending nudes, fingering, blowjobs.

⚠️ MINORS DNI! 18+ ⚠️

Gif as illustration only

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You know your husband been so busy lately, you only meet him at night because he went go work really early due to his schedule.

You realised these days, he is so needy every night. That everynight after his bath, he would go bed hugging you from behind and rut his member at you, begging you to do something with it. He needs you.

But everytime he did that, you stop him. Turn your around and mumble against his chest that he need to get some rest. He can't deny the fact that he do need rest but he's lowkey getting needy and needier for you touch. So he decide to just wait. He knows you're going to do something about it.

Little did he didn't know, you were teasing him. You know you can give yourself to him right away but no, you want to tease him.

Chan's phone vibrates while he was driving to home.

"Chris~" *2 photos*

"fuck.." Chan cursed under his breath after he view the photos you sent to him.

You're wearing his favourite white lingerie, posing on the bed with your ass up and your back lowered down. Sitting down infront of the mirror with your legs spreading apart, showing your hole.

Chan get hard at the sight of you infront of the mirror like that, thinking of how he would fuck you relentlessly infront of the mirror, hearing you moaning his name, how well you take him with your warm walls around him. He sweats a bit, feeling his pants getting tighter as he thinks of you. He really crave for you.

He start typing back, carefully while driving.

"Don't make me touch myself while driving, baby,"

"What's my naughty angel up to, tonight?"

He replied.

Vibrates once again after he put the phone down on the passenger seat.

He pick it up and accidentally moan lowly reading your replies.

"Why don't you come home fast, daddy?"

"Looking foward to our meeting tonight, daddy. I'll wait patiently. 😏"

As soon as he read your replies, he start to speed up.

"Baby! Angel baby!" Chan close the door, walk directly to your shared room.

He stops at the room, looking at you sitting down gracefully on the bed.

You saw his mouth agape, scanning your body up and down. His white long sleeve shirt folded up a bit messy, his blazer on his arm and his bag hugging his right shoulder.

Chan smirk, putting all his things down and walk up to you .

You stand up and Chan hugging your waist. He start kissing your neck wetly and moan quietly between the kisses on your neck.

"You like it?" You whisper at his ear as he kisses your neck.

"So fucking much, my angel"

You push him down to the bed, his hands on the bed supporting his body. You kiss his forehead then his lips. You begin to undo his buttons, kissing his toned chest as you stand between his legs. You caress his waist, his chest and it made him whimper against your touch. you start sitting on his lap, your legs beside his thighs, kissing his lips passionately.

His hands on your waist, gripping your ass occasionally as you both make out. He hug your waist tightly as the make out heated. He starts whimpering against your mouth, you pull away and coos at him teasingly.

"what's wrong daddy?"

He mumbled against your chest, "my angel, please.. don't you think i've been good..." Kissing you collarbone, your chestt.. "a good boy for you? Please? Daddy wants you," he pause and kisses clothed nipple, start to massage your another tit, "daddy've been good right? Don't i deserve my angel?" He whimpers softly.

You moan at his lips against your body, tugging his hair a bit and unintentionally grind on his hard one. "Of course you've been good, daddy. Good job, now let me reward daddy?" You said with an innocent face. He smiles softly and smirks a bit at your behaviour.

You sit down between his leg, unzip his pants and take out his hard one out. You gasps at the size of it and how red is the tip. He looks at you smirking but his ears are a bit red. He knows you never get enough over his member, you're the only reason he can be this hard.

You start pumping his hard member up and dow, tight and slow. His head thrown back, moans softly at the feeling of your hand wrap around his member.

You start to lick the tip as his pre cum drool over his shaft and you hand. You swirl your tongue around his tip, making him bucks a bit at the feeling. You keep teasing his tips while you pump his shaft.

"baby, please... Quit the tease please" he moan between his words. His hand stroke your hair as he moans and enjoy the sight of you sucking the tip of his member.

You start to suck his member up and down, making him moan a bit more louder. "Oh fuck.. just like that, angel. So good, mmh" he moan out as he hold your head with his hand. You start to suck him up and down more faster as you felt his member twitch on your tongue, his hand on your head keeps pressing you down as you suck him up and down fast. He moans loudly, so close to the edge. Until he is almost there, you stop and pull away. Both of you pants heavily.

"Baby.." he whimper, almost crying. He literally needs to cum but you stop him. He whimpers against your belly as he hugs your waist when you stand up. You stroke his hair, gently and lovingly.

"I don't want to finish this early, daddy. We have a lot of things to do, " you coo at him teasingly.

You take off his shirt and he hurrily take off his pants too, leaving himself naked at the side of the bed. You were giggling as you saw how fast he took off his clothes. He pouted and frowns a bit at your giggle, "It's not my fault that i keep being needy, you keep rejecting me every night,"

You cup his cheeks and kisses his pouty lips "I'm sorry then if that's my fault, sit against the headboard and you'll be fine," you wink at him.

He slaps your ass as you teased him like that, gaining a yelp from you. He smirks and proceed to do what you asked, of course he is excited for it. You didn't waste your time stripping infront of him. He just can't get over your body, it made him feel more needy in this state of him.

You sit on his laps again, grinding your wet folds slowly against his shaft. You both moan at the friction. His hands settles on your hip while you hug his shoulder. You keep teasing his member as you grind on him "please, please .. i really need you, angel," he said.

You can't deny his request because you're needy as he is, so you lines his member against your enterance, teasing the tip a bit. You push yourself down his member fully. He moans loud against your neck as you bit his shoulder and muffled moans.

You start riding him foward and backward motion, slowly. You take your time to feel him in you, his hands guiding your hip. You both moan as if you both been longing to this intimacy. You didn't regret for making Chan waiting. As you feel like you're almost cumming, you start to speed up the pace and mumbles against his neck that you're about to cum.

"yes yes, yes.. cum for me, angel. Oh my, shit... I'm cummi-" his moan choked as he cums into you and you came around him too. He seems to cum a lot that when you look up at him, he look like he is all fucked out.

After calming down, he pull out and lay you down. As he hovers you he start inserting his two finger into you, pumping it in and out slowly, making you moan under him. He lean down and whisper at your eat "we're not finished right? You're getting your punished for rejecting me night before," he growled a bit. You whimper and bit you lip as you almost cum for the second time.

The night is long..

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A/N: Hi! Another smut.. yeah... Well, i found inspiration through tiktok so why don't i make a scene about it. Enjoy, my horny STAYs 🦋😏😘🤺

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“of course I believe you guys. I believe you guys can do anything, I believe that STAYs can do anything. I believe that you guys can get to wherever you want to be, you can make miracles happen. That’s something that I really believe in. When it comes to the word STAY, I feel like there’s no limit. You guys have that power, that no other thing can have… especially when STAYS become one. When STAYS all hold hands and really unit, I feel like we are unstoppable. That’s something that I’m really really proud of, really really confident with. Something that I’m really really happy about. Because I’ve got nothing to be worried about, I’ve got nothing to be scared about. Why? Because I’ve got STAY right behind me, I’ve got STAY right there behind my back. It’s because of you guys that we can break barriers, reach levels beyond our reach, and it’s all thanks to you guys; so of course I believe in you guys. I believe you guys can do anything.”