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Happiness. Something Minho never honestly had throughout his life. The boy was sitting at his desk watching the stars twinkle softly, multiple workbooks were splayed around in front of him for his dance coursework. He smiled looking at the sight in front of him — he loved the stars and anything to do with space — he noticed the outline of Orion's Belt and lifted his phone to take a photo. Most of his camera roll was full of the stars and his friends especially his best friend Jisung. Jisung was an interesting person, to say the least, he was loud, obnoxious and loved to take up any rebellion. Minho was the opposite, he was quiet and reserved mostly being patrolled by his parents about anything he does. Time passed slowly as he admired the sky, his head falling to rest on his palm — he just wanted a break from life, from anything.

The next morning came as quickly as he passed out at his desk, his face mushed against his dance textbooks. A call echoed through his room, a frantic voice coming from the other line, "Minho! Where the fuck are you it's the first break," Jisung's voice was loud against his ear.

"Shit," he mumbled, it was a Friday so his parents will be at work by now, so he wouldn't have to worry about them, he'd just have to show up late, "I'll be there in twenty," Minho ended the call without anything else being said and left to get dressed, he didn't bother showering since he did yesterday. He grabbed a loose Tokyo Ghoul t-shirt and some black cargo and headed on his way, luckily most of the belongings he needed for today were already at school as he only brought his dance books home. Minho ran down the stairs and out the door plugging his headphones in and blasting his go-to playlist and walking relatively fast. A soft smell filled his nose leaving him smiling, he had no clue what it was, but God did he love it. He headed to the study room where most people in the last two years hang out and found his best friend.

"Oh look who decided to show up," He teased throwing an arm around their other friend Felix. Something was going on between Jisung and Felix, but they never spoke about it, Minho sat beside the two who were cuddling making sure to distance himself.

"Shush, I fell asleep at my desk," Minho's voice barely projected as he grabbed a pen and paper from the desk all the students pile their work on. He mindlessly doodled small characters and wrote random song lyrics as he let the time pass by.

"Lesson starts in a few minutes come on," Jisung climbed off of Felix's lap and pecked his head to say goodbye before dragging Minho to their literature class. The elder loved writing, he either wanted to be a dancer or a writer when he graduated, possibly both if he could find the time. Their task today was to write a freestyle story while keeping it in the contemporary field, he quickly planned out a brief idea for the story before finally getting to work on the main story. Minho wanted to incorporate the smell from earlier, something about a teenage boy finding the sweet smell of a boy's perfume and everything unfolding for their relationship from that moment. He pushed the bridge of his circular glasses up his nose and finally brought his pen down to the book in front of him, most people had started writing but Minho wanted to get a feel for the characters and plotline first. Once he began there was no stopping his flow, words pouring onto the page allowing him to let his thoughts out for once. It was his most used way of getting his emotions and thoughts out, he hated telling his friends about his home life or personal problems. Jisung tried to help, and he did, but sometimes it just wasn't enough. Around an hour and a half passed and their time was pulled to a halt by their teacher and they had to hand in their final stories, Minho stood up first speeding to the front to get back to his seat before the crowd of teenagers formed at the main desk.

"Hey Min, you up to lunch with us?" A melodic voice filled his ears making him turn around with a smile.

"Hi Seung, yeah I'll come to join you if I feel up to it," Seungmin gave a nod and linked arms with someone he didn't quite know and left. Minho got up and left the room with his books to put them back into the locker before going to meet Jisung who left midway through the lesson - presumably to hook up with Felix. He managed to find him in the cafeteria on their usual table with exaggerated arm movements, Minho headed over watching as he explained something to the other two at the table, "Hey," He sat down.

"Minho!" Jisung yelled with a smile shaking him, he continued to repeatedly yell incoherent words at him. They were very much full sentences but nothing was going through to Minho in the slightest. He stood up and excused himself to the bathroom before making his way to the backside of the school where the old sports fields were. A familiar smell filled his nose letting him calm down and lean against the wall. He looked around and saw a male sitting against the wall, head back against the wall and a roll of paper between plump lips. A puff of smoke left his mouth and nose as he brought his hand to rest on his knees.

"You're staring," His voice was calming, just like the smell coming from him.

"Sorry," He mumbled sitting where he was not bothering to go closer to the boy.

"My name is Chan," The blonde spoke again scooting himself closer to Minho. There was a small gap between their thighs, Chan's hand rested on his lap, often leaving it to take a puff of the joint back to his lips.

"I'm Minho," The younger responded bringing his knees to his chest to rest his head on, "I like the smell of that," he continued with a small smile, his head tilted to the boy he always saw walking around the school but never in any classes.

"This?" Chan held up the rolled weed and turned to face the boy he hadn't seen yet, "Oh shit, you're Lee aren't you?" Minho scoffed slightly not liking how everyone knew him for his abusive parents. They weren't famous, they weren't anything, a video of the younger spiralled around the school of him being pushed out his front door and cracking his head against the pavement which made him well known to everyone.

"Don't bother with that shit," He looked the other way, long brown hair falling at his knees.

"No, I didn't mean it like that," Chan quickly retorted worried he upset the boy, "I don't care about the video mate, I just see you with that loud quokka-looking kid that hangs out with my brother."

"Jisung, that's his name," Minho turned his head back, his bangs falling across his face, "Sorry for assuming that by the way," Chan nodded understandingly, he saw his attitude change towards others the day the video circulated.

"Wanna try this someday?" Minho nodded and smiled again, "Here, I'll write my number on a bit of paper, call me sometime and you can smoke with me," Chan scribbled down a few numbers onto some paper and handed it back.

"Thanks, I don't know if you noticed by the video but I'm going to have to be very sneaky about this and honestly, I've never snuck out or anything," Minho admitted taking the paper and putting it into his pocket.

"That's okay, just tell your parents you're hanging out with Lix since he lives with me," Chan offered, crossing his legs.

"That would work, I've been to your house before but you're never there, Felix says you're always at some kids called Changbin. My mam made me get something that tracks where I'm at," Chan nodded, he had never expected the younger to have been in his house but this might just work out in his luck.

"Yeah, he's my smoking buddy along with Hyunjin and Jeongin, we usually all go to their dorm and get smashed," Chan explained stubbing out the joint and throwing it somewhere.

"You're a lot nicer than I thought you would be given that you're a stoner," Minho giggled fiddling with a tan rock he found by his feet.

"A lot of people think I'm going to be a dick when they first meet me, that's why I barely have any friends," He responded, he was an absolute sweetheart when you get to know him.

"I have a class in ten," Minho mentioned standing up and stretching his body, joints cracking.

"What class is it?" Chan asked also standing, probably to go find his friends.

"Dance," He returned, Chan, picking up his backpack.

"I should have dance now, I haven't shown up in a while, I might tag along," Minho nodded and they both headed to the studio. They were fairly early so Minho played some music and danced while he waited, Chan joined him after picking up the steps by watching and standing beside him. The two danced to Finesse by Bruno Mars, Minho had been practising this for weeks for his talent show to get each step perfect. Chan loosely followed behind with the steps before breaking off into his style of dance, he was looser and playful with his moves whereas Minho was more serious and powerful. Students started to pile in, watching Minho's every move, he was the best in the class by far, and he was nominated for everything. Most people there chose dance as a copout to doing classes so they were grateful they hadn't had to do anything and let him do all the work. When the teacher arrived he stopped the music and let her lead the class for around two hours before they were dismissed. Minho went through his stretches again to loosen his muscles before leaving the room with Chan.

"I'm off home, I'll message you later," Minho waved goodbye and met up with Jisung.

"Where were you, you abandoned me," He feigned hurt before linking arms with him.

"I was hanging out with Felix's brother then I went to dance, where were you and Lix?" Minho explained flipping the question onto the younger.

"Oh, we just went behind the bleachers and hung out," The elder raised his eyebrow, Jisung was terrible at lying, " fine we hooked up," he huffed and dragged Minho away from the school. They split halfway since Jisung lived on the next street over, Minho walked to his front door and walked in. His parents usually came home around eight at night so he made himself some food and headed upstairs, not forgetting to lock the door.

hi chan, its minho

He wasn't expecting a response, he was probably with Changbin, Hyunjin and Jeongin. Minho put his phone on the nightstand before turning on his TV to watch Adventure Time while he ate. It wasn't anything big, he never really liked eating food, he thought it made him fat. Once he finished his noodles he took the bowl downstairs and quickly washed it to show no evidence he was in the kitchen before running back upstairs. He entered the bathroom attached to his room and stripped off his clothes and turned the shower on. His hair was getting longer but he loved it, it hides his face when needed and he looks extremely attractive. He washed his hair and body before jumping out and wrapping a towel around his waist.

Hey, I didn't think you'd message honestly

Chan had responded, he didn't expect it to be that soon, or at all to be fair.

Well, I wanted to try whatever that was you had, of course, I'm going to message.

Minho responded and put his phone away again. He pulled out his laptop and left Adventure Time on in the background as he got to writing the fourth chapter of his book. Publishing at least one book was his dream alongside becoming a choreographer and dancer. He had been working on this book for two years now and he was very proud of it. It was based on two boys meeting in the park and their relationship sparking from there. He loved writing gay stories, it was the only way he could be himself, he was gay but his parents could never know. In the past, he'd only ever had one boyfriend but he treat him like shit so he based his stories on what he wanted in a relationship - well what he thought he wanted at the time.

Come over this Saturday

Tomorrow??

yep

Alright

Minho lay back on his bed, he had a plan, he just needed to do it right. The front door opened signalling his parents are home. "Welcome home mother, and father," he bowed politely before taking their belongings and putting everything away, "May I visit Felix tomorrow?" He asked once he returned to the living room to bring them tea.

"Yes, you've been a very good boy Minho how could I say no," His mother responded taking the honey tea and sipping it.

"Thank you so much Mother," He bowed again and excused himself to his room. Minho hopped into bed and set an alarm for ten-thirty the next morning and lay down. His curtains were pulled shut encasing the room in darkness and soon enough his mind followed as he fell asleep.

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Music filled Minho's ears signalling that it was time to wake from his slumber. The sound of Strawberries and Cigarettes filling his ears made him sit and chill for a bit, he loved that song. After letting it ring all the way through, he quickly cancelled the replay and got up to choose his outfit. His style could easily be described as half e-boy and half dance practice wear and that's what he felt most comfortable in. He pulled out a pair of black baggy, torn jeans and an oversized purple hoodie and put them on as quickly as he took his pyjamas off from the coldness surrounding him. His mother called for him moments after, "Minho honey, I made you some breakfast before you go!" Minho ran down the stairs and was greeted with a bacon sandwich and a cup of tea.

"Oh, thank you so much, Mother," She rarely made her son anything so this made him extremely happy. He sat at the table and took the food and drink in front of him and began to eat it.

"If you want you can stay over at dear Felix's house," Minho nodded and thanked her once more - would he stay with Chan for the night? He quickly finished his food and stood up before heading to his room.

Come over at one, Lix is leaving to sleep at Jisung's at half twelve

Minho smiled at the message and decided to mess around with his hair. He parted it to the side and let the side with more hair fall over his face as the other side was pushed behind his ear. After he ate, did his hair and packed an overnight bag it was around quarter-past twelve so he decided to take a slow walk over to the elder's home. "Mother, I will be heading off now, I'll message you if I am stopping over," She gave a nod and lead him to the door and kissed his forehead before sending him on his way. He plugged his headphones in and shuffled his playlist before setting off. Minho turned eighteen not that long ago so he popped into a local corner shop and bought a bottle of WKD and some vodka to drink when he got to Chan's - that's if the elder wanted to drink anyway, if not he'll try if for the first time alone. He walked for around half an hour getting there around ten minutes earlier but he was sure Chan wouldn't mind.

I'm outside, let me in

Chan came to the door and smiled at the younger before hugging him tightly, "Welcome, come on in Min," They had been talking a lot over the morning and were quite excited to hang out. Minho headed in and took his shoes off, "I'm assuming you know the way around, I'll meet you in my room," Minho nodded, he'd never been in Chan's room before so he stood outside. Chan came up the stairs with some kitchen roll and opened the door for him.

"Sorry, I had never been in your room, Felix said it was off limits," Chan laughed, of course, his brother had said that.

"Oh, Felix must have not wanted you to see all the stuff in my room," Chan pulled Minho by the hand to his bed and sat him down.

"By the way, I brought some alcohol, I've never had it either," Minho was embarrassed by his confession but Chan just smiled. He thought it was endearing over anything else.

"Of course, we can try it, Min," The younger nodded and crossed his legs in anticipation, "How about, we try the weed today and the alcohol tomorrow, I don't want to overwhelm you," Minho nodded and smiled.

"Sure, I'll message my mother to see if I can sleep two nights," Chan nodded and Minho pulled out his phone.

Of course sweety, you and our Felix are too sweet to say no to!

"I'm allowed, so let's start?" Minho asked eagerly bouncing on the bed. Chan nodded and sat beside him also cross-legged, he reached towards his cabinet and pulled out two bits of plastic and something that looked like a vape.

"This is a grinder, hold it like this," He passed it to the younger making sure he held it right, "Once you have this set up you put one of these in," He put a bud of weed into the grinder and guided Minho's hands to crush it over and over again until it was a powder like substance.

"Now what?" Minho asked tilting his head and allowing his hair to fall slightly. Chan took the small bit of paper and lined up the weed inside of it before rolling it and licking the end so it sticks.

"That's all, you just helped make your very first joint," Chan praised him putting the tip to his lips and lighting it. He took a hit and put it between Minho's lips, "Breath in, hold it... breathe out," A string of coughs fell from Minho's through as he tried to catch his breath.

"What the fuck," He choked out holding his throat.

"Sorry, it's your first time that'll happen," Chan patted his back and held his arm. Minho reached for it again and took another hit, this time not coughing, "woah, calm down there," the elder giggled with a smile.

"Can you blow the smoke, it's hot," Chan nodded and took another puff, this time blowing the smoke towards Minho who smiled lopsidedly, "again," he whined pushing his face closer, the smoke was his favourite part. Chan blew some more directly into his parted lips, Minho instinctively leaning closer connecting their lips. The elder was taken aback, he wasn't expecting that but he kissed back - who wouldn't, Minho was insanely hot and he'd taken a liking to the boy a while back. Chan bit his lip and slid his tongue into his mouth taking in the sweet feeling of the younger's mouth. Minho's hands tangled into the bottom of Chan's curly blonde hair as he felt a pair of hands snake around his waist. It felt so wrong yet so, so right. They broke apart, Minho's face painted red as he saw the elder take another hit before kissing down his neck.

"Hey, can I do this? I know you're new to this and I don't want you to regret this when you come down," Minho smiled at his thoughtfulness and shook his head.

"I promise it's fine, it hasn't hit yet,"

"Wait so you just wanted to kiss me?" Chan asked with a small smirk lacing his plump lips.

"Who wouldn't," Minho groaned kissing him again before Chan pulled away again.

"Then you wouldn't mind me marking you up?" Chan questioned laying the boy down on his bed. Oh how Minho loved this, he was doing everything his parents would hate.

"Do it," Minho smiled and let Chan remove his shirt. He connected his lips against Minho's untouched skin just below his collar bone sucking a small hickey. After Chan had laced a few up his neck and across his chest, the weed finally hit leaving the other uncontrollably laughing.

"Are you alright?" Chan asked amused before sitting up over Minho's waist. Who knew the first time they met they ended up making out and getting covered in hickeys?

"Oh, I'm great, it just hit and it's very funny," Chan also started laughing, the weed hitting him a lot less than Minho.

"That's amazing," He snorted rolling onto his back.

"Chan? I think I'm like twelve times as high as you," Chan giggled and pecked his cheek.

"Dude you took so much I wouldn't be surprised if you were," He returned feeling Minho hug into his side.

"Put Adventure Time on," Minho smiled and Chan reached for the TV remote and turned it on, "It's on cartoon network," he mumbled watching the elder flick through the channels.

"Let's put our PJs on and watch this while we finish up the joint?" Chan offered and Minho stood up. He grabbed his shorts and pulled his jeans and boxers off not bothering what the elder sees, he pulled on his shorts - which were extremely short - and crawled back onto the bed. Chan had taken everything off besides his boxers and had gotten into the bed, the natural bulge in the younger's shorts driving him mad. Minho got into the covers with him and cuddled up to the warmth of the elder before pecking his cheek and zoning in on the TV show.

"Woah, this is wild to watch while high," Minho watched in awe at the colours flashing across the screen.

"So, you're the needy and cute kind of high," Chan muttered with a smile, Minho quirking an eyebrow at what he said, "everyone is different when they're high, you're fairly similar to Hyunjin when he's high," Minho nodded and smiled before straddling his waist.

"Well if I'm needy, why don't you give me what I want," he crossed his arms and watched Chan take a hit and blow it into his face. Minho let out a sigh and kissed him desperately, the smoke was such a turn-on.

"Alright, calm down, smoke bunny," Minho flushed at the name and kissed his neck wanting to return the favour. He sucked harshly across the tanned skin of Chan before digging his teeth into his shoulder, "Minho!" he groaned feeling his canines dig into his flesh.

"Did you like it?" Minho asked with a smile showing off his sharp teeth and grinding down.

"Of course, now please do it on my neck," Minho nodded and went to the side of his neck which was blank and sank his teeth into the skin, two prominent holes where his canines were breaking the skin and letting the blood slowly drip into his mouth. It wasn't deep enough to cause any damage so they were alright for the time being. "That was hot Min," his breath was staggered due to the insane amount of pleasure. Minho smiled again and kissed him roughly, Chan slipping his tongue into his mouth.

"You're hot," He mumbled starting to chill out from the main high.

"Are you calming down now?" Minho nodded and lay on his shoulder, "Do you want to stop this?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry," Chan frowned slightly tilting his chin to peck him.

"Don't apologise, anything to make you comfortable," Minho smiled and cuddled into his side and watched the cartoon characters fight the new villain they came across.

"I love this show, and now it's going to remind me of this night forever," His smile became shyer as he nuzzled into his body and focused on the screen. Chan was in awe. He felt the younger's head fall heavy on his chest leaving him to look down, and there he was fast asleep against his toned chest. Chan started to slowly fall asleep alongside him until he saw Minho's phone light up.

I just saw Felix and Jisung walk down the street, where the fuck are you.

Chan gently shook the boy in his arms, he didn't know anything about his home life but from the video that circulated he guessed it wasn't the best. Minho let out an annoyed groan opening his eyes to be met with a literal angel. "Fuck you're gorgeous," he mumbled bringing him into a kiss.

"Your mother messaged, I think you should call her," He spoke after pulling away reluctantly, "She saw Jisung and Lix walk by your house, while you ring her I'm gonna tell Felix to come home as soon as he can," Minho's eyes widened as he grabbed his phone reading the messages.

"Chan I think I'm still high,"

"It's alright, you can do this, I'm here," Minho nodded and read the message before calling her.

"Mother, I promise I'm at Felix's, they went out to buy something I'm hanging with his brother while I wait," Chan had woken the other up, he was still high but far too scared to let that affect him now.

"I'm coming over, if you aren't there you are dead," His mother spat back through the phone before hanging up.

"Shit, shit, shit, cover my neck!" He panicked, holding onto Chan. The elder pulled him to his mother's room and got out some makeup, it was relatively dark, so they wouldn't have to worry too much, so he quickly covered the hickeys on his neck and handed him a hoodie that'd cover his body, "Do you have anything to mask the scent," He asked holding his face.

"Yes, here," Chan opened all the windows before lacing the boy with some deodorant and aftershave before doing it to himself, "The windows will let the smell and the smoke out, so we should be clear for your mother arriving," Chan pulled on some clothes and took Minho downstairs making sure to shut the bedroom door.

"Are my eyes red?" Minho asked, opening them wide, so Chan could get a better look.

"No, they're alright, let's turn the TV on downstairs and wait," Minho nodded and the two sat down and loaded up cartoon network to finish tonight's load of Adventure Time episodes. A few strong knocks hit the front door leaving Chan to stand up and answer it. "Hey, I'm assuming you are Minho's parents? Felix and Jisung went to get some last-minute groceries for Jisung's mother, come in?" Minho's mother walked in and eyed the house, it was still slightly rundown and dirty but that was obvious for this side of town.

"Hello Minho," Minho stood up and bowed deeply.

"Hello, Mother, I deeply apologize for worrying you, I promise this will never happen again, Channie here is an amazing friend and I hope you can see that too," His mother nodded supposedly understanding the situation, "Felix should be back later, Jisung's mother isn't very well,"

"Alright dear, I'll trust you, I'm off," Minho showed her out and said goodnight before going back to Chan's arms.

"That was scary," Minho let out a big sigh before cuddling into him, Chan lifted him and took him back upstairs to his room, "all that for her to come for like five minutes, god I hate her,"

"I know, I know," Chan comforted laying him down on his chest, "Go back to sleep, I'm here," Chan ran his fingers through his long brown hair letting him pass out against his body once more. He was going to stay over again tomorrow night and Chan was hoping for more than what happened tonight. The night passed by relatively fine, Felix came home around one in the morning and came to chat with his elder brother.

"Chris! Who's that mop of hair on your chest," Felix asked, sitting on the bed and stretching, Chan brushed the brown hair from the boy's face revealing who it was, "No way, Minho!"

"Shut up!" Chan whisper yelled swatting a hand at him, "Yes it's Minho. I met him around the back of the school yesterday while smoking," Felix nodded and looked at him with a smile. He'd never seen the boy this calm before, even in his sleep Minho would jerk now and then as if someone was threatening to hit him, but with Chan, it was completely different. Minho was completely still, cuddling into the boy with a small smile on his face.

"So... have you got a little crush?" Felix teased nudging Chan's shoulder.

"Not just a little one," Chan rolled his eyes and held the boy's body close to him, tracing shapes across his hip. They spoke for another hour before Felix left for his room letting Chan cuddle up to the younger to go to sleep.

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And soon enough the next morning rolled around and Minho was left alone in the warmth of Chan's covers. He got up from the bed and let his hoodie cover his shorts as he headed downstairs.

