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[7:26 PM]

member: bang christopher chan

category: smut

word count: 317

rating: 18+

warning(s): cursing, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), spanking

"Damn you and these tight-ass leggings of yours," Chan groans, clutching your hips like a vice while he bucks into you from behind. Currently, you're bent over your dinner table, the one where you eat breakfast, lunch, and supper with Chan, your gray and silver leggings and panties pooled at your feet, your boyfriend behind you, railing you like no tomorrow.

You helplessly whine while you search for something to cling to, but the smooth table provides no purchase. The best thing you can do is pin yourself to it for dear life while Chan utterly destroys your pussy, which is sopping wet from his antics the moment you stepped through the front door, home from the gym. You wearing leggings is one of Chan's greatest weaknesses. He absolutely loves how the tight material hugs your gorgeous body, enunciating your waist, rounding your ass and hips, and making your legs appear absolutely delightful.

"C-Chan," you whine, lifting your slumping ass, squeaking as your action is rewarded with a harsh smack on your ass. "I-I'm gonna cum!"

Just as you about to tip into the pool of euphoria waiting below, Chan suddenly withdraws his cock from you, leaving you empty. You pound the table with your fists in protest, glaring back at your boyfriend over your shoulder.

"The fuck?" you snap. "I was about to-"

The darkness in his eyes stops you. Your mouth slams shut, and your cheeks flush red. You're in big trouble now, and you know it. You know there's no way out of the punishment you're about to receive.

"You were about to cum, hm?" Chan echoes, leaning down and forcing your feet out of the mound of clothes beneath you. You squeak as he sweeps you into his arms and carries you to the bedroom. "Who said you were in charge of your orgasms? Looks like I need to remind you some manners."

© thekaykery 2021

[4:16 PM]

"channie?"

no response.

you peek around the door frame to see him in the same spot as he was almost four hours ago when you had left. same pose, too, slouched against the cushions of the couch with his shoulders hunched forward slightly as he presses the buttons of his controller with the force of gabbie hanna aggressively typing in that one video. he doesn't even look up, probably too absorbed in the game to have noticed your soft voice.

"chan, I'm home." you repeat, a little louder.

he finally looks up and a bright smile instantly lights up his face, dimples on full display. you mirror his grin, warmth spreading through you at the mere sight of your happy boyfriend.

you almost think you've got his full attention when a sudden cry through the headset from felix pulls his attention right back to the tv screen and he's back to button mashing. you simply sigh.

it's great that chan has the time to relax now, after a month straight of extremely late nights and stressful deadlines; he deserves the time off.

it's just that you kind of assumed some of that time would be spent with you, his loving girlfriend who could really use some cuddles these days. that proved to be a rather bold assumption - he hasn’t stopped playing for three days straight. he takes breaks to do some casual work in his studio and generally take care of himself, but you’re ultimately left cuddleless and it’s a little disappointing to say the least.

you can't really be mad at him, since you're pretty sure he doesn't actually realise he's been playing for so long. he just tends to get very immersed in whatever cycle he’s started and loses touch with reality for a hot minute until you pull him back down to earth.

so pull him back down, you do, by flopping directly onto his unsuspecting body and burying your face in his chest.

“b-baby?” he cries out in confusion, clearly not expecting your chaotic choice of attack. you whine and somehow crawl even closer to him.

he just laughs and puts his controller down, telling felix he’ll be back on later. you hear a couple of complaints coming from the other side but chan dismisses them with a wave that felix can’t even see, and he wraps his arms around you in a warm bear hug.

“little cuddle bunny, can’t I even play my games without being pounced on?” he coos with a fond smile on his face.

“sure you can.” you start in a sing-song voice, “but not for three days straight. nom!”

he lets out a surprised cry when you bite down (softly, but fiercely) on his shoulder like a feisty cat.

“has it...has it actually been three days..?” he asks, voice a little hesitant. you know he already feels bad.

“yep.” you simply respond. “s’okay though, if you make up for it right now.”

he laughs, a bright and cheerful giggle that gives you an unbelievably big serotonin rush every single time, the vibrations comforting as you lay against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

you’re sure this is peak happiness. all is good and well when you’re carefree and sleepy together.