"Channie?" He yawned stumbling into the kitchen and seeing the shirtless male splayed across the settee watching the TV and eating.

"Hi bunny, food is in the microwave," Minho flushed at the nickname and headed into the kitchen to grab the plate of food waiting for him. He frowned at the amount of food on the plate and joined Chan on the main settee, "Are you alright?" the younger one nodded and started to eat the food slowly. Minho was embarrassed the entire time after last night, he'd never expected himself to almost hook up with someone he barely knew, but he loved the thrill, he loved falling in love like it was nothing and spending as much time with that person as possible.

"You know," Minho started, tracing a finger over Chan's abs, "I like the nickname bunny," He kissed his jawline softly and pulled away to eat some more.

"You're confident this morning Bunny," Chan teased back, biting the lobe of his ear, "What's with this new attitude?"

"Fall in love and fuck around seems to fit," Minho responded crossing his legs with a smirk.

"Oh really? Then we line up pretty well then huh? Impulsive decisions make people closer you know," Chan taunted, wrapping an arm over his shoulder and pulling him close.

"Well if you want to be impulsive, how about we go on a date, come back and get smashed?" Minho offered, pulling the elder's face closer to him and pecking his lips, "Then maybe I'll let you get this," he finished gesturing to his body with a smile.

"Oh? I'm down Bunny," Chan kissed him back with a lot more passion, holding his jaw to keep them close. This time Minho took the lead, sticking his tongue out to brush against his bottom lip before sliding it through the gap leading them into a fairly heated make-out session.

"Jeez Chris, get your tongue out of my best friend's mouth," Felix joked jumping onto the armchair, "What's the plan for today?"

"I'm taking Minho on a date, and then we're getting drunk and high," Chan answered, pulling the younger one closer.

"Damn Min, I never thought you were the type to get high," Felix directed to the boy who snuggled up to his brother.

"Neither did I until yesterday, Chan helped me try something new, and it was awesome," Minho explained watching Felix nod in agreement. Chan had introduced him to weed as well a few years back, he and Jisung used to get high and fuck until the sun came up, but now they're in a relationship they do it a lot less and spend quality time together.

"Go get dressed, I'll clean up and join you," Chan patted the other's ass and Minho headed off to the elder's room to change. He pulled the same jeans on as yesterday before pulling on a loose black Pokémon graphic tee, Chan came up soon after he was changed and stripped in front of him.

"You have such a nice body," Minho smiled before walking over and feeling up his thighs and chest.

"Let me get dressed Bunny," Minho nodded, giving one last squeeze to his bicep and sitting on the bed. Chan pulled on some grey sweats and a black t-shirt and returned to Minho, "Alright smoke bunny let's go on our date," Minho nodded and stood up to link arms with the elder. Chan led him downstairs and to his car saying a quick goodbye to Felix before they drove off.

"Where are we going?" Minho asked, resting a hand on top of Chan's thigh as he drove.

"Well, I figured there's nothing to do at the shithole where I live so we are heading to your side of town," Minho nodded and looked out the window. It was nearing winter so the world around them was cold and dim, neither of them minded, it looked fantastic. Chan continued driving through the streets avoiding the younger's house just as a precaution, he drove for around forty minutes before they arrived outside of a small cafe. "So, uh, I heard you liked cats so I decided to take you to a cat cafe for our first date," Minho smiled like an idiot and thanked him multiple times.

"Damn, you're the best," Minho sighed, kissing his cheek and jumping out of the car. Chan ran after him making sure to lock the car, once he got to his side he booked into their seats.

"Come on, I got a room just for us, my older sister works here," Chan held the other's hand and led him to a room off to the side, "and..."

"Kittens!" Minho yelped while walking into the room and sitting on the floor watching them stumble towards him, "Thank you so much," Minho pouted tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

"No, don't cry, what's the matter bunny?" Chan crouched down and held his cheeks, gently kissing his pout.

"No one has ever done this for me," he mumbled, feeling Chan wipe away a stray tear that seemed to have fallen.

"Oh, baby I'll do this for you any day, time, whatever you want," Chan pecked him again before handing him an older cat to calm him before he played with the kittens. The elder sat down with the other before ringing his sister, "Hey when you're ready can you bring us a menu or something... yeah thanks... bye," The two sat with the animals for a little while longer before a woman came in to drop off a laminated sheet of what they have to offer.

"That's a lot of food," Minho's mouth hung open, he didn't know how to act, he'd feel horrible if he got something decent but he hated eating, "I'll just have the Mewtwo sushi and a coke," Chan wrote it down on a post-it note along with he wanted and left to hand it to his sister. Minho made his way back to the floor and picked up a kitten to play with while he waited. Not wanting to leave the others out he sat on the floor and let them climb all over him as he waited for Chan to return.

"Sorry, got caught up taking, it'll be done in around ten minutes," Minho nodded and signalled for him to come to sit, "babes the kittens can come to the table you know, it's much comfier on the couches," Minho looked over to the seats and reached his hand out for Chan to pull him off the floor. The eldest took his hand and lead him over to the table making sure to give him a quick peck before sitting opposite him.

"Your lips are pretty," Minho hummed reaching to run his thumb across it, "I could kiss you forever," Chan smiled admiring the boy in front of him.

"Then why don't you?" he teased back leaning over the table. Minho stood up and walked over to the couch Chan was sitting on and sat beside him. He threw his legs over his lap and pulled him down from the back of his neck into a deep kiss. Both of their eyes shut as Chan held his cheek brushing his thumb across the bone as they continued to deepen the kiss. Their lips moved off of one another as the elder's other hand travelled down to Minho's thigh needing it ever so slightly as he moaned breathily into his mouth.

"Alright lovebirds, here's your food," Chan giggled and pulled away from Minho who flushed red.

"Thanks, Adeline," He reached for the food and placed it on the table in front of the duo before sending his sister on her way and getting back to Minho, "So... wanna say fuck it and try out this dating shit?"

"Of course, I'll be your boyfriend" Minho rolled his eyes and pulled him into another kiss. Minho had always wanted to be rebellious and spontaneous like Jisung but he always had his parents down his throat. Now that he met Chan, all he has down his throat is his tongue. He felt so free and it was only his second day away from home with Chan, he wanted it to last forever. But all good things must come to an end, that being once Chan drops him off at school on Monday their alone time will be gone until the next time they hang out, "does this mean I can kiss you at school?" Chan nodded and captured his lips once more.

"Kiss me whenever you'd like darling, honestly, I've liked you for way too long," Chan admitted rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh trust me, it's been painful not being able to run up to this hot, mysterious, Australian boy and kiss him for the past two years," Minho returned kissing his jaw and sucking at the skin gently. Chan caressed his face while Minho kept sucking at the skin out of boredom from waiting for another drink to arrive.

"It'll be here soon babes," Minho nodded continuing to suck a dark purple mark just below his ear lobe. As if on cue Adeline walked through the door with two cups.

"Here you go boys, Channie, our dad is in the main lobby be careful," Chan sighed and rolled his eyes, she gave an apologetic smile and headed off.

"Of course he is, love, we're going to have to be very careful my dad is outside," Minho nodded deciding not to pry and hugged him tightly kissing his head.

"Look, I don't know what happened but I'm here," Chan thanked him and nuzzled into his neck. He was very comforting, he was glad he fell for the boy.

"You're the best," He inhaled deeply taking in his scent before pulling away, "Let's eat love," Minho started to pick at the bits of sushi, there was a lot on his plate and he was mildly terrified to try and eat it. He picked up the first bit of sushi and ate it, it was already overwhelming with Chan being able to see him eat. There were around 5 bits of sushi on the plate and they were fairly large.

"Uhh..." He prodded at the second one before picking it up and eating half of it, he looked over to Chan's plate, half of his food was gone already. Minho began worrying, was he supposed to be half done by now? Was he eating too slowly?

"Minho? Why are your hands shaking," Chan reached over to hold his hand and put the half-bitten sushi roll down, "Love, what's wrong?" Minho looked up to him, he didn't want him to be burdened by his stupid problems on such a good day.

"Just struggle with eating, it's nothing much," Minho laughed it off and tried to eat the next bit, stuffing it into his cheeks as he chewed small bits at a time.

"Oh dear, you don't have to eat it all, I can put it in a bag and take it home for you tonight," Minho smiled gently, Chan was so nice to him no matter what.

"Thank you," He mumbled pecking his cheek and finishing what was in his mouth before leaning back against the seat. Chan grabs a plastic bag and puts the remaining food in it and hands the younger his Coke to drink.

"I'm going to finish this, do you wanna play with the cats?" Minho nodded and crawled under the table to get to the kittens. He lay across the floor and let them smother him. If he was to die in a non-natural way he'd want to be smothered by kittens. Chan joined him back on the floor with a peck on his lips, "Are you ready to go home and get fucked up?" Minho giggled and kissed him again.

"With you always," Chan pulled them both off the floor and bid goodbye to the kittens before exiting the room and greeting his elder sister.

"I'm off, the kittens are ageing well, I can't wait to see them again when they're older-"

"Christopher!" A deeper Australian voice called from behind the three, startling the youngest. Chan rolled his eyes and made sure to stand in front of both Minho and Adeline just to be safe.

"Hi Dad," Chan smiled - he was always a great actor - "How have you been?"

"I've been great, how have you been... you know still gay?"

"It ain't gonna go away Dad, just deal with it, Adeline I'm going home, I'll see you soon, bye," He took Minho's hand and gently tangled their fingers together before leading him from the building and to their car, "That was weird," Chan snorted and smiled feeling Minho's hand trace his thigh.

"Well, that seemed to be the best outcome," Chan nodded and Minho looked him in the eyes, "Goddamn just kiss me," Minho mumbled gripping the back of his neck and pressing their lips firmly together, Chan swiftly took the lead biting his lip and sliding his tongue in.

[The next chapter is just pure smut, you're welcome]

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Chan pulled into the driveway, and Minho's hand skillfully slipped into his pants halfway home to rile him up for the night ahead. The only downside to tonight is that Felix would be home but hopefully, he wouldn't mention anything. He already swore not to tell Jisung a word until Minho was ready to come out about it. "Come on bunny, get your hands out we need to go in the house," Minho pouted and took his hand from Chan's hard cock watching him slide it back into his sweats before getting out of the car. Felix greeted them as usual before leaving to presumably call his boyfriend.

"Channie, what if it tastes like shit," he giggled pulling out the two-litre bottle of vodka and blue WKD from his bag.

"At first it might sting your throat but it'll get better I promise, let me go get a mixer I don't want you drinking straight vodka," Minho nodded and waited, Chan left the room only to return with a massive bottle of Coke and two glasses. He poured two drinks at his desk where he put the bottles and brought them over to the bed, "You ready?"

"Of course I am," Chan smiled and handed him the weaker glass not wanting to kill him off by accident and waiting for him to take the first sip, "what the actual fuck," he complained, a burning sensation running down his throat.

"It'll get better, just like the weed," Minho nodded and took a few more sips getting used to the feeling before taking a larger gulp.

"It's not that bad," Minho shrugged leaning in to kiss the elder. Once he pulled away the two decided to finish their first drink before adding the weed into the mix, "you're still hard," Minho pouted rubbing him through his sweats and continuing to drink from the glass in his hand.

"I know baby, what a pity, if only someone would do something about it," Chan smirked leaning in to brush their lips together, pulling back when Minho tried to kiss him. The younger moved to straddle his waist grinding down on him using his shoulder for support, "fuck, I'd never thought I'd have such a beautiful boy grinding on my cock downing alcohol like its tap water," Minho blushed and put the empty glass down.

"Well, you do now don't you," he giggled reaching for his bedside table where the weed, grinder and scissors were. He made his best effort to weakly crush some of the larger buds in the bag just like how Chan did it yesterday before pouring some into the grinder and twisting it back and forth.

"You're doing so well," Chan moaned gripping the younger's heavenly thighs. Minho made sure it was ground well enough and got the paper prepared to place the weed in, he covered the tip with a pair of scissors and placed it in before licking the edge to keep it held together. He placed it between Chan's lips and lit it up, taking it away so he could blow the smoke into his face, "my little smoke bunny, huh, all turned on from some smoke," Minho took a draw before hiding his face in Chan's neck not wanting to admit how horny it actually made him. Chan took the joint from Minho's fingers and took an extremely long hit. He pulled Minho's face closer to his and blew it into his parted lips before crashing them together. Minho's hips worked harder at the sensation he wasn't drunk nor high yet but fucking hell was he in love. Chan pulled away from the heated make-out session to skillfully pour out more alcohol for the two making them remarkably stronger than the last. He felt the weight on his cock leave momentarily before cold air hit him like a truck followed by something wet.

"Fuck, Minho more," he moaned out bucking his hips at the new but welcomed feeling. He didn't even know when Minho got to the point of full-on blowing him but he couldn't give two fucks, it was amazing. Minho reached for the joint between Chan's fingers, pulling off his dick to take a quick hit and blow the smoke over his cock before going down in him again, "Babe, I don't wanna cum with my dick down your throat, I at least wanna cum in your ass," Minho moaned at his words eagerly pulling off and reaching for a glass of vodka and downing half of it.

"Then do it," Minho taunted with a lopsided smirk.

"I want your consent before anything hits okay,"

"You have my full consent, I trust you to take my first even if I'm stoned and drunk," Minho confirmed taking everything from Chan to pull his shirt off. A faint buzz came from Minho's phone making them both sigh in annoyance, "it's probably my mam, don't worry I won't leave you hard,"

Send me a picture to prove you're with Felix right now

Minho slipped Chan's dick back into his pants making sure to loosely grind against it before calling out for Felix. "Can I help, this looks far too sexual for me to be here-"

"My mam needs proof I'm with you, she wants a picture," Minho mumbled, the weed slowly settling in his system as he took another hit. Felix nodded and posed for a playful selfie.

[One image attached]

Thank you, and have fun love

"Now fuck off so I can get fucked," Felix laughed and shook his head and left the room, he preferred seeing Minho like this to his usual gloomy and scared self. Minho let his hips do the work as he let everything in his system slowly take over just as Chan did. "Channie, please," he whimpered feeling a puff of smoke caress his face. The eldest slipped his hand down the back of Minho's pants grabbing his ass lightly before teasing at the rim of his hole.

"Can you get up love, I need to get something," Minho rolled off of his body, cock standing prominent in his jeans begging to be released. Chan went over to his desk and pulled open the bottom drawer where he kept his lube and headed back over to the bed, "Take your pants of love," Chan pat his side gently and helped him strip off his clothing while kissing down his neck softly.

"Chan, please," he mumbled not bothering to try and hide himself being comfortable in his presence. "I fucking need you," Chan smiled and pulled him over to settle between his legs, cold lube slipping through his fingers.

"I know baby, I'm going to put one finger in now okay, I'll go slow," Minho nodded eagerly and spread his legs wide for him. He'd fingered himself before so he knew relatively what was to come, he just wasn't expecting Chan's finger to hit so deep inside of him. A long moan fell from his lips as he felt the elder's finger trace his rim before allowing the muscle to suck it in slowly.

"Your... your fingers are so long," He moaned out rocking against it and pulling Chan to kiss him. Chan continued to work it slowly inside of him making sure there was enough room to slip another finger in later on. He didn't want to completely overwhelm the boy beneath him and he knew since it was his first he was going to be extremely sensitive to every touch. Some time passed and Minho started whining for more, "Channie, another please," he panted pulling his knees to his chest to give him more access. Chan slipped a second finger into his hole easing it in slowly, he used his spare hand to pour two more drinks and took a sip from his.

"Do you want a drink, baby?" Minho nodded breathlessly and Chan helped him sit up a little to hand him the glass. He stopped his fingers letting them sit inside of him as he took a drink making sure to roll his hips now and then, "Your cock is so pretty darling," Minho flushed red and took a final sip before putting the drink down. Chan leant down and pecked his tip, trailing the kisses up his clothed abdomen as he experimented with parting his fingers.

"Do that again please," he cried feeling Chan spread his fingers open further than the last, once he thought he was stretched enough he added a third slowly going back to his gentle pace not wanting to hurt him. Chan continued to thrust three fingers into him picking up pace overtime watching how Minho would unravel beneath him, body thrashing slightly at the quickening pace. "Right there," he moaned louder than all the previous as Chan curled his fingers up into his prostate letting the younger fist into his hair to ground himself.

"Can... can you fuck me please," Minho bucked his hips as the pads of Chan's fingers pressed firmly on his prostate once more. Chan nodded and pecked his lips, spreading his three fingers apart once more before pulling them out.

"Are you sure you're ready?"

"Yes just put it in," Minho whined and Chan took the lube to warm it up between his fingers before putting a fair amount over his length and manoeuvred to press his tip against his rim.

"It might hurt, I want you to tell me the moment you become uncomfortable okay?" Minho agreed and Chan took another joint he had prerolled earlier and lit it while starting to gently push into him. Minho tapped him twice to tell him to pause once he hit halfway, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just need a break," Chan nodded and took a quick hit making sure to aim it at the younger's face. He gently ran his spare hand up and down his side under the hoodie to soothe him as they waited for him to adjust to the size change. "You can go," Chan smiled and waited a few more seconds before pushing the rest in. He waited with a small smile often leaning down to peck his lips or gently rub his sides so he could adjust to the stretch.

"Are you alright? Do you want a drink, a hit, a break, some love?" Chan asked kissing his cheek and caressing his sides.

"All of the above," Minho mumbled the drug swirling in his head just like his unstoppable thoughts of Chan. The eldest slid a pillow under his hips and one behind his head to support him before handing him the glass. Minho downed the rest of the glass and gave the elder a fucked out smile, he was holding onto his last sobriety to remember this night but he couldn't give a fuck, he knew Chan would tell him everything in the morning. Chan then handed him the joint letting him take a hit before taking one of his own and blowing the smoke into his face earning a sweet moan. Minho smiled again and held Chan's neck softly, "I don't even know anymore, I fucking love you," he complained grinding down onto the cock inside of him.

"I love you too, are you ready for me to start," Minho eagerly nodded, "I want you to breathe in okay?" Minho took a deep breath and the elder pulled out halfway once he breathed out Chan thrust back in gently and kissed his forehead. He kept doing this to the pace of his breaths not minding how slow it was wanting it to be somewhat memorable.

"F-feels good," he whined thrashing his body and trying to get more from the situation, "more, fuck- harder," Chan groaned and picked up his pace slowly not wanting to throw off and overwhelm him. Minho tangled a hand into his soft blonde hair, the other holding onto his shoulder blade.

"Can I move your legs?" Minho nodded and Chan wrapped one around his waist and gently pulled the other to sit over his shoulder, "Is this comfy?" Minho nodded again, body momentarily going non-verbal at the stimulation. The elder tilted his head to the side making an effort to suck and bite the plush skin bedside his head loving everything about the boy beneath him. Chan gently picked up his pace slipping a hand up his hoodie and gently flicked over his nipple earning a groan in relief. He trailed his other hand up and gently ran his thumbs over the both of them like the joysticks of a hand-held controller making sure to be extra gentle, kissing him from time to time to make sure he was fully there. Minho began grinding down to his thrusts, his head falling back and Chan pulled down the side of his hoodie to suck at his collarbone.

"Fuh- fuck go faster," Chan nodded against his body and picked up the pace once more hitting deeper inside of his hole, hitting all the spots he could find making him moan louder than the last, "Chan! More... there!" he couldn't contain himself, fingers gripping into his hair pulling harshly as a set of nails trailed down his back. Chan continued to tease at that spot, just brushing past it a few times before hitting his prostate dead-on, Minho's body arching from the bed with a moan more vocal than anything that'd left him that night. Minho clawed at his back needing to ground himself as Chan let out long deep moans and groans into his left ear making sure to keep an eye on the younger.

"Everything okay?" Chan asked moving to meet his eyes, they were lidded ever so slightly just daring to roll back into his head.

"I'm okay, go harder" Minho whined and Chan did exactly that, he pulled almost all the way out of his hole and pushed back in fairly hard into his prostate. "I wanna... need to cum," Chan nodded and sped up wanting him to feel good.

"It's alright, you can cum love," Minho didn't really take in what he said to focus on finally reaching his orgasm, his hand previously tangled in blonde hair now joining the other in clawing at his back. His loud moans and pants filled the room - and probably the apartment - as his back lifted from the bed once more.

"I'm coming... 'm coming!" He cried out with an almost pornographic moan, bursts of white hitting both their stomachs. Chan kept his pace feeling his high coming over him.

"Can I cum in you?" Minho nodded, moans still pouring from him due to the overstimulation his body was going through, "I'm close love, don't worry," Minho whined and brought him into a kiss clenching around his cock to see if it would speed up the process - which it did. The unexpected feeling on his cock sent a fairly loud moan out of his throat as his load shot deep inside of the younger making sure to ride out his high before pulling out and collapsing beside him.

"Fucking hell, that was amazing," Minho smiled, cheeks dusting red at his own words.

"Let me clean you out baby," Minho nodded and let the elder take him from the bed and into the bathroom across the hall. He turned on the shower and took the stained hoodie from Minho's body placing it on the toilet seat. Once the water was warm enough Chan explained what he was going to do and assisted him in standing in the shower before letting him lean against the wall.

"Will it hurt?" Minho asked arching his back in an attempt to crack it.

"Nope, but it might feel weird, it's definitely going to hurt tomorrow though I'm sorry," Minho gave him a reassuring smile and let him get to work cleaning out his hole and the cum from his body. Chan got out first after sitting Minho down under the warm water leaving to get warm clothes for them. He pulled on some sweats and a hoodie before going to his wardrobe and pulling out a large fluffy hoodie and some sweats. "Here you go love," Chan turned off the water and helped him dry off before slipping the clothes onto his marked body.

"It's non-uniform day tomorrow, can I wear something of yours?" Minho asked once they had gotten back into bed, bodies glued together paired with gentle kisses and a lot of aftercare.

"Of course, now do you wanna finish everything?" Minho nodded and sat up to turn adventure time on while they continued to drink whatever was left of the alcohol and joint.

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"Yo! Lee Minho!" Jisung yelled slinging an arm around his shoulder, "Is that a new hoodie?"

"Yeah," he coughed sitting on the study room sofa, "What lessons are running today? I heard some teachers didn't show up,"

"All you have is History, lucky bastard," Felix commented holding onto Jisung's waist.

"Ah, that's in like three hours," Minho complained crossing his legs.

"Well we have Geography so see you after," Felix said pulling Jisung up and to his class. Minho sat around for a little longer, would Chan be in a lesson? The brunette headed through the halls with a small smile, everyone staring him down as if he had just killed their cat. He made his way to the back of the school, and as expected his boyfriend was sat there, this time with a book. Minho walked over and crouched down placing a kiss on his cheek.

"Hi, love," Can smiled closing his book, "surprise, I wanted to stay sober until tonight so I could spend school with you," Minho smiled and leaned onto his shoulder.

"You're so sweet," Minho mumbled kissing his hand, "you don't have to stay sober you know, I love you either way," He continued running his fingers up and down the veins showing.

"I know, but sometimes it's fun like this," Chan responded pulling his face to meet his, lips pressing together, "I love you," he hummed kissing him again before looking at the sky.

"I'm so glad I made my move," Minho giggled bringing his knees to his chest.

"I'm glad you did too babes," Chan ran his hand down to rest on his inner thigh as they talked. It was comforting, having someone hold on to him and love him, Minho loved it.

"I've gotta go home tonight," Minho pouted, "gonna be living in turtle necks for a while," he handed with a laugh.

"Yeah sorry, I got carried away," Minho shook his head and smiled.

"I love being marked, especially from you," Minho muttered, a blush covering his features. Chan smiled and kissed his temple. Minho was set to go home, his bag only full of his previous clothes and some basic toiletries. He was in one of Felix's turtle necks, Chan's grey hoodie that had colourful swirls on and a pair of everyday jeans. He loved the feeling of drowning in the hoodie, it smelled of Chan so much.

"You look so squishy and cute," Chan commented moving to hold both of his cheeks and smushing his face around.

"Stop," Minho chuckled leaning forward into his chest.

"My cute squishy smoke bunny," he continued, Minho blushing like mad and laying his head down on his thigh, "You look tired bubs."

"You killed my ass last night what do you expect," Minho whined lifting up and hugging his waist tightly.

"Sit on my knee and go to sleep, I'll wake you up for your class," Minho smiled and climbed onto his lap and laying his head in the crook of his neck. Chan pulled his book out again and continued reading, this time with a boy wrapped around his waist, "I love you too much," Chan whispered pecking his forehead. An hour and a half passed, and Chan ran his fingers through Minho's hair soothing him as he slept.

"Chan," he yawned nosing at his neck and leaving a small kiss behind.

"Yeah, baby?" He asked looking down at him and closing the book.

"When's my class," he mumbled looking around at the empty football field.

"In an hour and a half babes," Minho nodded and pulled out his phone to a tonne of messages and calls. He sighed and opened the chat and responded.

Where are you, we're out for an hour - Jiji
- I'm alright, just hang with lix I'm busy mate

Are you with my brother? are you safe? please message me - Lixie
- Yeah, we out the back of the school, I was asleep

Chan chuckled and kissed his temple, "You're so cute babes," Minho sighed and kissed one of the exposed hickeys on his neck.

"No, I'm sexy," he complained holding onto one of his hands.

"Sure, sure you are," Chan giggled pecking his forehead, "Can I see the marks on you?" Minho nodded.

"In the bathroom though," Chan agreed and gathered their stuff before heading to the men's toilets. No one was in there to their luck letting Chan pull the neckline of the turtle neck down. He gave a sweet smile before kissing them.

"Some of those have bruised very darkly," Chan noted as Minho tilted his head so he could see more. The elder pulled the shirt and hoodie forward to see his chest, his nipples were still red and swollen while his abdomen was covered in beautiful purple and red marks, "So pretty," he hummed leaning to kiss him, it wasn't unusual for boys to flirt and kiss in the toilets so they happily ignored the click of the main door.

"You're so dumb," Minho blushed tilting his head and leaning in for another kiss, Chan's arms around him leaning on the sinks.

"So this is where you snuck off too," Felix giggled making sure Jisung couldn't get in the room, Chan went into one of the stalls and Minho jumped to sit on the counter.

"You need to stop hiding Minho, I'm sure you can hang out with us without freaking out," Jisung chirped finally getting his head around the door.

"Well yeah, but I prefer my alone time, where I can just ignore everyone and be in a quiet place," He mumbled bringing his knees to his chest. He felt horrible, his safe place had changed. Jisung was no longer the boy he could run to if he were sad, he had Felix and Felix had him. Minho had to find someone new, and that boy just happened to be the one he had been crushing on for around two years. Jisung nodded and looked at Felix confused, why didn't he come to him?

"Want us to leave?" Felix asked not wanting him to panic, Minho nodded, tears falling down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry Jisung," he sobbed as they stood there confused. Chan let out a sigh and walked out of the stall, he couldn't deal with him crying, he hated it.

"Min look at me don't cry," He whispered, the boy jumping off the counter and wrapping his arms around him, "Shh, calm down," Minho nodded and stuffed his head into his neck, Chan placing sweet kisses on his temple.

"Minho, it's okay man, things change and I want you to be as safe as possible," Jisung comforted, he hadn't realized he was leaving him out as much as he was, to the point he had to go find comfort elsewhere.

"It's not your fault, it's okay, I just feel bad because my safe space changed," Minho mumbled taking his head from Chan's neck.

"No, I'm sorry for forcing you away," Jisung opened his arms letting the other hug him, "I'm so sorry Min," He apologized rubbing his back.

"We'll always be here Minnie," Felix added kissing his head gently. Minho gave a nod and went back to Chan.

"I guess I should tell you I'm dating Felix's brother then," he hiccuped feeling arms wrap around his waist.

"Im so proud Min, if your mother tries shit I'm killing her," Minho thanked him, they chatted a bit more but Minho and Chan had a history lesson to attend. They sat at the back giggling and whispering stupid things back and forth, barely any work getting done. It wasn't like Minho, he'd always be done halfway through the lesson but he hadn't even started. Chan had drawn small characters all over his sheet whereas Minho had done some bits of work, some questions half finished. In his defence, there were literally no teachers in and for the one lesson he had, was there really any point in doing anything?

"Wanna get out of here and make out in a toilet stall?" Chan asked fairly loudly catching other's attention.

"Sure why the fuck not," Minho laughed, moments later being dragged out of the class, both of them chuckling like idiots. And just like Chan proposed the two had a quick make out in the toilets, and maybe Chan gave him a quick blowjob as a goodbye gift. "I don't wanna go home, this is the best I've felt in a long time," Minho complained walking out of the stall and zipping his pants up, Chan following after wiping his face.

"I can walk you home? Then we can meet up whenever you want wherever you want," Minho thought for a few seconds before nodding.

"Sure, make sure it's a couple of houses down I don't want to be bollocked," He answered taking his hand and heading out into the halls, "I don't know if I can get high with you if it's not a sleepover though, she'll smell it,"

"We can use a special pen, it keeps everything inside, no smoke, no smell," Minho agreed and they headed off in the direction of Minho's house.

"I'm gonna miss you," Minho pouted holding both of his hands and walking backwards.

"You'll see me tomorrow at school silly," Chan gave him a goofy smile before pulling him close and pecking his lips.

"Well we can't have cute dates or fuck in school can we?" Minho challenged watching the other sigh with a smile.

"That's for after school, we should do it in your house once," Minho blushed and nodded quickly.

"Wanna stay over? I'm sure my mom would like to meet you properly, and we could make your little fantasy come true," Chan smirked and nodded, he had weed in his school bag with the said pen if they wanted to be extra risky, "Okay, let's go," Minho smiled letting go of his hand since they were entering the street.

"You're so different from when I met you, I'm proud," Chan snorted seeing his boyfriend be more careless than what he used to be.

"Mother! Can Chan sleep over? Jisung and Felix are having a sleepover and he didn't want to be there," A set of heels closed in on the door, Chan's hoodie pulled over his head with the drawstring pulled to hide his neck.

"Aww, of course dear, Chan it's lovely to have you over, Minho seemed to really like you, how long have you two known each other?" She asked offering a coffee to both boys.

"I met him through Felix of course, he used to stay over every weekend so we used to talk every now and then and became decent friends, but we definitely got closer after the sleepover this weekend," She nodded with a sweet smile, Chan was so kind.

"Minho how come I never heard of him before this weekend?" She asked looking at her son.

"Well because I didn't know him properly, I wanted to know him fully before I brought him home to you," He smiled tapping his knee beneath the table.

"That's a good boy, you two go have fun, I'll call you down for tea at eight," Both of them nodded and thanked her before running off upstairs.

"Does she check on you frequently? Or are we safe to do whatever until eight," Chan asked sitting on the massive bed and looking around his room.

"She never comes in if friends are over, and she'll come in once at eleven to see if we are asleep, after that we have the full range of my room and since it's slightly soundproof since she hates my alarm, we can do whatever if it's quiet. And I mean like no louder than how I'm talking now," Minho explained chucking his bag on the floor, "Guest bed is completely soundproof if you'd rather go in there,"

"We can go in there to fuck, we'll sleep here. What are we going to do about cum, it's gonna get on your bed either way and we can't change your sheets without it being suspicious," Chan wanted everything planned ahead of time, just as a precaution.

"I'd say condoms but there's nowhere to put them," Minho sat down on Chan's lap thinking.

"Get a crisp packet and put them in there and put other stuff inside of the packet too?" Minho shook his head no, "I could put them in my bag and dispose of them tomorrow at school?"

"That's gross but it'd work, now we need condoms,"

"Shop down the street?" Minho nodded and jumped up to grab his wallet.

"Mother, we're going to get snacks and a drink, we'll be back," Once he got the okay they left and went to the corner shop, "Ultra thin so I can still feel you and then we'll get a bag from the counter and put them in there before putting them in your bag tonight?"

"Deal, now go get some sweets and coke," Minho nodded and ran off grabbing some options before coming back, "I'm paying,"

"I wanted to," Minho pouted listening to Chan ask the guy for the bag.

"My treat," Chan responded kissing his forehead, "Now let's go," The duo headed back down to Minho's house.

"I'm gonna be impressed if we can pull this off," Minho commented just before opening the front door making Chan laugh. They skipped upstairs avoiding his mother at all cost with hushed laughter and stupid comments. Chan sat down first, Minho setting a loving kiss on his lips before sitting at his desk. There were Post-it notes and bits of paper all over the wooden surface, each one a constellation or star formation.

"You like these stars more than I thought," Chan mumbled pushing himself to the edge of the bed. He had known Minho liked the stars, he knew that the first time Felix introduced him. Minho had walked into their house holding multiple books, all of them to do with astronomy. He hated all the star sign bullshit, he just wanted to admire the lights without some weirdo trying to tell him how he should act or what he needs to do to live right.

"Look at my ceiling," Minho giggled, Chan lay back staring up. A star map was painted in gold over the black ceiling.

"That's beautiful," Chan spoke, mouth wide as he looked across at each individual star, "Did you do this?"

"Yeah, It took me years to do," Minho gave a sweet smile and grabbed a book, "Look, this is where I found it, it's amazing isn't it," the younger crossed his legs on the spinning chair as he watched his boyfriend flick through the pages with a small smile.

"This is awesome Min," Chan flicked through the book seeing each thing up on the ceiling thoroughly explained here, "Can I borrow this? So I can learn more about it."

"Of course," Minho spun back around and grabbed a paintbrush, "Come," Chan nodded and Minho took him into his walk-in wardrobe. He pulled back some clothes to reveal a graffiti wall.

"Woah, this is sick," Chan laughed pulling more clothes back, it looked like it was the entire wall.

"Thanks, you need to tag it, all of my friends and old friends have, even some of my cousins," Chan took the paintbrush and dipped it in the tub of black paint, signing it 'Channie loves you baby <3'. Chan underlined it before kissing his cheek, "I love you too," Minho smiled and pecked his lips, let's go chill in my bed," Chan nodded and Minho grabbed his laptop to watch a movie with him.

"Wanna watch Howl's Moving Castle?" Minho agreed and they cuddled up under the sheets. He did this with all of his friends so his mother should think nothing of it. Chan peppered kisses all over his neck and shoulders, the younger letting out soft chuckles from time to time. After multiple movies, time passed and a few subtle knocks fell on his bedroom door, Chan pulled away and rested on his shoulder.

"Minho, Chan, food is ready," She smiled, her son letting out a yawn as he stretched.

"We'll be right down, let us wash our hands," She nodded and walked off. The two headed to the main bathroom to wash up before running off downstairs.

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"Mmm, Chan," Minho let out a breathy moan, both boys in the bathroom getting ready for bed. Chan's hands trailed over his chest, pinching at his nipples, "Wait until we're in my room," he mumbled, brushing his teeth.

"Alright, can I gag you tonight? With my fingers, of course," Minho blushed and nodded, Chan spitting out the foam in his mouth.

"Minho, dear, we're going to bed early as we have a big business deal tomorrow morning. Please be quiet or go into the spare room," Minho nodded and pecked her cheek. She and his dad are heading off to go to sleep.

"So... spare room, huh?" Chan teased, raising his eyebrow. Minho washed his mouth before pulling the elder into the extra room, "You've got no locks?"

"No, not allowed them. So go get your bag and grab me my Snorlax pants and meet me in here so I can push the drawer in front of it," Chan nodded, and the two left the room, Minho searching for his lube while Chan grabbed what he was told to. Minho went in first, taking his shirt off and throwing it on the floor.

"Alright, I got our phones and chargers, too," Minho thanked him and started pushing the large oak drawer in front of the door.

"Right, that should be okay. Let me check the windows," Minho skipped to the other side of the room and locked all the windows and put the TV on fifteen, playing police interceptors. He spun around with a smile pushing Chan down onto the bed and climbing over his waist, hands pulling his shirt over his head. When his shirt hit the floor, Chan held his hips, letting Minho do whatever he wanted. Teeth sunk into his left peck, a low moan slipping from his lips.

"Minho... baby," he sighed, wrapping a hand in his hair and pulling him to meet his lips. The younger started to grind down slowly, Chan's hands guiding him ever so slightly, "So good for me, such a beautiful boy," Chan praised, letting him lay down on top of him. It was a completely different vibe from the last time, a lot more calm and lazy.

"Can you finger me?" Minho asked, tilting his head, hips still rolling to get them going. Once he felt something prod his ass, he smiled, moving to peck his lips.

"Of course, pass me the lube," Minho grabbed the strawberry bottle from the floor and handed it to the younger, "What time is it love?"

"Ten to eleven- oh shit," Minho quickly jumped up, pulling the drawer to its usual spot, "Pretend to be asleep. She'll be in soon," as if on cue, the woman poked her head into the room, walking over to give Minho a forehead kiss before leaving. They two waited a little longer, Chan's lubed finger teasing at his entrance. After seeing a slight nod, he slid the finger past his rim, thrusting it ever so slightly. The eldest noticed something on the floor, a small chained necklace that belonged to Minho's mother.

"Min, she dropped her necklace," he whispered, Minho only nodding while riding his finger.

"It's so she can come back in to do a double-check. Put another one in, please," Minho explained, a quiet moan slipping out as Chan pushed another finger in. The door clicked open once more. Chan still fingering him so he'd be stretched as soon as she left.

"Ah, there it is—goodnight, boys," no response. After standing for a while and pretending to leave, she realized they must be asleep. Once she left, Chan thrust his fingers into his prostate, a whiney moan in response.

"Chan!" He whisper-yelled, grinding against his thigh for more pleasure. The mentioned smiled before leaving a soft peck on his forehead, "Such a fucking tease," Minho pouted, slowly riding his fingers while humping his bare thigh.

"Says you dear, do you know how hard it was not to start stretching you open while she was in here? You're perfect ass grinding against my knuckles," he mumbled. They knew the room was completely soundproof, but they didn't want to chance it - at all. Minho let out a small whimper rocking his body back and forth, hoping Chan would hurry up. Taking the hint, he parted his fingers, Minho covering his mouth, concealing a moan. He knew his parents and he knew that one of the walls would definitely not be soundproof. Chan slipped another finger past his rim, wanting to get to fuck him quicker. All the waiting and interruptions were driving him crazy. He needed to be in him.

"Careful, I think the wall connecting my parent's room might not be soundproof," Minho warned. Chan nodded, continuing to thrust three fingers into him, stretching the entrance open. "Can... Can we go quickly today? I'm just anxious, that's all," Chan kissed his lips and nodded.

"Anything you want, baby," Chan slipped his fingers out before rolling Minho onto his stomach and pulling him up by his hips. Chan pulled his sweats off and climbed back onto the bed. He grabbed the bottle of lube and two condoms. He put one on Minho just so the sheets wouldn't get messy and one for him to make the cleanup easier. Once he slid it up, he poured a fair amount of lube over the length before lining himself up with Minho. The younger lowered his upper body onto the bed, Chan holding onto his waist, keeping his ass in the air. "Are you sure you don't need more stretching?"

"I'm sure, It'll be alright if you're gentle," Minho answered, shaking his ass to get his attention. Chan chuckled before pressing his tip into his hole and slowly entering him. He leant down to peck his neck, taking three fingers and pressing them against his bottom lip.

"Take them when you feel like you're going to moan," Minho nodded, and Chan pushed all the way in, the younger immediately latching onto his fingers. "Want to adjust?" Minho shook his head no. He needed him. Chan pulled out slowly, thrusting in at the same pace to get him used to the pace. His lips travelled around his back, sucking deep marks into the skin. Minho whimpered around his fingers, sucking on them to calm himself down.

"Harder," He babbled, the hand on his hip moving to grip his hair and pull his head back.

"We could get caught at any moment, and yet you're crying for more," Chan taunted, watching the warm tears slipping down his cheeks. Minho only nodded, rocking his hips back in time with his thrusts. He pulled his hair back harder, the fingers falling out his mouth as it hung open. Hair pulling was something he wasn't expecting to be into but it was very hot.

"Channie- faster," He mumbled, the elder smirking as he picked up his speed. Minho whimpered louder, a hand flying over his mouth as Chan felt up his back and ass.

"Quiet, bunny," Minho nodded, his head falling into the pillows needing to cum. "You're so sensitive today," He chuckled, squeezing his ass.

"From you- you blowing me," Minho cried, moving one of his hands to stroke his cock.

"I know, I know. You can cum as fast as you want, love," Chan comforted, kissing his spine. He didn't want him to think he had to last long for it to be good. Minho's breath picked up, trying to hold back any moans that'd come out.

"Switch, switch, my knees," Minho sniffled, feeling his leg cramp up. Chan pulled out and spun him onto his back, stretching out his legs, "Sorry, it hurt," Chan pecked his nose.

"It's alright, we can try that position another time," Minho nodded and spread his legs, both hands over his mouth as Chan slammed back into his hole.

"Hand, hold my hand," He whined, reaching out. Chan moved his hand off his waist and held it tightly. "Need more, so close," Minho arched his back, jerking his cock faster to finally cum. Chan leant down, kissing him slowly. It felt very intimate, sweat rolling off their bodies as Chan held his cheek. He sped up again, this time hitting deeper.

"You alright?" Chan asked, seeing his eyes shut and his body stop moving.

"So good, right there," He whispered, mouth hanging open in pleasure. Chan nodded and hit his prostate with each thrust, tears falling down his cheeks as he neared orgasm. "Fuck, fuck, Channie!" He cried out, his hand muffling the loud moans he was letting out.

"Go on, make a mess," Minho nodded, biting down on his hand. Chan leant down, whispering dirty words into his ear making him roll his eyes back and whine. After a few more thrusts into his prostate, he came into the condom, the elder taking it off him and tying it so he wouldn't get uncomfortable. "Can I keep going?"

"Yes, please," Minho mumbled, squeezing his hand gently. Chan kept going, the tightness of him not being stretched properly dragging him closer and closer to his final push.

"Fuck- keep doing that," Chan groaned, dropping his head as Minho clenched his hole tighter. He kept doing this, the other cumming almost instantly, the warmth filling him making him moan quietly. "Are you feeling alright?" Minho nodded but didn't move. Chan kissed his nose before getting up. He put the condoms in a bag and slipped them into his college bag.

"I'm fucked," Minho mumbled, his body not wanting to move. "Dress me before she comes in, I can hear movement," Chan quickly dressed him, pushing the windows wider and climbing in bed beside him, Minho would've died to be cuddled, but he was too sensitive and hot.

"I could've sworn I heard something," She muttered, poking her head in, her son splayed out on the bed while Chan lay on his side. For dramatic effect, Minho rolled over in his 'sleep', his arm falling over Chan. "Damn, he's definitely asleep," She groaned wanting another reason to yell at him. She left, the couple cuddling soon after to fall asleep faster.

"Good morning, Channie," Minho yawned, squeezing his waist with a smile.

"Good morning," he mumbled, pulling the boy on top of him to get better cuddles.

| Sorry for the wait and the short chapter, it will get better soon enough when I'm not busy <3 |
| Ardef38 made me do it /lh |

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Minho stayed against his warmth, nuzzling against his body like a small kitten. Chan kissed his forehead softly before stretching and groaning. "Fuck, my back hurts," He complained, arching it in an attempt to crack it. Minho huffed and sat up, stretching before standing up.

"Come to my room, the bed is better," Minho slurred, half asleep. He got up and fixed the room, dragging their belongings out to Minho's bedroom. It was six in the morning, and both boys were drained but they still had to get to school. Minho sighed and cracked his bones, stumbling to grab some clothes and pulling them on. Chan chuckled and pulled his own clothes on, freshening himself up and going to kiss Minho. "I just wanted to sleep, I didn't notice the time," He groaned, lying on the bed and rolling around.

"Wanna get stoned before school?" Chan offered, pulling out some pre-crushed weed and the small pen he carried around. Minho nodded and let him do his thing before it got pressed against his lips. Minho took a hit before letting go so Chan could also take one. "Some teachers are on strike again so you should be fine,"

"Give me more," Minho chuckled, inhaling a large amount. "I don't even wanna be able to think straight,"

"You can have more when we start walking, I don't want your mam finding out," Minho groaned and kissed him messily. "Come on, baby. We need to go," he laughed softly against his lips. Minho pulled himself up, bidding goodbye to whoever was in the house before leaving with Chan. He quickly pulled the turtle neck from beneath his hoodie to show off the hickeys and bites he had. Chan held his hand, handing him the pen every now and then so he could take as much as he want. They ended up out the back of the school, Minho on Chan's lap messily kissing him.

"Like, you're so perfect," Minho giggled, hugging him tightly. "What's the first lesson?" He asked, swaying them both side to side.

"We have dance, do you wanna go?" Minho nodded, he loved to dance. Chan helped him up and led him to the classroom. They were around twenty minutes late, and the teacher just ignored them to carry on with the lesson. Minho joined in, stumbling happily around Chan as the drug hit his system.

"Minho, are you feeling alright today?" The teacher asked, walking over and holding a hand to his forehead. "You're really warm," She sighed, leading him to the side of the room and sitting him down. Chan watched amused, jogging over and crouching down.

"Babe, you alright? Did you take too much?" Chan asked, sitting next to him.

"Please I'm so fucking high," He chuckled, rolling onto his shoulder.

"I'm gonna take him somewhere," Chan announced and picked him up, Minho's lips on his neck as they walked. "You're horny aren't you?" Minho eagerly nodded. Chan took him to a nearby changing room and sat him on the bench.

"Mm, fuck me," Minho giggled, hugging his neck and kissing his neck.

"I can't do that here, baby. Let me just touch you," Minho nodded and watched as Chan sat beside him. He patted his lap and Minho clambered onto his lap, straddling his thighs. Chan kissed him slowly, his hand slipping down and unzipping his jeans. Minho bucked his hips up, wanting to be touched faster. Chan laughed against him, pulling his cock out of his pants and jerking it slowly. Minho moaned into his mouth, Chan's tongue slipping in to quieten him down. He gripped his blonde hair, grinding against his palm. "Calm down," Chan reassured, his free hand squeezing his ass before holding his thigh.

"I want you," He whined, the hand around his cock speeding up. "Channie, please. Need something in me," His eyes tearing up at the empty feeling surrounding his body. Chan pushed his hand down the back of his jeans, slipping a finger into his hole making him cry out his name. Minho pulled his hair tighter, the other gripping his back.

"You're doing so good for me," Chan praised, kissing his neck. The younger bucked his hips in an attempt to ride his finger inside of him.

"Another- please," He moaned, head dropping forward into his neck to add more pretty dark marks. Chan carefully worked another finger in, the other biting down on his shoulder. "Mmp, so good!" He cried, head falling back as Chan's lips connected to the base of his neck. Chan slipped another finger in gently, leaving behind a few more bite marks and hickeys while doing so.

"My pretty bunny, my beautiful smoke bunny," Chan hummed, kissing his shoulder. Minho brought one of his hands to his chest, squeezing and rubbing one of his nipples.

"Keep- Keep talking," He pleaded, taking in his perfect accent. "English though... need it," Chan chuckled lowly, leaning into his ear. He described how he'd fuck him in multiple situations, how he'd touch him slowly, use his body and kiss him till he was unconscious. Minho only got louder, biting down on his bottom lip to try and quieten himself.

"Look at you, so close just for my accent," He taunted, slipping a third finger in and rubbing circles around his prostate.

"I'm so close, Channie more," He almost fell back, the hand in Chan's hair being the only thing to keep him up. He kept whispering dirty nothings into his ear, nibbling his lobe and kissing his neck as time went on. "Cumming, cum-!" He yelped, pulling Chan's head to his chest as he came into his hand, body shaking violently as he came down from his orgasm. Chan wiped it all on some random towel nearby, pulling his fingers out and slipping his cock back into his pants.

"Are you okay, sweet?" Chan asked, his voice soft.

"Mmhm, just tired and less high but still high," He explained, not wanting to let go of him.

"We can't do your aftercare here, would you like to try a different kind?" Chan asked, kissing his temple and rubbing circles on his back.

"Just want cuddles, don't go too far away. Need to touch you," Chan nodded, he was always clingy after sex. Chan lifted him up and hugged him close.

"I won't leave you, just hold my hand when we walk okay? let's go get lunch," Minho hummed in acknowledgement, not really wanting to talk anymore. He led them to the canteen and got himself some food he could share with Minho. Once he collected it he took Minho to the corner seat and put one of his thighs over his own. "Eat up bunny," He encouraged, holding a chip up to his mouth. Minho gladly took and cuddled into him.

"Minnie doesn't wanna talk," He mumbled, snuggling against his chest.

"Shit," Chan muttered, Minho was a sub how stupid was he to do it in public, "Baby, can you talk to me? Tell me what you're pretty name is," Chan smiled, holding his thigh.

"Minho," He looked up confused.

"What's my name, love?"

"Channie!" Close enough.

"Can you tell me where we are?"

"School. Food place," His responses got better and quicker over time, the lost look in his eyes being replaced with something Chan could only describe as love.

"Are you up?" Minho nodded, eyes lidded as he almost fell asleep. "Nuh-uh. We need to go to class gorgeous, don't worry we get to sit together as well," He explained, feeding him a few more of the chips he bought and finishing them off himself. When they arrived at History everyone was in their seats working, the couple merely a distraction.

"Why are you late?" Fuck.

"Minho had a problem, I needed to look after him," Chan reassured, taking him to his seat. Even though he was out of subspace, he still needed to be touched. It was his favourite type of aftercare. Chan kept a hand on his knee, Minho's placed on top of it to comfort himself.

"Mm, hometime," He mumbled, just wanting to leave.

"Wanna go to my house until it's the end of the day? Then I'll take you home," Minho agreed and as soon as the lesson finished, they left the premises and went to Chan's house. Minho just wanted to cuddle, curl up into his lover's scent and fall asleep. And that's exactly what he did. Chan held him close, peppering kisses on his scalp as he looked through his phone. An unknown number rang him. He left it for a few seconds before swiping the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Ah, Christopher," Hah... fuck.

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"Chris? Are you there?" The deeper voice asked, the other sighing heavily.

"What do you want," he rolled his eyes, hand tightening around Minho's hips.

"Did you not check the date? I'm going to stay for a month. My caravan site closes this month," The male explained, Chan, biting his lip and looking down at Minho.

"Oh, yeah. Okay well, the doors are unlocked, the spare room is free," Chan forced a smile, slipping his hand up Minho's shirt. His dad lived in a caravan park and it closed for a month once a year.

"Good, I'm down the street," Chan hummed and hung up, pulling Minho higher on his body and putting his head into his neck. He stirred slightly, hands tightening around Chan's body.

"Are you alright, Min?" Chan asked, kissing his forehead. Minho nodded and straddled his hips, rubbing his eyes still tired. "Wanna go back to sleep?" Minho shook his head.

"Wanna ride," He yawned, leaning down and kissing him. "I dreamt about it," He blushed, nibbling on Chan's lower lip.

"Baby, my dad is coming soon," Chan sighed, rubbing circles on his back.

"Mm, but I'm horny," He whined, rocking his hips forward. Chan shook his head with a smile before ringing Felix. He told him to greet his dad and keep him distracted for at least an hour. "I love you so much," He smiled, the high of the drug completely gone.

"I love you. Now, wanna ride?" Minho nodded eagerly, pulling at Chan's pants in a hurry. Chan laughed softly before stopping him. "Let me stretch you," he kissed his cheek, pulling him down to lay on his body. Chan pushed his hand down the back of his pants, his finger teasing his hole.

"Lube, I'm still iffy from school," Chan nodded and grabbed the bottle, pouring some on his fingers and returning them to his hole. He slipped one into his hole, Minho moaning softly at the intrusion. "Mhm, Chan," he whispered, head stuffed in his neck, thighs straddling his abdomen.

"Feel good?" Minho nodded, both of his hands going up his shirt to hold the elder's pecs. "You're adorable, love," Chan praised, pushing a second finger in, making him moan louder.

"Oh— fuck, Channie," he whimpered, pushing down and grinding on his fingers. Chan pushed his other hand into his pants and squeezed his ass. He carefully scissored him open, the younger whimpering and panting heavily. "I'm— I need you," He mumbled against his neck, kissing it softly.

"Are you sure you can take me without getting stretched properly?" Minho nodded and grabbed the lube again. Just as he was about to unbuckle his pants someone came in.

"Christopher, my boy. Come see your dad," Chan blushed furiously, Minho hiding the lube behind his back as he sat on the edge of the bed to hide his hard-on.

"I— um. Yeah, give us a bit we're gonna watch a movie before I drop Minho off at home then I'll come see you," Chan reasoned, Minho scooting up the bed with the TV remote. He ignored his presence and turned on some random Monster High movie that Felix had left the night before. "What the fuck," He chuckled quietly. Minho shrugged, actually intrigued by the show.

"Alright, chill out then we can eat together, alright kid?" Chan nodded, they could be civil, just not when they end every normal conversation in a stupid argument. Once he left Minho ripped off his pants and underwear, pushing himself onto Chan to strip him as well.

"Eager?" Chan chuckled, letting Minho lube up his cock. Minho nodded and quickly got on top, letting Chan guide his hips onto his cock. Minho sank down slowly, trying to keep his moans quiet since his lover's dad was down the hall. Chan helped him get comfy, lips trapped between his teeth as they both held back moans. Minho stayed at his base, rocking his hips in slow circles to grasp the pleasure flowing through him.

"Channie, so good," He sniffled, Chan holding onto his thighs. Minho let his mouth hang open, the elder's fingers heading for his cock. He planted his feet beside Chan's hips, pushing himself up with the help of his lover. "Oh fuck," He bit his lip, eyes rolling back as he fell right onto his prostate.

"You feel so good, I've got you," Chan smiled, pumping his fist around his cock at a reasonable pace.

"Good, bunny. I'm a good bunny," He panted heavily, nails leaving crescent indents by his left peck and right shoulder.

"You are, you're my perfect little bunny," Chan praised, keeping an eye on his body language and facial expressions. "Bun, are you okay?" He asked, slightly concerned.

"Mm, fuzzy," Minho mumbled, nose scrunching in pleasure. "Keep calling me bunny," Chan chuckled. Pet space seemed to fit. He knew he had a headspace in sex, he just didn't know which one. Strings of loud 'ah- ah, oh mmhs's filled the room, Minho's body shaking on top of Chan's cock.

"Try focus, love," Minho nodded messily, his nails digging deeper drawing blood from Chan's body. "So pretty, so, so beautiful," Minho whimpered, the compliments going right to his cock. He was still a bit off from his last orgasm, everything coming so fast to him. The coil-like feeling strangled his insides as he grew closer to release.

"Cum, cum-" He took a deep breath, the hand on his cock going faster, his tip getting teased.

"Go on, it's okay," Minho nodded, moans getting more erratic and careless as he reached his orgasm, cum pouring onto Chan's abdomen.

"Chan!" He cried out, still bouncing to ride out his high and finish Chan off.

"I can do it myself, don't overwhelm yourself," Minho huffed and pulled off, laying on Chan's cum-coated chest. Chan wrapped a hand around his cock, jerking it while he moaned into Minho's ear. "You were so good, Bun. So good for me," He put his free hand around Minho's waist to keep him close. Once he came it landed all over his perfect ass, squirting up to the small of his back.

"Shit, so good, feels so good," Minho panted, the last of Chan's cum landing against his balls. Chan hugged him tightly, kissing his forehead repeatedly.

"Can we go clean up?" Chan asked, rolling Minho off of his body and standing up. When he picked up their clothes and turned around Minho was silently crying on the bed. "Oh baby, come here," Minho quickly stumbled over to him, arms around his waist.

"Need you," He cried, head stuffed into his neck.

"Need me to keep a hold of you?" Minho nodded, holding him tightly. The cum spreading between them made him uncomfortable but he needed to look after Minho. He wrapped a blanket around them and picked up their clothes, waddling to the bathroom over the hall. Chan met eyes with Felix who just laughed and made a signal to hurry up just in case his Dad came around the corner. Chan silently thanked him before slipping into the bathroom and locking the door. "Hold my hips, I need to run the bath," Minho took a few seconds to register it but his hands fell to his hips and he followed him around. Chan got in first, setting Minho on his lap and letting him cuddle into his body.

"Lost," He sniffled, nails digging into his back trying to keep himself against Chan.

"Shh, let me get you up, yeah?" Minho nodded and let Chan take him out of his pet space. Minho was still slightly dazed when he came up, body limp in Chan's hold. "You alright? You seem pretty out of it, love," Chan pointed out, washing his hair gently.

"I'm fine, just a bit overwhelmed," Minho responded, nuzzling against his body. "Wanna get out, don't like it," Chan hummed and got all the soap off their bodies before getting him out of the bath and into a warm towel.

"Can you stay over tonight?" Minho asked, not wanting to leave him after something so disorientating.

"My dad is here, he's staying for the month so I can't tonight. Any other night I can though," He pecked his forehead, the other crying again. "Do you wanna stay here? I'll call your Mom, the school day ended five minutes ago," Minho nodded, crying softly on his chest. He didn't know why he felt like this.

"What did she say," He whispered, letting Chan dress him as he talked to his mother.

"You can, as long as you're home for dinner with the Han family," Minho smiled and thanked him, kissing his neck and trying to wipe away the tears from his face. He was in Chan's hoodie and sweats, and Chan matched him. They went out into the living room, the younger still sniffling and letting tears slip as he sat on Chan's lap needing to be touching him. Chan had his arms around his waist, Minho's head in his neck littering it with tears. "Shh, I'm here. After I talk to my dad we can get you cuddled up and comfy and we can go to sleep, yeah?"

"Wanna warm you, when we go to sleep. Need you closer," He whispered, Chan, wiping away his tears and pecking his lips. Felix came into the room soon after, sitting by them.

"Woah, Minho, you good?" He asked, noticing him curl further into Chan.

"He's pretty disorientated. Turns out he has a pet space when I thought it was sub and he doesn't know what to do with it," Chan explained, rubbing his thigh and keeping him close. "But Dad wants to talk so I have to keep him here until I can give him the aftercare he needs," Felix nodded and got up, running to Chan's room and handing him a blanket he saw Minho attached to during the night. Chan thanked him again, letting Minho push it against his nose and hugging it tightly.

"Dad is making hot drinks, what do you want," Felix asked on the way to the kitchen.

"Ah, Minho will have hot chocolate and I'll have tea. Is that okay?" They both waited and Minho finally nodded. Felix gave a small smile and went to the kitchen telling his dad they have a guest for the night. When the pair walked back in, Chan had Minho's cheeks in his hands, wiping away each tear and whispering small praises to him.

"Christopher, who is our guest?" He asked, sitting on the loveseat in the corner.

"My boyfriend, and before you say anything. Just don't, he's pretty out of it," Chan's dad sighed but nodded. He liked to argue about the gays and that but he would never put someone under stress if they weren't fully there. "But yeah, what did you want to talk about?"

"Just about rent and boundaries like every year," He chuckled, "And maybe if you've settled down, I'll get to know your boyfriend," Chan raised an eyebrow but nodded, partially not believing him.

"Alright, Felix has it all in his notes. He'll explain the rent and I'll go through the boundaries after," Chan explained, pulling Minho down onto him.

"Need to warm you, please, please," He started sobbing again. Chan couldn't take it anymore. They could do this tomorrow, Minho was more important.

"We'll talk about this tomorrow, I can't keep him out here," Chan's dad nodded reassuringly. He would never mess with someone vulnerable. Chan quickly shut their door, laying Minho on his side and climbing behind him. He lubed up his cock and slid in slowly, it was a bit harder since he was soft but he managed to get in. Minho was a lot calmer now as Chan held him by the hips and snuggled into his back. At least an hour of just cuddling passed before someone knocked on his door. "Come in," He groaned, half asleep.

"I just wanted to introduce myself, and apologize," He sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I- uh-"

"I heard in the living room, I don't care if he's cock warming you. If you're uncomfortable I'll leave," He smiled, getting up.

"It's fine," Minho yawned, turning his head, "I'm Lee Minho, nice to meet you," he barely got out, too tired.

"Bang Dokyeon, it's a pleasure," He bowed his head, making his son laugh. "Anyway, Chris. I honestly always saw gay couples as a porn idea, that you'd be constantly touching each other or being sexual. But the way you looked after him earlier, I couldn't help but wish I treated your mother like that when she was, you know, here,"

"Yeah, you really put on a show back then," Chan chuckled. "But it's gonna take awhile for me and Lix to be comfortable with you accepting us - if you're going to. Especially after everything you've said to us," Chan spoke maturely, his father completely understanding.

"That's okay, just let me treat you like my son at least. I want to change," He responded, getting up from the bed. "I'll be making food later, I'll wake you up so take a nap, yeah?" Chan hummed and cuddled into Minho, both of them quickly falling asleep

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"Minho, the Han's will be here at five pm, I'd like you home for four pm," She spoke in a rush as if she was trying to clean the house.

"Yes, Mother," He responded, talking about a few more things before putting his phone down. "Chan?"

"I'm here, I've got you," He yawned, hoisting himself up. "Can I pull out? We can get dressed and have a chat with my dad," Minho nodded and hissed quietly as he pulled out.

"Want your clothes," he mumbled, neither of them bothering to go to school today. Minho's mother never noticed when he skipped so he'd be fine. Chan got up, grabbed clean clothes and took him to the bathroom to get dressed.

It was going to be a long day.

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A few days had passed since Minho had slipped that far in his headspace, his body flush against Chan's in bed as they watched a movie. Minho was scared to have sex again, and Chan respected that. He might not know what he's feeling or how he controls his pet space but he could tell going that deep can scare him out of it. "Good morning," Chan smiled, kissing his neck. "Wanna watch movies again?" Minho nodded, rolling over so his face was pressed against his chest.

"You're so comfy," Minho whined, pulling him closer if possible.

"You can't climb inside of me, love," Chan chuckled, playing with his hair.

"I can sure fucking try," He huffed, closing his eyes as Chan grabbed the TV remote. He scrolled through Netflix settling on some random Korean show, turning his full attention back onto Minho.

"Comfy?" He asked, tapping his nose.

"Mmm, want a warm drink," Minho mumbled, kissing his skin loosely. Chan hummed and pushed him off his body. "I wanna come," Minho whined, reaching for the naked body in front of him.

"Let me put clothes on," Chan sighed, laughing at his sulking boyfriend. He pulled on some sweats and grabbed a pair for Minho. After kissing up his legs he pulled them on, landing one last kiss on his lips. "Come on you baby," Minho let out a breathy laugh before Chan gently pulled him from the bed.

"Mother, can we use the kitchen? We want hot drinks," As soon as she agreed the two entered, shutting the door behind them. Minho put his arms around Chan, his palms cupping his pecs as he swayed on the spot. "Want tea, please,"

"Of course. Can you sit on the counter in case I burn you?" Minho squeezed them again before jumping up on the bench near their kettle. Chan turned it on, his palm gently holding Minho's thigh as he grabbed two mugs. "Wanna make food while we are down here?" Chan asked, grabbing the tea bags and some milk and sugar.

"Sure, I'll have some chips in a bowl. I'll start the air fryer," Minho offered, pecking his cheek and switching everything on. "What do you want?"

"The same as you, darling," Minho blushed and put enough in for both of them. Once he set it off he walked back to hug Chan again. "Are you okay?" Chan asked, fingers running through his hair.

"Just exhausted. I haven't even done anything besides school," he whined, squeezing his body tightly.

"You don't need a reason to be tired. Let's make this and go cuddle so you can rest," Chan poured the drinks and stood behind the younger while he checked the food, kissing the top of his head. "I'll get the bowls, love," Minho hummed and waited for the food to finish. Once Chan put the bowls down Minho put the chips in, more in Chan's than his own.

"Bed," Minho announced, walking out and making sure to bow to his parents before walking upstairs to his room. They both got under the covers, watching the show Minho had turned on - Adventure Time - and cuddled up. Minho pecked his cheek out of the blue, the elder painting red as he hid his face with an adoring smile. "Loves you,"

"Loves you most," Chan blushed even more, he wasn't expecting that so randomly.

"You're so cute when you blush, Channie," Minho teased, pushing a chip to his lips. Chan ate it before kissing his cheek. Minho laughed and hugged him tightly, kissing his temple and cheek repeatedly. "I love you so so much,"

"Stop," Chan whined, hiding behind his hands, "You're meant to be the bottom," He huffed, pouting softly. Minho took his cheeks in his hand, moving his face to face him and caught his lips.

"I'll always be your bottom, but I just wanna show you how much I love you," Minho smiled, kissing him again. "Now eat and drink, I wanna do something for you," Chan gave him a confused look before shrugging. He ate his chips, the younger eating a few of his own before handing Chan the rest.

"You okay?" Chan asked, watching him pour the rest in.

"Felt sick, you have the rest," He smiled, reaching for his drink. Chan nodded and ate all that was in his bowl before putting it to the side and grabbing his drink.

"Wanna put a movie on?" Chan asked, slipping a hand under him and holding his waist.

"The Greatest Showman, please," Minho snuggled closer, watching the elder go through the streaming service to find it. Once it started Minho quickly pulled the covers higher, their arms peeking out the top with their mugs. "It's cold but like, I wanna be naked again," He blushed, leaning onto Chan's shoulder.

"It's too risky now, love. Your mam knows we're awake now," He sighed, pulling him impossibly closer. Minho nodded, kind of sulky he couldn't press himself against his boyfriend's smooth, warm skin. "Aww baby, we could always go back to mine tonight," Minho instantly nodded faster this time.

"Please? Can we please? I need you so fucking bad," He whined, pressing himself against Chan.

"Okay, as long as you're okay with slipping again. I can't promise it won't happen, sweet," Chan explained rubbing his side softly.

"I'll be fine, it's been a few days. I'm not scared anymore," Minho responded, kissing his cheek.

"Let's finish the movie, take a shower and head off. Sound good?" Minho nodded and got comfy, both of them finishing their drinks and putting them to the side. Once Chan turned around he immediately pulled him into a kiss, Chan going to suck against his upper lip before slipping his tongue past them. Minho put a leg over Chan, finding a gap to push his tongue through before pushing Chan to lay flat on the bed. The elder held his waist, letting Minho do what he liked only to be interrupted.

"Minho! Chan! Can I come in?" A small voice asked, the younger groaning in annoyance. He got off the other and made himself look presentable.

"Yeah," He huffed, scooting away from Chan and getting out of the blanket. "This is my little brother, a product of my mam's affair and I never see him unless his dad wants something," Minho explained letting the child on the bed. He loved him, he really did. It was just hard never seeing him and then seeing how distant he was from his only parental figure.

"I'm Yeoseob!" He smiled, shoving himself between the two teenagers. "I'm ten, so it doesn't matter how you act around me" He shrugged trying to act cool. Minho sighed, putting his focus back on the movie with a small pout. Chan laughed quietly, getting up and stretching.

"I'm gonna go shower, can you show me how it works?" Chan asked, rummaging through his back to find his shower gel and razor.

"Yeah, it's not that hard given how fancy it looks. Just tell me how you like your showers and I'll set it up. I'll get you a towel too," Minho offered, going into his wardrobe and coming out with a large fluffy towel. "You ready?"

"Wait, can you leave the movie on?" Yeoseob grabbed Minho's shirt and tried to look cute.

"Unpause it, I'll be back in a few minutes," The child nodded and both boys left for the main bathroom. Chan pulled him in and locked the door, pushing him against It and kissing him hard. "You know fine well how to use my shower, idiot," He laughed between kisses, the other shamelessly shrugging.

"I could have memory loss for all they know," Chan joked, pulling his body against his and shoving his tongue into his mouth. Just a quick makeout should do it, they can't get caught here. Minho pulled away and started stripping Chan with a small smirk. "What are you doing, handsome,"

"Giving you something to do in the shower," He winked, going on his knees and stroking his cock. Chan groaned, kicking away his pants to the corner of the room. Minho leant in, kissing and teasing the tip until it was fully hard. "Think of me, baby," He flirted, handing him the towel and leaving the room with a bright blush on his cheeks. Chan locked the door, leaning against the sink with heavy breaths. It was so hot of him to do that, so fucking hot. He got in the shower and let his thoughts run wild, his hands exploring his body until he found his cock, rubbing it firmly before taking it in his palm and fucking it slow but hard. Just like he would with Minho.

"God you took ages, Dad wants more money for some reason," Yeoseob informed as Minho walked through the door.

"Because he doesn't have a lot, kid, your dad is a good man, he just can't afford to keep you and him under a roof without the child support. He'll tell you one day, kid. One day," Minho explained, leaning back and watching the TV again. "I'm going in the shower after Chan so you will have to go downstairs," Yeoseob nodded, the elder patting his head.

"Did you tell him about me?" He asked, looking at his half-sibling.

"I honestly thought I'd never see you again so no, sorry," Minho sighed, crossing his legs.

"Ah, that's fair. How's Jisungie?" Yeoseob asked, he hadn't seen him in years.

"He's doing great, he misses you a lot. Always asking when he can see you next," Minho chuckled pulling out his phone. He rang the mentioned boy telling him to bring Felix too. Chan was still in the shower when they arrived, and both of them smothered the boy in hugs. "Keep him in here," Minho whispered to Jisung, slipping out of the room and knocking on the bathroom door. Chan got out of the shower and unlocked the door before getting back in. Minho walked in and locked the door behind him.

"Hey, love. That was quite the move before," Chan chuckled, washing the soap off his body.

"You loved it don't even lie," Minho laughed, stripping down and climbing in with him. "You're gonna have to go back out soon, but first kiss me pretty please," Chan pulled him in by his hips, giving him soft sweet kisses.

"I can hear Lix and Sung, do they know Yeoseob?" Minho nodded with a small frown.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I honestly never thought I'd see the kid again," Minho sighed, hugging Chan. "I wanna take him in, his dad can't support him but I know how my parents will treat him and I couldn't deal with that happening to him," Minho mumbled, his head stuffed into Chan's chest.

"Me and Felix could take him, it's not ideal but Felix really sounds like he's gonna kidnap him anyway," Chan snorted, his brother cooing and baby-talking the kid in the next room.

"He'd love that, he always tells me his dad feels more like a teacher who's slightly against him rather than a parent. Obviously, I'll bring him here and let him sleep here a lot, I don't want Felix to have to deal with him all the time," Minho chuckled, holding his cheeks and pulling him down into a soft kiss. "Go ask him, but I better still be getting your dick tonight," Chan nodded, giving him one last peck before getting out and heading off to the bedroom. Minho's shower was quick, and he wanted to get out and see his little brother's reaction.

"Can I? Can I really, Minnie?" Yeoseob asked, crashing into him.

"Ask your dad, it's fine on our end, hun," Minho laughed, patting his hair down. Yeoseob ran off and Minho crossed his arms with raised eyebrows.

"How the fuck did you pull that off," He leant into Chan who was on the bed.

"Felix asked him and promised him he'd look after him like his own sibling," Chan explained, kissing his temple.

"Smart, smart. Im sure his dad will say yes. He's been trying to get rid of him for years," Minho frowned again, he hated how he was treated. Chan hugged him, pulling him between his thighs and wrapped his arms around his stomach.

"He'll be okay with us, don't worry bun," Minho elbowed him in the side.

"Don't call me that," He pouted, the elder laughing.

"Oh but you love it when you're my bunny, don't you," Chan whispered, the younger biting back a whimper before getting up and riding behind Jisung.

"He's bullying me," He huffed, crossing his arms.

"Dad said I can," A small voice perked up again, Minho going to check on him.

"Why do you look so sad, hun?" He crouched to his level, holding his hands.

"Daddy was happy," he sniffled, pushing himself onto Minho for a hug. At first, Minho didn't know what to do, Felix being the one to move his arms around Yeoseob's back.

"Oh, I'm sorry," He sighed, hugging him close. "How about we go grab your things and get you settled at Uncle Felix's hm?"

"I only have this outfit," He hiccuped, showing off his dirty clothes. he clothes Minho had only ever seen him in. And he was always glued to the small rabbit plush that was on the centre of Minho's bed. "Oh, and that teddy. He reminds me of you," Jisung had to elbow Chan when he snorted, cursing Minho for being so tied to bunny rabbits.

"Let's get you home then," Felix piped up, picking up the boy and grabbing the bunny. Minho was bright red, going straight to Chan after Felix left the room.

"You asshole," He pouted, hiding on his chest.

"You're the one who's a bunny, Minho. But you're my bunny, all mine," He flirted, kissing his forehead.

"God, just fuck will you," Jisung laughed, leaving the room.

"Oh don't worry, you're gonna hear it all when we get back to mine and Felix's house, squirrel!" Chan taunted, leading Minho to pick up his bag before going downstairs. They bid goodbye to everyone, Yeoseob avoiding his dad the entire time, only going to hug his mother before dragging Minho out the door.

"To uncle's house!" He yelled, jumping in the air. Chan lifted him up and put him on his shoulders, taking Minho's hand with his free one.

"Do you wanna play with Lixie and Sungie while I help your brother with homework?" Chan asked, leading him down to his part of town. It took them a bit but they finally arrived at the apartment's front door.

"For now you'll be swapping between bedrooms before my dad goes back to his caravan, is that okay?" Yeoseob nodded and Chan put him down. "Right, well go play with your Uncles so I can help Minnie, okay? My dad will cook you food," The three huddled on the settee, Felix cuddling them both as he put on a cartoon for the boy.

"Channie..." Minho breathed out as he was pushed against the door.

"All mine, bunny. I'll give you what you want in no time, gorgeous," Chan cooed, pulling him to the bed and laying him down. "Anything, any time. All for you, bunny,"

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"Channie..." Minho breathed out as he was pushed against the door.

"All mine, bunny. I'll give you what you want in no time, gorgeous," Chan cooed, pulling him to the bed and laying him down. "Anything, any time. All for you, bunny," Minho bucked his hips against Chan, hands running all over his body.

"Please, please," Chan pulled his hips forward, grinding against him before pulling him to the bed and pushing him down. Minho grabbed his shirt and made the elder straddle his hips.

"Fuck- Bunny," he groaned, leaning down and kissing him frantically. "Keep begging like that and I'll give you anything you fucking want," He panted, pulling away from his lips.

"Please, pretty please. Fuck me Channie, please!" Chan got off of him, almost tearing his clothes from his body as he removed them as fast as he could. His lips landed on his chest, sucking deep, pretty marks into his skin. Minho arched his back against him, moaning quietly as he found his nipples. Minho would never, ever be a quick fuck to Chan. No matter how fast Minho wanted it he'd always take the time to appreciate him, to love him. "Touch me," He breathed out, hips bucking against Chan's ass. The elder moved down on his body, wrapping his palm around his cock and stroking it slowly. Something about Chan being fully dressed while he was completely naked was definitely doing something for him, but he couldn't sink too deep into his thoughts since Chan was already pulling off his own clothes.

"You're so good for me, my precious Bunny," Chan pecked his lips, laying him properly on the bed so his head was on the pillows. He climbed on top again, their bare cocks brushing off each other as he pushed his hips forward. Minho whined loudly, the elder moving slowly on top as his fingers played with his nipples.

"Fuck, kiss me," He moaned, the elder leaning down and catching his lips partially open. He quickly slid his tongue in, both of them trying to suck and bite each other's lips as the friction built up between them. Chan managed to fish out the lube from his bedside table, coating his fingers before pulling away from the kiss. He got off his hips and found his way between his thighs.

"Spread your legs like a good bunny," Chan taunted, the other's cock twitching as he opened them wide. Chan ran three fingers around his rim, getting down onto his stomach and putting Minho's legs over his shoulders.

"Channie?"

"Shh, I've got you. Hold my hand," Minho took it, watching his every move before he gently kissed his hole.

"Ah- shit Chan," He moaned out, the elder pecking his rim before sucking slowly. Minho's free hand landed in Chan's hair, tugging it each time he moaned out. When Chan finally pushed his tongue into his hole his breath caught in his throat as he moaned louder than before. Why had he never thought of this before? Minho quickly became whiney, panting after each cry of Chan's name. Once he was stretched from his tongue he pushed two fingers in, his lips trailing to mark his perfectly thick thighs.

"You're doing so well, so fucking well, Bunny," He praised, biting the skin to make the other whimper. They could hear the ruckus outside, Yeoseob probably driving the other two up the walls wanting to see his older brother but Minho needed Chan right now or he'd combust. Chan moved his fingers faster, spreading them slightly while twisting them each time he pulled them out. Chan moved his body up again, slowing his fingers as he kissed his neck.

"Chan," Minho panted, body hot with small beads of sweat pooling over his skin. Chan licked his collarbone, sucking a hickey into his skin. Minho brushed his fingers through his hair, rocking his hips against his fingers. "I need you so bad," He whined, tugging his shoulders. Chan chuckled, wrapping his fingers into Minho's hair and tugging it harshly, mimicking the act Minho did to his shoulders. Minho moaned loudly, head dipping back as Chan continued to finger him and pull his hair.

"You'll get me, just let me love you," Chan smiled, catching his lips as he rocked their cocks together. He spread his fingers wide, the younger crying out in pleasure. "Shh, I know you don't mind people hearing but I refuse to explain sex to your brother," Minho laughed, stopping the elder's movements just so he could compose himself.

"You did not have to bring that up," He snorted, hiding his blush behind his hands.

"Did I kill the mood? I just don't want to do that," Chan chuckled, pecking his lips.

"His dad was a whore and fucked in front of him, he knows what sex is. And no you didn't, just fuck me," Minho held his cheeks and kissed him softly. "I love you,"

"I love you," He smiled, pushing the tips of his fingers into his prostate. Minho gasped, moaning loudly and arching his back.

"Shit- fuck oh my god!" he whined, not expecting the sudden flush of pleasure. Chan pecked his cheek, slipping a third finger into him and stretching him open. He kissed all over his upper body, making sure he felt appreciated and loved while he opened him up ever so gently.

"Oh, bunny. Leaking already, all for me," Chan purred, kissing his jaw and sucking a mark into the pale skin.

"Mm, messy," That fast? Chan chuckled at how fast he could make Minho submit, kissing his forehead before massaging his prostate slowly. Minho was a whimpering mess, tears brimming his eyes,

"Hmm, you're my messy bunny," He cooed, lapping his tongue over one of his hard nipples. The way Chan's lips explored him while their bodies brushed together in hot strokes ruined him. Chan kissed his way down his body, gathering the precum on his tongue and passing it back to Minho in a deep kiss. "Does my pretty bunny want to cum on my fingers?" Minho nodded frantically, not caring about what he said and only hearing the word cum.

"Cum, please, please," he wailed, all chances of staying quiet flying out the window. Chan rubbed circled on his hip before trailing his fingers up and pulling his hair. His mouth hung loose, eyes squeezing shut as he moaned pathetically. Chan kissed and sucked over his collarbones, picking up the speed of his fingers. Chan had never seen him this messy, and he absolutely loved it.

"Aww, does my pretty pet want to cum twice?" Chan kissed his neck, nosing the skin softly.

"Yes, yes," He moaned loudly, words becoming babbles as he pulled him apart with his fingers. "S' close," Minho groaned, hips stuttering with each grind.

"Make a mess, bun," Chan taunted, biting down on his shoulder. Minho whined loudly, cum spilling from his tip as he gasped and moaned through his orgasm. Chan pulled his fingers out, kissing him softly.

"More, more," He pouted, spreading his legs impossibly wider.

"Look at you, you're pretty legs so bendable to my own will," Chan chuckled, reaching for the lube and coating his cock. Chan pulled him down by his hips, angling his tip against his wet hole.

"Channie, channie," He begged, his body flushed red. Chan pushed in slowly, kissing him gently.

"Shh, I'm here," He rubbed circles on his thighs, calming him as he stretched his hole just that little bit further. "Almost done, you're almost full," He soothed, pecking him every time he let out small winces.

"Please, please," He clenched his hole, sucking Chan in deeper. "S' full, so fucking full," He moaned as he bottomed out, wrapping his legs around his lower back.

"Good bunny, so good for me," He praised. Minho most definitely had a praise kink. He let his eyes close, letting Chan have free use of his body. He took his time pampering him again, rocking his hips gently to get him used to the feeling.

"Nnh, oh- Chan," He pleaded, he just needing more on his body. Chan hummed, taking in each noise as he made sure to love him. He took his cock in his palm, gently rubbing it while he adjusted. Chan kissed his cheek, blush painting his cheeks. "Please, move," Minho clenched around him, grinding his hips softly. Chan pulled out halfway, pushing in with more force than his previous smaller grinds. Minho moaned, his head dipping back into the cushions as he held onto the fabric by his head.

"Look at you, so ruined already," Chan snapped his hips directly into his prostate before going back to his soft pace. Minho huffed in annoyance, bucking his hips upwards. Chan pinned his hips to the bed, his own gaining a more determined pattern. Hitting deep but making sure Minho could feel every little pulse and twitch by going at a calm pace. "Is this okay?" Chan asked, watching the younger's eyes open. They were lost and clouded in lust, tears pricking the corners.

"Too far," The first tear dropped, his hands reaching for Chan's biceps, "Far, Channie!" He sobbed, the elder immediately falling forward and hugging him tightly.

"I'm here, right here. I always will be, Bunny," He comforted, letting Minho hide away in his neck.

"Faster," Minho's hot breath brushed Chan's collar, a thick moan drawing from his throat.

"Fuck- you're so good for me, Min," Minho whined quietly, hitting his arm.

"Bunny, I'm bunny," He huffed, his only response being a quick, deep thrust. Chan pecked his temple, thrusting faster just like his lover asked. He reached for his hair again, pulling it back hard and kissing him frantically. Minho was a mess, hair stuck to his forehead as he whimpered and whined at every small caress. Chan took the opportunity of Minho looking at him to clear his hair from his eyes, doing his best to reach over for a hair tie and putting it up for him. "Ah- ah, harder!" Chan obliged once again, his thrusts fast and hard while he watched Minho's fucked out face. His lips were swollen, his pretty teeth sticking out as usual. Thoughts of licking cum off them quickly ran through his mind, it was a need to cum on them.

"God, driving me fucking crazy with that pretty face," His chees were red, faint tear tracks stained into to surface. Etheral. Chan was fucking enthralled by him. No angel, no being created by Aphrodite could tear his eyes away from Minho. Minho was that angel. Minho was that being created by Aphrodite. Nothing could ever come close to him. "Can I cum on your face?" He blurted out, his face turning red.

"Yeah, please," Minho mewled, his nails digging into Chan's shoulders.

"Okay, when you cum I'll pull out and sit on your chest okay?" Minho nodded, he was open to trying anything. Chan leaned on his elbows above Minho's shoulders, his thrusts becoming more messy just from the thought of ruining his perfectly sculpted face with cum. Minho became even more vocal, his moans high-pitched and loud as he teetered on the edge of his second orgasm.

"Close," He squeaked, thighs tensing hard around Chan's waist. Chan nodded, moaning quietly before finding Minho's lips. He pressed short brief kisses against his upper lip, sucking it into his mouth and lapping over it with his tongue. Minho tangled his fingers into his blonde hair, his other hand still clawing messily at his shoulder.

"Go on, cum for me my pretty bunny," Chan groaned into his ear, lips brushing the hot skin as he spoke. Minho nodded, his eyes rolling back while his spine curved into an arch. His moans became more frantic, the coil unravelling in his stomach faster than he intended as he came all over himself. Chan fucked him through his orgasm before pulling out and sitting over his chest. He instinctively held his thighs, watching Chan throw his head back as he stroked himself firm but fast. Minho's mouth stayed hung open, half recovering from his orgasm, half wanting it in his mouth as well - he also made sure to stick his tongue out. Chan looked down to meet his closed eyes, groaning at the lewd look on his face. Minho moved his hands to his ass, squeezing the plump skin as hard as he could. He definitely did not expect Chan to bust his load from the feeling, but nonetheless, his face was covered in his cum, some of it in his mouth just as he expected. "Fuck," Chan cursed, leaning down and slowly licking the cum from his face, lapping over his teeth last.

"Channie," Minho whimpered, reaching for his face. Chan scooted back down, kissing him softly.

"You were so good, so fucking good, bunny," He praised, kissing him deeply. His tongue slid in to run against his pretty little bunny teeth once more. He took his time getting Minho out of his headspace, not wanting him to stay in it since the last time it didn't go well.

"Oh my fucking god," Minho smiled like an idiot, sitting cross-legged opposite Chan. "That was so fucking hot and for what?" He complained, punching Chan in the shoulder.

"I'm not sure but you can definitely cross a teeth kink off the list for me," Chan chuckled. "I could lick cum off those pretty little teeth any day," He smiled, Minho crawling into his lap to cuddle.

"We need to go out, Yeoseob will be wanting me," Minho yawned, the elder cleaning them with wipes and dressing them both in comfy clothes - of course, handing Minho the special blanket just like last time. When they walked to the living room Felix snorted.

"Jisung had to go home," He waved them over, Yeoseob quickly clambering onto Minho's lap. "Also, how the fuck did you make Minho burst out in laughter while fucking?" Felix laughed, flicking Chan's ear.

"I don't wanna talk about it," He huffed jokingly, stretching his arms. "Anyway, food," He clapped his hands, standing up and heading to the kitchen.

"Felix you'll never guess what- Yeoseob? Go help Uncle Channie so you can get to know him," Yeoseob happily skipped off, Minho loading Felix with surface-level information he was comfortable sharing because he needed to talk to someone about how hot that was.

"No shit you had a good time, even Dad was concerned for you," Felix laughed, the elder in the corner nodding with a smile.

"But it was so fucking good you don't understand! If he keeps doing this sex isn't just gonna be a once every when the fuck I can be arsed. You'd never see that man again if I had it my way," Minho joked, the other laughing.

"Yeah, you're too much of a pet for that," Felix teased, "Bunny this bunny that, babes you wouldn't last any more than two orgasms and that's you done for the week,"

"Way to call the poor boy out," Chan chuckled putting a bowl in his lap while Yeoseob sat on the floor with his tablet. "Not wrong though, I don't want to hurt or overwhelm you so a week it is pretty boy," Minho huffed, stealing a chicken nugget from Chan's bowl and curling in on himself.

"Chan? I still feel fuzzy," He complained, scooting closer to the elder. Even with proper aftercare, he'd get disorientated.

"I'm sorry, come sit on my lap and take a nap. We might need to do more intense aftercare if your current one doesn't help your pet space. Poor baby," He hummed, kissing his head as he got comfy on his thighs.

"I can do some research if you want. I'm bored," Felix offered, pulling out his phone. Chan thanked him and cuddled his boyfriend tightly. He couldn't tell if it was the aftercare or if he'd always be this disorientated. Maybe Felix could find out. They ate their food and got comfy, some show playing on the TV while Yeoseob made his way to annoy Minho.

"Channie," He looked up, tears still in his eyes.

"Oh, love," Chan sighed, kissing his head. "What's the matter, bub?"

"Need you, feel empty and far," He hiccupped, tears falling.

"Hyung? Minnie, what do?" The youngest climbed into his lap and hugged him. "Don't cry, Minnie is big and brave!" Chan smiled, patting the child's head.

"Minnie is so brave Yeo, so so brave. But Uncle Chan is going to take him to calm down okay?" Yeoseob nodded and pecked him just like they did when they saw each other more often. He climbed off and Chan took Minho to bed.

"Does being full make it more bearable?" Minho nodded, laying on his side and letting Chan get lubed up to slide in. "Okay, well after we have sex I'll make sure to let you go back on my dick until you feel better, okay?"

"Mhm, want that," Minho smiled, snuggling against the blanket as Chan wrapped his arms around his waist. Minho passed out fairly quickly, Chan spent his time messaging Felix about pet space and doom scrolling tiktok. Yeoseob had been put down for a nap in Felix's room as it was due and Felix was in the living room with his dad.

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"Morning," Minho rasped, his voice partially gone. "Oh wow- my throat hurts," He groaned slipping back down his cock.

"Good morning, stay still because that hurt like a bitch," Chan chucked, the feeling of his dry hole around his equally dry cock was not pleasant at all.

"Pull out," Minho mumbled, bracing for the rush of uncomfortableness. Chan carefully pulled out, kissing his shoulder as an apology before rolling him over for a hug. "I love sleeping with your dick in me," He admitted, reaching down the side of the bed for both of their boxers. Once they were on they cuddled back up, Yeoseob happily barging in the door and crawling into the bed.

"Hiya kiddo," Chan smiled, making a small gap between him and Minho.

"Had a nono dream," He sniffled, stuffing his face into Minho's t-shirt.

"Awh, baby. Wanna talk about it?" Minho asked, pulling Chan closer so he had a protective barrier around him.

"Dada come back and stoled me! Don' want dada," He pouted out, tears staining his adorably fluffy cheeks. Chan reached an arm over to caress Minho's waist, caging the smaller boy between them.

"He won't get you, Minho will bat him away like a little kitty," Minho announced, pulling the covers up. "Get some sleep, okay? I love you,"

"Loves Minnie too, Minnie is the best brother ever!" He giggled, getting comfy with the bunny plushie and promptly falling asleep.

"Wanna sleep in and skip school?" Chan asked, pecking Minho softly.

"Obviously," He rolled his eyes and closed them. "Thanks for taking him, Chan. I love you so fucking much,"

"Oh bunny, I love you more than words could ever explain."

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They stayed off until Monday, Chan being the one to go in with Felix and Jisung. As soon as he stepped into his class he was sent out to the headteacher's office. "Bang Chan? Take a seat," he smiled. It was awfully fake but who could blame him, he worked with delinquent teenagers and young adults. "I heard you've been skipping more than usual," he sighed, sitting opposite him.

"I know, but I actually have a good reason," Chan explained, tapping the case of his phone in his pocket.

"And is this to do with your little friend? Lee Minho?"

"Yes actually— let me call him so we can explain," He nodded and pulled out some files and a pen.

"Hey baby," Minho groaned, barely awake.

"Did I wake you? I'm sorry, love," Chan pouted, looking at his beautiful boyfriend through the camera. "I called you to talk to the headteacher. He wants to know what's going on— is that my shirt?"

"Yes, I missed you. And put him on I'll physically show him," Chan signalled the elder to come into frame, Minho stumbling out of bed and rubbing his eyes.

"You look adorable," Minho let out a string of whines before going into the guestroom.

"Wake up, Yeoyeo," he cooed, rubbing the child's side.

"Hm, Minnie," he yawned, sitting up and hugging his side.

"Wanna say hi to Uncle Channie?" He nodded, saying hi quietly. "This is my little brother, Chan and Felix took him in and no one is home throughout the week so I need to stay with him," Minho had taken him to his house on Sunday night.

"Ah okay, have you no parents to care for him?"

"I don't trust them with him. Please, let me do work from home, he gets his work sent home too," Minho let the boy cling to him, picking him up and holding him on his hip. "He's only ten plus he's autistic, I need to look after him,"

"I... I can arrange that. Chan, would you like to do the same? You don't seem to be here often anyway," he sighed, going to his computer to do all the paperwork. Chan nodded and stood up. "You're dismissed," Chan nodded again and made his way out of the building.

"I'll be there in ten, baby,"

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"Mm, Channie," he yawned, the elder walking into the bedroom. Yeoseob was doing schoolwork in the guest bedroom leaving Minho to rest.

"Hi, are you feeling alright?" Chan asked, climbing into bed with him.

"Yeah, think I'm getting a cold," he mumbled, cuddling into his chest. "Can you just like... Hold me? Kiss me," Minho sighed, lifting his head. Chan smiled, wrapping Minho's body around him and rolling on his back. Minho straddled him effortlessly, his full weight on his upper half as he lazily found his lips. His mother and father were at work so he didn't have to worry about anything.

"I love you," Chan breathed against his lips, his hands slipping up his shirt and gently running his fingers over the warm skin.

"Mhm, I love you," he whined, the elder slipping his tongue past his lip. "Oh, Hyung," he panted, Chan's body factory resetting beneath him.

"Say— say that again," Minho pushed his head into his neck, his lips brushing the skin as he moaned another pathetic 'Hyung'. "God, Minho..."

"Haven't seen you since last night, all I could think about you. You taking me apart and putting me together with each kiss. I couldn't even get off touching myself, I need it. I need you," he whimpered, bucking his hips against his stomach.

"Oh Minnie, you're so precious," he cooed, letting the younger suck and bite his neck. "But we still need to take it slow to get you used to your headspace, love,"

"But— please!" He cried a bit too loud, hurried knocks on his bedroom door. Minho huffed, yelling come in. Yeoseob entered quietly.

"Don't argue," he whispered, taking Minho off guard.

"We're not arguing," Chan chuckled, running his hand through Minho's hair.

"But when daddy had people talking like that he just said they were arguing," he explained, rocking back and forth.

"No, baby. This isn't arguing," Minho sighed, not daring to move as any friction would have him a pooling mess in Chan's arms. "We're just playing, I'll tell you when you're a bit older okay?" Yeoseob nodded and waddled over to peck Minho.

"I love you hyung, I wanna nap," Chan's eyes widened, that word sounds dystopian now. Be only wanted to hear Minho and Minho only say it.

"I love you too, go take a nap and finish your schoolwork," Yeoseob nodded and toddled off. Minho was instantly grinding against Chan once the door closed.

"God, just dry humping, baby. Nothing else," Chan moaned, bending his knees so he could thrust his hips against Minho. The younger scooted down his body, pressing their cocks together as they rutted against each other.

"Ahh- ah, Hyung," his hips ground pathetically, Chan holding his ass and bucking his hips up. "More, more fuck- yes!" He was so close to tears, he felt so fucking good. Chan pushed one of his hands up his shirt, pulling it over his head.

"Good boy, keep going," Chan huffed, his fingers tangling in his hair.

"Hyung! Felix and Jisung are here!" A small voice yelled from the other room, both of them ignoring him. All they could focus on was the harsh breaths and needful moans. Minho rested his head on his chest, basically curled up on him beside his sprawled-out legs.

"Chan— Hyung... Hyung!" He cried out, thighs shaking as he slipped his hands up the back of his shirt to claw at the skin. "Oh my god! Fuck... Fuck me," he hiccuped, biting down on his nipple.

"I can't baby," he cooed, his free hand slipping in the back of his sweats and gripping his ass. The noise that left him was almost pitiful, his eyes squeezed shut as he rocked back and forth.

"Need to cum, need— need it," he whined, hugging him tightly. They once again ignored the footsteps that were now upstairs, the baby talks to Yeoseob fading out as the door flew open. Minho was still grinding and crying, his orgasm so close to washing over him.

"Out, get out," Chan sighed, waving them off before Minho said something they could tease him for. But it was too late.

"Hyung!" He cried, his voice high and whiney as he came in his pants, pushing himself in his elbows to put more pressure on Chan's cock as he rode out his high. Jisung had put a hand on Yeoseob's face, pushing him away. Felix was frozen, mouth hung open.

"I— I am so sorry," he squeaked, slamming the door. Minho pushed Chan's shirt up, his lips wrapping around his nipple as he toyed with the other one. Chan's breath quickened, eyes shutting as he felt a wave of bliss blanket his body. He came in his pants as well, slowing Minho's hips so they rolled in small circles.

"You're so good for me," he panted, letting the other cling to him to compose himself.

"Oh my god," Minho muttered, sliding off him and quickly tugging off his pants. "That was so good," he pulled a thin blanket over his lower half. Chan kissed his forehead, also removing his own pants and going to grab some clean ones.

"Want pants on yet?" Minho shook his head no, "Hoodie?" He nodded yes, the elder picking one of his hoodies from the cupboard (one that Minho had stolen) and slipped it over his head. Chan got back in the bed, crossing his legs and pulling Minho sideways into his lap.

"Tired," his voice was quiet, kissing softly at Chan's neck.

"Need me in you?"

"No, don't feel empty," Minho responded, letting Chan pull the hoodie over his ass and letting him get comfy. Chan pulled out his laptop and started to do some of Minho's work.

"Hey, sorry," Felix poked his head in, Minho's hands loosely thrown around Chan's neck as he slept.

"Don't worry about it," Chan smiled. "Anyway, what brings you to Minho's?"

"He wasn't in and you went home, me and Ji wanted to check on you," He explained, the other nodding.

"Ah, we're both getting work sent home so we can take care of Yeoseob," Felix nodded, stretching his arms. Jisung came in with Yeoseob soon after, Chan pulling a blanket over Minho.

"Is Minnie sleeping?" Chan nodded, leaning against the headboard and pulling Minho with him. "Can I join you?" Chan peaked under the blanket to check he was covered before signalling Yeeseob over. He climbed under and perched on Minho's lap, hugging him tight and leaning into his stomach. Felix chuckled and took a photo.

"Is Yeoseob coming home tonight?" Jisung asked, sitting on the edge of the bed with Felix.

"I think we're staying here tonight, dad's been too much for me. Not in a bad way, just overwhelming," Chan smiled, patting down Yeoseob's hair and kissing Minho's cheek.

"That's alright, I won't tell him," Felix stood up, stretching his arms. "Well, if all you're gonna do is sleep then I guess we'll leave you to it," he announced, getting up.

"Alright. Have fun," Chan winked, waving them off. "Minho, are you alright?" Minho stirred slightly, whining before opening his eyes.

"Hyung, 'm tired," he mumbled, hiding in his neck.

"Oh, Minnie. We need to get you out of headspace," he cooed, kissing the top of his head. "Yeoseob, darling, do you wanna play on the floor with your bunny?" Yeoseob clambered down, sitting cross-legged on the bed.

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"Minho!"

"Jisung!" Minho yelled, hugging him tightly before squeezing Felix as well. "God you need to spend more time at Felix's," he huffed, messing his hair up.

"I will, I'm just working on an essay," Jisung laughed, hugging him again. Chan and Felix just chuckled, seeing the two best friends see each other after a month. Yeoseob was sitting on the settee with his bunny.

"Good," Minho smiled, backing up and landing on Chan's lap. Chan held his hips, spreading his legs so he could slot between them. They were at his house, after all, they couldn't risk Minho's parents. "And you," he tilted his head back and nosed at his jaw. "You have something to take care of later," Minho whispered, giving him a wink. Chan nodded, slightly confused but back hugged him gently. The five talked briefly, Minho's parents coming through to talk about school.

"Minho, will Chan be stopping tonight?" She asked, a strange encouraging smile over her lips.

"No, Yeoseob wants to see Chan's dad so we will be going there tonight," Minho smiled back.

"Mm, can we talk?" Minho looked at Jisung who recognized her tone. Doing a few motions with his fingers Minho nodded with pursed lips.

"Jisung is coming," he got up from Chan's lap, knees partially buckling and suppressed a gasp. He walked over, Jisung linking their arms as they went upstairs to Minho's bedroom. She sat down first, sighing.

"Minho. Tell me, sweetheart. Are you... Gay?"

"What makes you think that?" Minho muttered, both he and Jisung sat at the top of the bed.

"You just seem close with Chan, like very close," She returned with another sigh. "You've also had an awful amount of hickeys since you met him," Jisung held back a laugh, Minho was very forgetful.

"Oh uh-"

"Love, listen to me. I'm not homophobic. I may be harsh on you but between us three, that's your dad. He's using me to hurt you. I love you, and I love Chan, if you are together please tell me, and I'll help you. And hey, maybe I'll try a divorce," She chuckled trying to lighten the mood. Jisung reached over and pat Minho's back, the tears in his eyes not going unnoticed.

"I- yeah. He's my boyfriend, uh, two and a bit months now," Minho blushed, "Want Jisung to grab him?"

"Please," she smiled. Jisung left the room, Chan coming in with a concerned look.

"Min, are you okay?" He asked, sitting by him and tracing his spine.

"I'm... Yeah, I'm good," Chan nodded and held his waist, rubbing circles with his thumbs. "She knows,"

"Is that bad?" He asked, dismissing that she was there herself.

"Don't think so," Minho smiled, leaning onto him.

"It's not bad, just tell me when you want to cuddle and watch a movie in the living room or if you wanna do cute baking dates. I'll tell your dad to leave for the night," Minho smiled, a thick blush on Chan's cheeks.

"Well, can you tell him to leave tonight? Also, can you entertain Yeoseob for an hour or two? I don't want to put the burden of him back onto you I know how much you struggled with two kids. Me and Chan can take care of him," Minho offered, a small smile tugged on his lips.

"What are you planning," Chan chuckled, lips brushing his ear.

"That's for me to know and you to find out," He smirked, holding his knee. "Anyway, thank you for talking to me, if you need an escape from Dad, I can try to convince him to go away for a bit too,"

"He's off tonight at five, he needs to go out of town for a week," Minho's smirk widened, Chan, getting mildly concerned about what he was in for later tonight.

"Stop worrying, Channie. It's for you," he purred, pecking his cheek. Chan just blushed even more, huffing and tackling him down to the bed and tickling him. His mother smiled, getting up and going to leave the room.

"Oh and sweetheart? I'm bisexual," She laughed, slipping out of the room.

"Wait what! Congrats!" He yelled out, wanting to lay with Chan for a bit. "Want to know what I'm hiding from you?"

"Yeah," Chan smiled, kissing his neck.

"I bought something, and I may or may not be using it right now," Minho moved and pulled him on top of him.

"Wanna show me, baby?" Chan hummed, lowering his head and kissing his jaw. Minho smirked and got up, pulling him to the bathroom. He took his time undoing his pants, turning to lean over the sink so Chan could pull them down. He slid them over his ass, pulling his boxers down too-a deep green circle hiding his pretty hole. "Oh, bunny," He cooed, running two fingers over it and pushing it deeper. Minho groaned, head dipping forward as Chan started squeezing the flesh of his ass.

"Hyung-" He gasped, gripping the counter.

"So pretty, can I see the actual plug?" Chan asked, fingers tracing up his hips. Minho nodded, cheeks red. Chan pulled it out. "Awh, how cute, bunny," He chuckled, pulling it out and holding it up. It had a green base and an orange plug, almost like a carrot.

"Wanted to be more bunny, hyung," Minho admitted, not daring to look towards the mirror.

"Such a good bunny," He pushed it back in slowly, the other panting softly. "Oh, bunny. You're so worked up aren't you?" Minho nodded quickly, pushing back on the plug.

"Jus' touch me!" He whined. Chan hummed, fingers barely touching his ass as he ran them down to his thighs.

"But your friends are waiting for you love," Chan chuckled, pulling him to stand and covering his boner with the large hoodie he was wearing. Minho huffed but followed him out, flopping next to Jisung and yawning.

"Damn, bored of me already?" Jisung joked, nudging his elbow.

"Nah, just yawned because why not," Minho shrugged, leaning on his shoulder. "Wanna bake?" He asked, looking up at the younger.

"Obviously," He grabbed Minho's hand and pulled him up. Felix and Chan just watched amused, the two friends slipping into the kitchen. "What are we baking?"

"Cookies," Minho smiled, grabbing everything from the cupboards and splaying them across the countertops. Jisung started preparing the surfaces and cleaning them off while Minho got out some bowls and a tray.

"What do you think they're making?" Felix asked, looking over to his brother.

"Knowing Min, probably some cookies," Chan smiled, kicking his legs up on the settee and pulling out his phone. After twenty minutes Minho came out alone, flopping on Chan's stomach and kissing his collar.

"Jisung is doing the oven," he mumbled against his skin. Chan hummed, running his fingers through his hair. He could feel the boner on his thigh, Minho was probably very desperate.

"Baby, wanna go put pyjamas on?" Minho nodded, letting the elder pick him up.

"How do you know exactly what he needs every time?" Jisung chuckled, coming in with a plate. "I was the only one able to do that," he smiled, watching Chan carry his best friend off.

"Channie, it hurts. I'm so close," Minho hiccupped, head stuffed into his neck. Chan pushed his door shut leaning Minho against it so no one could come in. He slipped his hand down the back of his pants and pulled the plug away from his prostate. Minho panted into his neck, arms desperately wrapping around him.

"Want me to quickly get you off?" Minho nodded, letting Chan pull him to the bed and strip him down. He gave him one of his hoodies and some cat pyjama pants before sitting him on his knees on the bed. Minho pushed him down so they could cuddle. One of his legs over Chan as he shamelessly rutted against his hip. "So needy," he chuckled, slipping his dick out of his pyjama pants and stroking it slowly. "C'mere, sit over my hips," Minho nodded and climbed on, a hand back down his pants to thrust the toy in and out of him.

"Chan-" he moaned softly, head dropping forward. He gently touched himself, jerking his cock subtly while Chan used the toy.

"Good boy, touching yourself so well," he cooed, kissing his temple. Minho sped up his hand, his other snaking around Chan's back.

"Close again," he moaned out. Chan knew he'd only last a few desperate touches. Minho kissed him, bucking his hips into his hand while Chan continued to thrust the toy into his ass.

"It's okay," he muttered against his lips, sucking the top one into his mouth. Minho whined, his thighs tensing as he clenched around the plug. "Don't hold it, cum as fast as you need to," he whispered, trailing kisses to his cheek before sucking his jaw. Minho nodded, rubbing circles on his tip. He cried out, Chan holding him tight as he came into his hand.

"Fuck," Minho groaned, wiping it onto Chan's shirt. Chan gently pushed the plug back in.

"Let's go back down, you need to say goodbye to your dad," Minho huffed but let Chan get changed and take him downstairs anyway.

"Minho! Come hug your dad, you're not going to see me for a week," His father smiled, opening his arms. Minho nodded, hesitantly walking over to hug him. "No funny business when I'm away, boy," he warned lowly so the others didn't hear. Minho nodded and walked back towards Jisung, nibbling his bottom lip. Minho and Jisung had learned how to communicate just with facial expressions or slight hand/finger movements. Once Jisung worked out what his dad said he scoffed quietly, trying so hard not to let his eyes roll back in annoyance. When he finally left Jisung crossed his arms.

"What funny business are you gonna get up to other than getting laid," Minho put a hand over his mouth, face red.

"Shut up," Minho groaned, jabbing him in the side. "You're pushing your best friend status," he chuckled, throwing an arm over his shoulder.

"Well, I'm not wrong am I? And if you're going to do the other thing I'm sure you'll be at Chan's anyways," Jisung shrugged, hinting at the weed.

"Chan's got a special thing for it so not necessarily," he smirked, the eldest just nodding.

"Speaking of that, me and Lix were gonna do it if you wanna join?"

"Nah, Minho says he has something for me," Chan smiled, turning down the offer.

"You're using it?" He whispered-yelled, the other nodding. The pair giggled quietly. "Does it fit well, are you okay? Chan treating you good?" Minho laughed a little louder.

"He moved it down for me earlier, I almost came when we were dancing in the kitchen. Buy me a smaller one next time," he whispered back.

"Noted, any specific colours?" Jisung pulled out his phone and loaded it in a sex shop.

"Hmm, glass with a mint gem," he watched him scroll. Felix, Chan and his mother look very confused.

"The one you have in is glass, so that seems like a yes," Jisung clicked one, a size down from the one he bought last time. "Like it?" He said a bit louder, not liking having to whisper.

"Love it, also, what's that?" Jisung added it to the cart before clicking a longer-looking plug; he showed Minho the name and description, "Oh, I so need one of those glass see-through ones," Jisung laughed at the other needing a dildo but added it to the cart anyway.

"Why are we doing this surrounded by people?" Jisung laughed, going to the checkout.

"I don't know, but it's kinda funny," Minho shrugged, opening his banking app.

"I'll pay for the thing, you pay for the smaller one," Minho nodded and sent him over the price of the small plug, "I'll be back in a week with gifts for Minho!" He announced, standing up and grabbing Felix.

"Bye! Thanks, Sung!" The rest bid goodbye, Chan deciding it was a good time to wake up Yeoseob with a cookie.

"Wanna play with your mom while I help Minho with his homework again?" Chan asked handing him a cooled-down cookie. Yeoseob nodded, he had missed his mom. He waddled over and hugged her, the woman taking him up to the guest room to play video games. "Oh, bunny," he purred, leaning into his ear.

"Mhm, Hyung," he was already breathless. Chan picked him up by his thighs, walking him upstairs. Chan shut the door before laying him down on the bed, gently pulling off his hoodie and kissing his arms and stomach.

"You're so pretty," Chan smiled, lapping over his nipple before tugging it with his teeth. Minho moaned, moving his hand to run his fingers through Chan's hair. "So worked up over nothing, poor baby," He taunted, tugging the nipple again. Minho huffed. He just wanted to be touched.

"Please, please, Hyung," He whined, bucking his hips to rut against him. Chan hummed against his chest, sucking small hickeys.

"Minho, I'm cooking dinner. What would you like?" Minho pulled Chan's head up, a small groan slipping past his lips.

"Anything! Just something small for me," He yelled, watching Chan pull off his pants.

"Pretty, so pretty," Chan cooed, leaning down and biting his thigh. He moaned louder, head dipping into the pillows.

"Stop- Stop teasing," He whined, wiggling his ass.

"Patience, I'll give you everything, bunny," Chan comforted, sucking hickeys into his thighs. "Think you can take multiple orgasms?" He asked, rubbing circles on his legs.

"I can do as many as you want, Hyung," Minho confirmed, letting him spread his legs wider. Chan hummed, tugging the plug out of him slowly.

"Do you feel comfortable going on your stomach?" Minho nodded and let him flip his body over, pulling his ass in the air. Minho whimpered, the other blowing on his hole before slipping his tongue past the rim. He gripped the pillows in front of him, eyes squeezing shut as he moaned pathetically. Chan squeezed his ass, sucking his entrance while massaging the skin. Minho gasped, Chan's tongue felt so good inside of him. His fingers curled into the sheets, quick pants and moans quickly filling the room. Chan ran his fingers down his thighs, moulding the skin and digging his nails in.

"Hyung- love it," He whined, pushing his ass back and letting Chan move his body as he pleased. He pushed his legs wider, forcing his back to arch as he reached for the lube in Minho's drawer. Despite him having the plug, Chan wanted to double checked he was stretched enough for his cock. Minho whined as his tongue slowed, spreading his knees further apart. "Please, please," Minho mumbled. Chan pulled out, chuckling. He pushed in two fingers, opening them up before pushing his tongue back through. Minho pressed his thighs together, fingers curling in the pillowcases.

"Good boy," He panted, licking a stripe up his taint. Minho couldn't respond, his throat too caught up in making pretty noises. Chan hummed, pushing his tongue deep into his hole as his two fingers opened him up. The younger could only whine and moan, his body completely bent under Chan's control.

"Gonna cum," He cried, pushing his ass back on his face.

"Oh, Bunny. So sensitive for me," he cooed, catching his breath.

"Mhm, the plug was so good all day," he groaned, feeling the tongue slip into his hole again. "Oh- hyung!" He whimpered, thighs tensing hard as he tried to stay still for Chan. He was extremely close. His hole started clenching around his fingers while Chan reached between his legs to massage his balls. Some more shaky moans filled the room before he finally cried out Chan's name. The elder pulled away, caressing his ass and kissing his spine.

"My good Bunny," he hummed, laying him on his back. "Want Hyung to fuck you?" he asked, getting up to pull off his clothes.

"Please, please! Oh god just fuck me!" He whined maybe a bit too loud but then again, his mother said she was fine with their relationship. Chan leaned to kiss him, lubing up his dick and sliding in slowly. He held Minho's hands, pressing them to the bed behind his head. "Move, I'm okay just move, Hyung!" Chan kissed him again, chuckling at his eagerness.

"Oh Bunny, why don't you listen hm? Working yourself up all day and not telling me until you were begging to cum, that's not being a good bunny is it?" Minho could've sobbed, he needed this more than anything right now. "What will Hyung get if I fuck you?"

"Cum- Cum on my face and in me, please," He pleaded, hoping Chan would give in.

"Want me to fill you up and plug you? Wanna walk around stuffed with Hyung's cum?" Minho nodded instantly, his hips bucking. "Okay, don't cry handsome," He kissed his neck, pulling out and pushing in softly, just as usual.

"Harder," Minho blushed, head back as Chan kept his arms pinned above his head.

"I could fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk, bun,"

"Do it," Chan eased him into the pace, speeding up every few thrusts until Minho was sobbing. "Yes- just like that Hyung!" he cried out, legs spreading out as he tried to push onto his dick. Chan let go of his wrists, one hand on his waist and the other supporting him on the bed. Minho quickly clung to his back, clawing down on the skin as he moaned out all sorts of things. His mind was foggy, eyes rolling back as Chan gripped the back of his hair and tugged hard.

"So good, so fucking good for me," Chan panted, head dropping as sweat fell onto Minho's stomach. His prostate was getting hit repeatedly, his body arching off the bed squirming in pleasure. "Oh, look, baby," He groaned, watching his stomach. Minho looked down, moaning at the sight of his stomach bulging over and over with each harsh thrust. "Do you like that baby? Are you so full?"

"S' full, full of Hyung," He panted. The force of Chan's thrusts was pushing him up the bed, his fingers almost tearing the sheets from his grip. Chan moved to grab his hips, almost slamming him back down onto his cock after he moved too far up. Minho moved his legs to wrap around Chan's back, his feet locking behind to make sure he wouldn't slip out or slow down.

"God, just look at you. My pretty bunny to use up whenever I'd like," Chan taunted, leaning down to suck pretty marks into his chest.

"I'm all yours," He mumbled, not wanting his voice to break into a moan as he said it. Chan smirked against his neck, tugging on his hair to receive a loud moan.

"Good bunny, such a good boy," Minho could've come from the way he was talking to him, switching to English to practically pur dirty words into his ear. His body was shaking, more tears falling down his cheeks as he tried to rut his cock over Chan's stomach. He removed one hand from scratching at Chan's back, wrapping it around the head of his cock as he fucked up into his palm.

"Close, close," He cried out, thighs trembling around Chan's hips. Chan shook his head, reaching down to wrap his fingers around his base to stop his orgasm. "Hyung, Hyung- fuck!" He complained, his whole body aching and begging to cum.

"Bunny," he cooed, biting down on his neck, "You're throbbing in my hand, so needy to cum and yet you can't" Chan teased, pulling up to see his face. "So beautifully fucked," He whispered, slamming his hips forward hard forcing Minho through a dry orgasm.

"Ah- ahh Hyung! Please I wanna cum," he whined, trying to wiggle away but also pulling Chan closer.

"Hmm, one more then you can cum, yeah? Be a good bunny for me," Minho nodded, he was gonna lose his voice after this, no doubt. Chan kissed him hard, sucking his tongue and licking his pretty front teeth. Minho grasped his hair, keeping their lips locked in a messy kiss. He bit his bottom lip, groaning in pleasure as Chan gripped his cock to push him further. Minho pulled away, panting harshly as he threw his head back. Chan stopped at his base again, his second dry orgasm ripping through him as he sobbed Chan's name. "Good boy, such a good bunny. Wanna cum for Hyung now? Want Hyung to fill you up so good?" Chan asked as his orgasm was not far off now. Minho nodded and held onto his shoulder blades, back arching even further as Chan stroked his cock fast.

"Yes, yes Hyung-" Minho babbled, his body thrashing as he tried to calm down before his orgasm hit. Chan didn't slow down, his head in his neck to hear all his pathetic moans and whimpers. He was beautiful like this, red in the face with tear tracks flowing down his cheeks. Chan loved seeing him break just so he could pull him back together with each touch. "Gonna cum," He whined, seeing stars from how good he felt.

"Go on, I'm so proud of you bunny," He praised, wrapping his lips around his nipple. Minho moaned pathetically, thick ropes of cum squirting from his tip as he cried Chan's name. He kept fucking him, panting hard as he also reached his high, filling Minho up.

"So good, so full," He panted, head laying back as his body lay still. Chan pulled out, pushing the plug in and hugging him. "You're still hard," he mumbled, pulling Chan on top of him. "Cum on my face, please," he asked softly, Chan nodding.

"Open up," he tapped his jaw, scooting up the bed and sitting on his chest. Chan angled his cock to his face, stroking himself to Minho's fucked out face. It didn't take him long at all, he was so beautiful. His mouth hung open, eyes closed with flushed cheeks. Chan reached out to run his fingers over his two front teeth, they're so perfect. He moved his finger to his upper lip, pushing it about with a small smirk. It was so suckable and pretty, he needed to fuck his mouth one day. When he came it landed on his face as planned, gladly licking it off like last time, making sure to suck his two front teeth and upper lip last. "I love you, I love you, baby," Chan hummed, hugging him close.

"Loves you," Minho whispered, all fucked out and tired.

"Let me clean you up," Chan mumbled, picking him up and wrapping a blanket around them both to get to the bathroom. Chan ran the bath, holding Minho's hand as he sat letting the cum drip out and into the toilet. He helped him in first, climbing behind him and letting him lay on top of him. "You did so good, I'm so proud of you," Chan smiled, kissing the top of his head while washing him down. He massaged his hair while washing it, it must've hurt after being pulled. When they were done Chan made sure he was cleaned out properly before getting him dressed in shorts and an oversized shirt. Chan got dressed after, carrying him downstairs to get their food.

"Uh... yeah food is on the table," His mother smiled, face blushing over. "Uhm, is he okay? I heard you guys," She chuckled.

"Yeah, just if you can, put Yeoseob asleep at nine. I need to give him proper aftercare once we've eaten," Chan explained, hugging Minho.

"Whats aftercare?" She asked, Chan's face could only drop.

"I'll tell you tomorrow, I need to take care of him," Chan smiled, helping Minho eat his food. "Goodnight," He called, pecking Yeoseob on the forehead before taking Minho upstairs and laying him down.

"In, please," He teared up again, he'd already cried once while eating. Chan lubed himself up and slid in, hugging him close and kissing his neck softly. "I love you, go to sleep for me then tomorrow we can do whatever you like, we can even go see the kittens again,"

"Please, I miss them," Minho mumbled, a small smile on his face. "It's a date," he blushed, letting Chan hug him tight.

"Anything with you is a date, love,"

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Minho woke up first this time, Chan still inside him while hugging his waist. He gently riggled off his cock, pulling on some comfy clothes and heading downstairs. He was fully dressed in Chan's clothes, the neck of the T-shirt hanging down to show his bruised shoulder. "Good morning. I'm taking Yeoseob out to the park later. We have a lot of bonding to catch up on," His mother smiled, holding the blonde boy's hand.

"Ah, that's good. Me and Chan are going on a date," he blushed. It felt great to be open to his mother. She nodded and picked up her youngest son.

"You and Chan are so in love, I love it," she smiled, "Oh, and I moved the company and house into my name," She explained, bouncing Yeoseob on her hip.

"Really? That's good," Minho chuckled, jumping when two arms found their way around their waist.

"Guess who," He mumbled, half asleep.

"Chan?"

"Nope"

"My boyfriend?"

"Correct," Chan laughed, spinning him around and pecking his lips. "You excited to see the kittens all grown up?" Minho nodded, kissing him again.

"Ooo, Uncle Channie kissed Minnie!" Yeoseob clapped his hands with a cute smile. The three laughed, Minho going over and pecking his forehead.

"Yes, yes he did," He smiled, feeling Chan grip his hips. "We're going to go out soon. Be nice to Mom," Minho called, Chan throwing him over his shoulder and waking away.

"That was a moan," Chan laughed, slapping his ass only for him to moan again.

"Stop," He blushed, hiding away. "I like it when you force me into different positions," Chan hummed, grabbing his thigh with one hand and the other running over his hole through his pants.

"You're adorable. Get dressed," Chan put him down, pulling on his jeans from yesterday with one of Minho's oversized hoodies. Minho got into Chan's clothes again, wrapping his arms around him as they stood still for a little. "Ready to go?" Chan asked, kissing him slowly. Minho nodded, clasping his waist to tug him closer.

"Let's get high tonight," Minho blushed, hiding away in his neck. Chan gladly agreed before leading him downstairs. "By Mom! Bye Yeoseob!" Minho yelled, pulling Chan out the front door and to the elder's car. Minho's hand found a home on his thigh again, watching out the window the entire way there. It didn't take long since they were already on Minho's side of town.

"Come on," Chan laughed, seeing the other get nervous.

"What if they don't like me anymore," He whined, climbing out and searching for Chan's hand.

"They will, I promise," He smiled, pecking his cheek and pulling him into the cafe. They went to the back again, Minho's favourite orange cat coming to sit on his feet.

"I fucking want one," he pouted, reaching down to grab the kitten. "I think I'll cry if I leave without him again," Minho snorted, pushing his nose against the fur.

"All the cats in here are up for adoption. You can technically have him if I ask my sister," Chan offered, holding his hips.

"Can you ask?" Chan nodded and left the room, Minho choosing to sit at the table and snuggle the small orange and white cat. He returned with his sister, a small smile on his lips as he handed Minho some paper.

"Oh, you also get boyfriend privileges. He's free for you only. Others have to pay the adoption fee," Chan chuckled, giving him a pen. Minho quickly filled in his details, Chan taking the cat and stroking it in the corner of the seat beside his lover. "Whatcha gonna call him?" He asked, pecking the cat's nose.

"Soonie," Minho mumbled, trying to focus on the words on the page. When he finished he handed them to his sister, a small smile on his face. "Thank you," He picked up the cat, mushing his face into the fur.

"No problem. Is Minho coming to the family dinner on Friday?" She asked, turning to Chan.

"I haven't asked yet, you know how Grandma and Grandad are," Chan sighed, petting Minho's hand instead of the cat.

"Babe, that's my hand," Minho chuckled, the other turning red as he reached for the actual cat.

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"Lix," Jisung mumbled, head lifting from over the bong they shared.

"Yeah?" Felix answered, running his fingers through his hair.

"Do you think Minho is doing better now? He seems so happy and his mother accepts him, I hope he's not pretending again," He sighed, handing it to Felix.

"He genuinely seems happy, Ji. Chan is taking care of him plus they're on a date right now," Jisung nodded and watched him finish what was left before moving it to the bedside table.

"C'mere," He reached forward, Felix easily clambering into his lap to straddle his thighs. "I want you," he mumbled, head on his shoulder peppering kisses. Felix hummed, fingers running down his shoulders to his back.

"I'm all yours," Felix responded, letting Jisungs hands fall to his ass. He squeezed one side, harshly spanking it soon after. He let out a pathetic moan, the fabric of the jeans getting in the way of his pleasure. Jisung carefully lay him on the bed, undoing the button and tugging the zipper down with his teeth.

"How do you get more beautiful every day," Jisung told himself, pulling the jeans off Felix's ankles.

"You should ask yourself the same thing," Felix purred, the other spreading his legs to kiss his thighs. "Ji," he sighed, leaning into the cushions.

"What do you want today, what are your boundaries," Jisung asked, mind hazy from the drug. But no matter how high he was he'd always ensure Felix was okay before anything.

"Tie my arms behind my back and my calves to my thighs, please," Felix blushed. Jisung nodded and reached under the bed, pulling up some soft, light blue rope. Felix pulled off his shirt, Jisung rolling him over and carefully moving his arms to lay flat on his back so he could tie them together. "I love you," Felix hummed, turning his head to see Jisung.

"I love you," Jisung smiled, pecking his lips before finishing the piece by his wrists in an easy removal bow. Felix sighed contently, feeling Jisung manoeuvre him to an easier position for his legs. Once he finished, Felix sat on his ankles, the top half pushed flush against the bed. "Look at you, could I take a picture?" Felix quickly agreed, the elder pulling his Polaroid camera from his bedside table. He let the picture develop, showing the other with a smirk on his lips.

"I look like that? Right now? Fuck..." He muttered, squeezing his thighs together.

"You're ass looks so fucking good," Jisung groaned, grabbing both cheeks and massaging the skin in circles. "I could eat the fuck out of you," Felix whined, tensing his hole. "But that'd be too soon, pup,"

"Mhm, can you degrade me and spank me, the usual," Felix asked, pushing his knees apart. Jisung agreed and slapped his upper thigh, a pitiful moan ripping through the air. Felix pushed his hips back, the lingering sting on his thigh being incredibly arousing.

"Such a messy slut," Jisung cooed, watching his lover's cock leak precum.

"Take your clothes off," he whined, tugging at the ropes. Jisung tutted, slapping his right ass cheek.

"I make the demands here, mutt," Felix whined, his back arching on the next impact. Jisung carefully ran his hands up his thighs, over his ass and his arms, taking in each breathy noise. Felix was sensitive, every small touch got him going during sex. "I'm going to get up, okay sweetheart? I'm not leaving, I promise," Jisung confided, smoothing a hand over his ass before standing up. He went to his drawer and pulled out some aloe gel, lube and a plug.

"Sungie," he whimpered, head dizzy as he fell into subspace.

"Sungie is here, just getting your stuff so it's easier to clean up," Jisung smiled, grabbing his drop box just in case. Either way, Felix loved using his sub-drop kit even when he hadn't dropped after sex.

Inside was one of Jisung's t-shirts, a bottle of Jisung's perfume, a small plush Jisung had gifted him and a bottle of lemon Fanta. Every sub needed a sub-drop kit, and Jisung learned the hard way when Felix actually dropped. They were only seventeen when it happened, three years ago and to say Jisung shat himself was an understatement. With a few weeks of work, Felix was finally okay, all the items in the box he had come accustomed to those weeks, and that's what they decided to go with.

"Fuck me," Felix pulled Jisung out of his thoughts, the elder turning around to give him a warm smile.

"Soon, my love," Jisung wanted him to get accustomed to his headspace before he continued degrading him. Jisung got back on the bed, placing everything on the nightstand before kissing just above the back of Felix's knee. He worked his way up his left leg, sucking and biting the sensitive skin over and over until he was a shaking mess. "Wanna cum just from me touching your pretty thighs?"

"Mmhm, please," Felix whimpered, Jisung's fingers barely brushing the skin, the sense of burning forming beneath each faint touch. He spread his legs, kissing his legs briefly before leaning in and sucking a few hickeys. It was easily Felix's favourite thing, having Jisung between his legs.

"Pretty boy, my pretty mess," Jisung muttered, biting down harder. Felix whined, panting at each touch.

"Sung, please," he cried, Jisung chuckled. His fingers brushed the top of his cock as he lathered his thighs with attention. "Wait, touch me," he mumbled, Jisung obliging and wrapping his fingers around the base of his cock, stroking it. Felix let a smile fall over his lips Jisung felt so good on him. Jisung made his way up to his balls, sucking the skin into his mouth. Felix was very sensitive, his thighs already tensing hard. "Need to cum," he whined, pushing back on him. Jisung hummed around his balls, focusing his fingers on his tip while his other hand nipped his thighs. A few more whined and forced their way out of Felix, cum spilling from his spent tip.

"Good boy," he hummed, kissing both of his ass cheeks. "Pretty thing, I bed you're dying to be stuffed full of my cock," Felix nodded, clenching his hole. Jisung blew on his hole, watching the muscle spasm before pulling away and sitting back.

"Fuck me, fill me please," Felix could only whine, head mushed into the cushions.

"Mm is my little baby ovulating? Does he want Sungie to breed him?"

"Yes, please, pretty please breed me," he sobbed, pushing his ass back the best he could. Jisung chuckled, squeezing his ass in his palms.

"Dumb mutt, all worked up for my dick and it's nowhere near you," Jisung chuckled, scratching his back.

"Mmh, fuck-" Jisung knew how much the feeling of nails scratching down his back made him feel. He did it a few more times before pressing three fingers on his bottom lip.

"Make them wet, baby," Felix easily latched onto them, suckling against his skin making sure to gather up as much spit as he could around his fingers. Jisung watched, he knew they were wet enough but fuck did Felix look good sucking on things. "Can I fuck your mouth while I open you?"

"Please," Jisung pulled him down the bed by his ass, sitting in front of his face with his legs spread wide enough for him to pull Felix back. Felix instinctively wrapped his lips around his tip, sucking ever so slightly.

"Good boy, I can't wait to fuck you so full with my cum, breed you up with my babies," Jisung taunted, pushing two fingers deep into his hole. Felix fell forward with a moan, Jisung's cock slipping down his throat. Jisung made quick work of his hole as Felix sucked his dick, needing to slip into him as soon as possible. Felix hollowed his cheeks, Jisung's dick prodding the back of his throat. "So beautiful," Jisung groaned, tangling his fingers through his hair. He spread his fingers wide a few times, pressing a third through the swollen ring. Felix whined around his cock, teething at the shaft. Jisung carefully bucked his hips at a gentle pace, getting him used to the progressing feeling. His bound hands tensed, stretching out before forming small, shaking fists. Tears pricked his eyes as Jisung's cock gagged him, his thighs spreading beneath him to go lower. "Now now, I wanna cum in your ass not your mouth," Jisung chuckled, tugging him off and catching his lips in a kiss. Felix whined and pushed against his lips. He pulled his fingers out, squeezing his ass gently while moving to settle on his knees behind him.

"Need it, need you," Felix begged, pleads tumbling from his wet, swollen lips.

"I know," Jisung hummed, placing a pillow under his head for stability. Felix rubbed his cheek against it, arching his back to present his ass to Jisung. The elder laughed, pecking his right ass cheek. "Ready, love?"

"Yes, please," Felix whimpered, the other squeezing his ass before spreading the skin apart. He put the head of his cock against his hole, pressing in gently. Felix gasped, arms tensing hard. Jisung chuckled, double-checking if the ropes still had space for one finger between the gap. When he bottomed out Felix was panting, eyes closed with flushed cheeks. "Good, s' good please," He whined, clenching around him. Jisung put his hand in between his bound ones, the younger gripping it tight.

"God, I love you, baby," Jisung groaned beginning to thrust into him. Felix moaned loudly, bottom lip slipping in between his teeth. He leaned down and pecked his bicep, moving past it to suck a few hickeys on his shoulder. Felix kept his eyes shut, letting his body fall limp as Jisung used his hole.

"Loves you, so much, more than anything," Felix babbled into the pillow. Jisung smiled, eyes trained on the jiggling fat of his ass and thighs. He loved it when Felix didn't watch his weight and work out, watching his skin jiggle on impact when they fucked was his favourite thing ever.

"I can't wait to fill you up, reduce you to a moaning mess," Jisung taunted, gripping his ass before landing a harsh spank. The red of the handprint formed almost instantly, Jisung groaned as he did it again.

"Sungie!" Felix whined, opening his knees and pushing back on him. "Harder, harder," Jisung hummed, snapping his hips fast and shallow. Felix started whining, drool slipping down his face as he moaned pathetically. Jisung tugged on his restraints, using them as an anchor to his deeper into his ass.

"Such a slut, a little princess I can store my kids in, hm? Want me to fuck you pregnant?" Jisung grunted with each movement, tongue stuck out slightly in focus.

"Please, oh god please," Jisung chuckled, his movements becoming deep and thought out. Felix cried out, Jisung's cock abusing the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Like that, mutt? So fucking messy, such a dumb bitch," Jisung groaned into his ear, leaning over his bound arms to suck at the back of his neck. He carefully brought his other hand to his cock, twisting his hand around the base up to the head.

"Good, more," he panted, doing his best to fuck himself on his dick. Jisung chuckled at his attempts, caressing his upper thigh before spanking his ass. "Sung-- Please," Jisung kissed his shoulder, pushing his upper half further into the mattress.

"Shh, you're doing do good," he praised, the younger's hole erratically clenching around him. "So close, you're okay," Felix whimpered, his cock spurting cum onto his thighs.

"'Nother, more please," He whined, eyes squeezing shut. Jisung hummed, pushing his hips deeper. Felix mewled, back arching as he panted heavily. He loved being overstimulated, Jisung hunting his prostate with every thrust. "Please-- Sungie please, please," Felix sobbed, body shaking beneath him.

"Good little slut, hm? I'm so close, gonna take it? Let me fill you, breed you up?" Jisung groaned, head dropping down onto Felix's shoulder.

"Oh- yes, yes please, fill me up, Sungie!" Felix wailed, waiting for his favourite feeling. Jisung grunted, closing his eyes as his mouth hung agape. He was so close.

"Fuck-- Felix," He moaned, filling his ass. Felix followed after, coming again on his thighs as he whined. "Fuck, want me to plug you? Keep my kids deep inside of you? You'd like that wouldn't you," Jisung panted, grabbing the lube and the plug. He got it ready and pulled out, gently pushing the plug in his hole.

"Sung, off," Felix mumbled, tugging at the rope. Jisung carefully untied his arms and legs. He helped him stretch out, rolling him onto his back so he could cover the rope burn in aloe vera gel. "Tired, hold me," Jisung nodded and wiped them down with some baby wipes.

"You were so good," Jisung hummed, laying beside him and pulling him on his chest. "Go to sleep, I love you,"

"Mhm, loves you," Felix murmured, laying against his chest and falling asleep.

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The small orange cat nestled in the crook of Minho's neck. They were in Chan's car, the younger of the two cooing over the kitten. "Chan, I love him," he pouted, watching him sleep.

"I know, let's go get some cat stuff for him," Chan chuckled, pulling out of the car park and driving to a nearby pet shop. Minho rang his mam and told her everything, the other encouraging him to get the best for their new family member.

"We can get him a cat tree!" He squeaked, dragging Chan along. He adored happy Minho, he'd do anything to keep him that way. Once Minho decided on a lilac multilevel cat tree they headed off to the counter. They had cat food, litter boxes, little costumes, bowls, collars, and bows. Chan had even grabbed a little something for Minho when he was in pet space, a small chewable carrot.

"Let's go to yours?" Minho nodded and scooped the cat from Chan who grabbed the bags.

"Mom! Mom! Look here's Soonie!" Minho giggled, presenting the kitten as he walked into the living room. Chan came in dumping the stuff down and back hugging the other.

"Awh, he's precious," She beamed, walking forward and petting the kitten. Minho nodded with a huge smile, Chan coming up behind him and pecking his neck.

"If I need to I can look after him too," Chan offered, nosing down his neck and rubbing his stomach.

"I can't wait until I can get with someone I like," his mom sighed, watching the happy couple.

"When he comes back we both can sit and have a talk with him," Minho smiled, letting Chan pull him down onto the settee. He sat over his lap facing his mom, Soonie fast asleep in his arms. Chan covered his face in kisses, hugging his waist tightly as they rocked back and forth.

"I love you, you're so cute, my little bunny," Chan mumbled into his shoulder.

"Minho?" Minho's head shot up, pushing himself from Chan and running upstairs with Soonie. "You- What did you do to my son?" Chan looked up with with large eyes.

"It's not- it's not what it looks like," he spluttered, standing up. Minho's dad slowly walked toward him, a daunting look on his face.

"You, go get that fag," He demanded, pointing to his wife. She sighed and headed upstairs, Minho was curled up in the bathroom, hands over his mouth.

"Minho, baby come here," She spoke quietly, crouching down beside him.

"He's gonna hurt him," he sobbed, feeling the kitten brush his foot.

"He won't, Chan's a big boy, he could easily overpower your dad," She reassured, kissing his forehead. "I've told Felix to keep Yeo overnight. I don't think it's safe for him to come home. Do you want him to come get Soonie?"

"No, I need him to do this," he mumbled, picking him up and holding him close.

"Your dad wants you downstairs. I'll be with you, though," She helped Minho off the floor, wiping away his tears and pecking his forehead. "Come on, I'll hold your hand if you'd like."

"Thanks, Mam," He smiled, holding onto her hand as he led him downstairs. Minho trailed behind, Soonie in one hand and his other grasping his mother's.

"Something you need to tell me? Minho." Minho's lips were pursed into a straight line, his eyes red and puffy.

"Uhm, I'm gay, Manshik," Minho mumbled, looking down.

"Feeling cocky, kid? First naming me while telling me you're gay," He tutted walking forward. "And you, why are you even touching him!" He yelled, dragging his wife by her collar and pushing her away.

"Don't touch her," Minho whimpered out, his voice failing him.

"You think she cares about you? You're gay, you're nothing to us, you never were," His voice was calm yet the look on his face was livid.

"I do care about him. He's my son," She spat, Chan pulling her behind him.

"Touch any of them and I swear to God," he muttered, reaching for Minho's hand.

"The house is in my name, I need you to leave," His mother stepped out, head up. Her eyes were watery, cheeks dusted red.

"Eunchae-- This is my fucking house," He yelled, taking a stride forward.

"The company is mine too, it always was you gold-digging asshole. I've been stuck in this fucking relationship because you apparently couldn't survive on your own. I've had enough Manshik, I'm done with your manipulation, your gaslighting and I'm done with you treating my son like a piece of shit. Fuck off and never come back," Minho gave her a small smile, slipping behind Chan to hold her hand.

"Don't fucking tell me you're one of them," He muttered, tilting his head.

"I never said I was. But if you really need to know, yes I am, and if you're not careful I'll be fucking your sister next, now get out before I call the cops," Manshik tutted, Chan cocking an eyebrow as if to tell him to hurry along.

"Can I get my stuff?"

"It'll be at the company within three business days. You can pick it up if I'm not there. I'll send the divorce papers through too so don't bother trying anything." Manshik turned around and stormed out, Eunchae letting out a deep breath. "I told you he wouldn't hurt him, baby," She comforted, rubbing Minho's back.

"Minnie, come here," Chan opened his arms, Minho put the kitten down before hugging the elder tightly. "You're okay, I'm okay. And most importantly, your dad is gone and you both are free," Chan opened his arm and let Eunchae into the hug, holding them both.

"Thanks for everything," She smiled, pulling away. "You two get comfy, I'll make you food," Minho nodded and scooped up the cat, Chan grabbed the bags and headed upstairs.

"So, cat tree over there, bed goes there..." Minho trailed off pointing to where he thinks things should go. He wanted the bed beside his own and the cat tree by his desk. Chan wrapped his arms around his waist, kissing his cheek.

"Let's lay down for a bit, love. I'm sure Soonie would like to get adjusted to the area on his terms so put some food down and we'll cuddle, okay?" Minho nodded, putting two bowls down. One he filled with special kitten milk. Chan opened his arms, the younger pulling off his shirt and flopping on his chest.

"I love you, I don't even know anymore," He mumbled, nuzzling into his neck. Chan caressed his back, nose pressed into his hair.

"Mhm, I love you," Chan whispered into his hair, kissing his temple. "If that didn't work out I was stealing you and you were gonna live with me," He chuckled, lifting his head. Minho looked up, a dazed look on his face. "Are you okay?" He asked, pecking his nose.

"Yeah, just overwhelmed and I kinda just wanna feel good," He giggled, bucking his hips.

"You're adorable. Does my bunny wanna ride my thigh?" Chan cooed, lips brushing his. Minho nodded, pushing his face against Chan's. He got up pulling off his pants while Chan removed his own. Minho lay back on him his thighs bracketing Chan's left one. He pulled the blanket back up, Chan wrapping his arms around him. "Wanna watch a movie?" Minho agreed and Chan set it up, pulling up the Five Nights at Freddy's movie. Minho hummed and carefully ground against his thigh.

"Ngh-- God that feels so good," He panted, thrusting against the muscular surface. Chan held his hips, guiding him. "Kiss me, please," he whined, the elder holding his cheek and bringing him close. Minho pressed their lips together, Chan's tongue passing by instantly. The movie played quietly in the background, Minho's pants and soft moans overtaking it now and then. Chan groped his ass, a finger running over his hole before focusing on his ass cheek. He squeezed it hard, gently tapping the skin.

"Wanna try spanking? You seemed to like it when I picked you up," Chan mentioned, rubbing his ass.

"Mhm, just not too hard," Minho smiled, the elder humming. He pulled his hand away, letting Minho continue to grind as he angled his hand to where would hurt less. He spanked his upper thigh, a high-pitched moan slipping from his lips.

"Hmm, was that nice, bunny?"

"Yes, so good. Again," Chan nodded and slapped his ass this time, moaning louder. "Mm, I love it, but jus' this now. Want you to hit me when you're fucking me," Minho admitted, groaning when his balls rubbed against him just right. He lay his head on his pec, rocking his hips faster.

"Are you comfortable? Want any lube on your cock?" Minho thought for a bit before nodding, it might make the initial thrusts easier. Chan reached over, helping Minho sit up. He held his cock, lathering it in lube and carefully wrapped his palm around him to spread it out.

"Hey, Minho, I bought some locks, do you want me to install them? Oh shit-" She walked in checking out the door handle before looking up. "Well, protection boys, this is a sex-positive household so don't even think about freaking out!" Minho chuckled and shook his head.

"You know, I think she's the best mother I could ask for. Anyway, move your hand so I can ride your thigh," Chan moved his thigh and held his hips, pulling them forward. Minho whined loudly, pathetically thrusting against his thigh. Chan hummed, his dick sprung against his stomach. Minho poured some lube on his palm, jerking his cock while he sloppily rode. It was messy and loud, exactly how Chan liked him.

"Silly bunny," He purred, groaning at every stroke. Minho's head was stuffed into his neck, mouth hung open filling the room with heavy pants.

"Channie-- Hyung 'm close," he whimpered, the elder digging his nails into the skin to move him firmer on his thigh. Minho let his head fall back, his free hand gripping Chan's blonde mop of hair.

"Shh, come for Hyung," Chan cooed, brushing his upper thigh with his thumb.

"Please, Hyung, Hyu-- Hyung- Fuck Hyung!" He wailed, cum spurting from his strained tip, eyes squeezing shut as he heaved a breath. Chan soothed the swell of his ass, covering his chest in small pecks as Minho touched his cock.

"Fuck, Min... You don't have to," Chan panted, a nail passing his slit.

"Wanna be a good bunny for Hyung. Please please, am good bunny," Chan smiled and gently played with his hair.

"You'll always be my good bunny. Touching Hyung so well," He comforted, bucking his hips into Minho's palm. "Is my pretty bunny gonna make me cum?"

"Can I? Can I please," Minho sobbed into his shoulder, free hand clasping onto his shoulder blade.

"Of course, you can," Minho nodded, moving his hand faster. Chan groaned lowly, mouth hanging open as he panted into Minho's neck. It wasn't long before Chan came all over Minho's hand, the younger lapping it all up and showing off his empty mouth. Chan chuckled and pulled him down, hugging him tight while kissing him slowly.

"Hungry," Minho whispered, biting down on his shoulder. Chan winced before patting his forehead to tell him off. Minho only gave him a lopsided smile while he got them both dressed. He carried Minho downstairs and placed him on the settee in his lap. "Hyung," he whimpered, the other blushing. His mother had been bringing their plates in.

"Shh, Bunny. Let me feed you then we can go cuddle. Okay?" Chan optioned and kissed his cheek.

"Mmm, wan' Hyung," He muttered after a few mouth fulls, eyes glossed over and cheeks tinted pink.

"I'll get you up soon, when we're upstairs we'll get you out of pet space and in a nice bubble bath, yeah?" Minho agreed and the other fed him slowly.

"You're so sweet Chan," Eunchae smiled, watching him take care of Minho.

"I'd like to think that, but aftercare is common sense," Chan chuckled in response, carding his fingers through Minho's hair.

"So, what exactly is aftercare?" She asked, sipping her tea.

"Basically, it's something you do after sex or any sexual moment. But it really depends on the person. Some of my previous partners wanted to not be touched but to be able to see me, some wanted specific items. But it's not only that if you're... Well, exploring and your sub has a headspace they'll also need bringing up and grounding. Doms also need aftercare. For me personally, I just need to see him and know he's okay. There's something called sub-dropping and dom-dropping, that's probably something you should look into. I don't know if Min is comfortable sharing what his needs are," Chan explained with a faint blush on his cheeks.

"Hyung can say,"

"Alright Bunny, Minho always needs to be touching me he needs to be cock warming me after more intense moments or right after sex. He's also a pet so I need to help him out of that, and get him stable. He usually needs to be touching me for at least the rest of the day, even sometimes the next morning," Chan rambled, playing with his hair.

"Mhmm wanna sit on Hyung," Minho whined, pushing himself against him. Chan tugged him up onto his lap, holding his waist. "Empty, wanna be up 'nd full of Hyung," Chan flushed red, lifting him and walking away to their room. Eunchae chuckling at his reaction.

"Oh baby, come here," Chan sat them down, pulling Minho back on his lap. He turned the taps on and sat on the toilet seat, kissing his neck and humming softly. "Just a little longer, then I can be in you, okay?"

"Hmm,"

"What's your name?" Chan asked, nosing behind his ear.

"Bunny,"

"What's my name?" Chan raised an eyebrow, they hadn't had sex and yet he was further than usual.

"Hyung. My Hyungie," Minho babbled, bouncing in his lap. Chan hummed, pulling the carrot toy out of his pocket and wiggling it against his lips. Minho bit into it straight away, pressing back into Chan.

"Come on. Let's get in the bath, okay?" Chan kept him in the bath until he was out of pet space, slowly asking him questions and kissing his head.

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"Minho! Come look!" Eunchae called from the stairway. Minho got up from his desk, wandering downstairs to see his mom with a huge smile and red cheeks. His dad was fully moved out now and the divorce process had begun. "Look, I think she likes me!" She squealed, Minho could've easily mistaken her for a lovesick high schooler.

"She confessed what do you mean you think, Minho snorted. It was his mom's childhood best friend. She was a year or two older than Eunchae and owned a small cafe by the college Minho went to.

"But like isn't it crazy? I could've been dating my God of a best friend when I was with you're Dad?" Minho looked down, rubbing his shoulder.

"Way to make it seem like you didn't want me," he mumbled, biting his bottom lip. He knew that's not what she meant, he was just very sensitive today and missing Chan.

"Oh baby, I would've had you then left your dad if I knew she was waiting. I wouldn't change you for the world, okay? I love you so much, Min," she smiled, pulling him into a hug.

"Love you too," He mumbled, arms around her back. "I miss Chan,"

"Call him over," She resolved, pulling away and heading to the kitchen.

"He's taking an exam at college," Minho pouted, pulling out his phone. "I'm calling Jisung over," His mom nodded and Minho went upstairs, summoning his best friend.

Jisung showed up half an hour later, letting himself in and crashing on top of Minho. "Sup, bitch," he grunted, not bothering to roll off.

"Thanks for the bone-crushing hello," Minho chuckled, hugging him. "Chan's in an exam. Let's go get piercings," Minho decided on the spot, fingers running through Jisung's hair.

"I'm so getting my nipples pierced, and you'd look hot with snakebites. Oh and maybe a nipple piercing too," Jisung rambled, getting up and stretching. "Off we go!" He tugged Minho off the bed and pushed him towards his drawers.

"You might wanna change your top, Sung." Minho chucked an oversized fluffy jumper at him, "It'll probably feel better afterwards," Jisung nodded and changed shirts while Minho got dressed.

"Looking good, ready to deprive Chan of head for four days?" Jisung teased, putting an arm around his shoulder.

"Wait, that's like my favourite thing," Minho huffed, tying his sweats.

"The price to pay to be a hot bitch," Jisung chuckled, grabbing his phone and passing Minho his. After talking it through with Minho's mom, she dropped them off at a local tattoo studio. Minho and Jisung walked in first, waiting for her to grab her purse as she offered to pay. They sat in the waiting room talking through the procedure and taking them back individually to see if they were eligible for the piercings. "My nipples just got called perky," Jisung snorted, sitting next to him.

"Oh, lovely information," Eunchae mumbled to herself, a small smile on her face as she eyed a notification.

"I might only get one nipple done, I'm sensitive there and Chan's not here," Minho laughed, leaning into the cushions before standing up. He was told to lift his shirt and lie down when he got into the room. "Just the right one," He mumbled, bending his legs at the knee. A hiss left his lips as the lady felt around the skin, pulling it forward to see how much room there would be to push a bar through. She hummed to herself before going to pull his bottom lip down.

"Do you bite your lips often?" She asked, noticing the bite marks.

"Uh, no... My boyfriend does though," He muttered with pink cheeks.

"Okay, well if you go through with it please tell him to avoid biting down for a few days and be careful with kissing. Of course, no smoking or vaping until it healed, no drinking alcohol for at least five days, the same with oral sex," She explained with a smile, "You're both good for the piercings, want them done in the same room or separate?"

"He was the one who decided to get the nipple piercings, I'm watching it happen," Minho laughed, laying back on the chair again. Jisung came in, his mother following.

"I got asked to come in just in case one of you fainted," She smiled, sitting on the chair provided. Jisung went first, it didn't seem to hurt that bad, only a slight frown on his face and a hiss each time the needle went through. Minho got his nipple done first, hand in his mouth to stop him from accidentally moaning.

"Jeez, I'll call Chan to go to yours after this," Jisung laughed, Minho was bright red. The lady wouldn't stop trying to get it perfect. She did the same with Jisung, spent ten minutes on each nipple but if she kept going he was going to cum right then and there.

"Stop, just do it," Minho panted, hiding behind his hands.

"Oh- I am so sorry. It seems to be alright I'm just a perfectionist," She chuckled, handing him a pillow to cover himself. She quickly but carefully pierced it, Minho holding back a pitiful moan.

"Does this happen often?" Jisung asked, letting Minho squeeze the life out of his hand.

"Very often. Most people get these for more pleasure in bed anyways," She explained, putting the jewellery in. "Right, still want the snake bites?"

"Yes please, I'm so sorry," Minho mumbled, unhiding his face.

"Trust me, I've had people actually cum. You're fine," She smiled, getting him to clean his mouth with mouthwash. Once his lips were done his mother paid for them both and got them back in the car.

"Drink some water so you don't pass out, Minho put a month in your calendar for when you need the piercing changed," His mom rambled, starting the car and driving them home. Minho did as he was told before messaging Chan.

Hyung, need it so bad. I need you in me, I want to be so full.

He hummed to himself, putting his phone down and gripping his thighs. "Drop me off at Felix's, I'm sure Chan will be home," Jisung spoke up, watching the other fidget. He and Jisung told each other everything so it wasn't out of the blue for one of them to tell the other how horny they were. "You alright?" Minho looked like he was on the verge of tears, his eyes unfocused.

"Hyu-- Hyungie," He sniffled, hiding his face.

"It's okay, Chan will be here soon," Jisung soothed, calling the elder. The music was loud enough that Eunchae couldn't hear them. When Jisung got out Chan was waiting at the door with a bag. After getting permission from his mam to run and get him, Minho jumped out of the car.

"Hey, sweetheart," Chan hummed, opening his arms. Minho crashed into him, tears falling onto his shoulder. "What's wrong?"

"He got something done and now he needs good dicking down," Jisung chuckled, Minho was trying so hard to grind against Chan's hip to no avail. Chan nodded and picked him up, taking him back to the car.

"Hey, Eunchae. Looks like I'm coming over," Chan smiled, climbing in the back. Minho pressed himself against him almost instantly while they waited for Felix to bring Yeoseob out. "Shh, you'll have me. I'll always help," Chan cooed, leaning to buckle Yeoseob in. He'd been with Felix for a while so they could sort everything out with Minho's dad. When they got home, Minho tried to play with Yeoseob, he really did. But all he could think of was Chan's cock.

"Chan, need help with something can you come upstairs?" Minho tilted his head back, eyes blown wide.

"Sure,"

"Can I come?" Yeoseob asked, the other two staring at each other.

"Not now, Yeo. I want you to meet someone very special okay? She's coming over soon," Eunchae crouched beside him, running her nails through his hair.

"But, Mom-"

"It's okay, Min. She won't care," She chuckled, waving them off. Chan helped Minho off of the floor, dragging him upstairs by his hand. Once they got there he quickly grabbed Soonie, taking him to see Yeoseob before returning to his boyfriend. Minho slammed the door shut, pushing Chan against it. He dropped to his knees, desperately mouthing at his cock through his sweats.

"Nuh-uh, bunny. You need to be a good boy and take care of your piercings," Chan hummed, soothing the back of his head. Minho pathetically lolled his tongue out, licking the hardened length through the rough fabric. "Poor, bunny... Such a poor thing," Minho whined, sucking the pants so much a wet patch formed. Tears slid down his cheeks, Minho gasping for air as he cried.

"Need your cock in my mouth, please, please!" Chan chuckled, slipping it out of his boxers and tapping the head on his cheek.

"But you can't, can you?" He laughed, slapping his cheek with his cock. "How about you drink that water bottle to help your throat and I fuck you, hmm?"

"Please! ...What if I need to pee?" Minho mumbled, his eyes large as he gawked at Chan's cock.

"Then you can make me a pretty mess, drink up," Minho nodded and drank. Chan pet his hair, moving his hand to stroke his cheek. "You don't have to, you can use the toilet beforehand."

"No! Need Hyungie, need it. Don't care if I piss myself, please!" Minho begged, sticking his tongue out to lick his tip. Chan smiled, pulling him up and setting him on the desk chair so he could finish his drink. When he did, Chan lay him down on the bed.

"You're beautiful, Bunny," Chan cooed, leaning to peck his nose. He carefully tugged off his shirt, his lips landing on his neck. Since he couldn't kiss his lips he was going to kiss his body as much as he could. Minho tugged on his hair, pressing his chest up so Chan would get to his nipples. Chan complied, sucking one into his mouth while his finger gently worked on the other. Minho let his head rest against the pillows, Chan always knew how to make him feel so good. He leant further down, kissing his stomach. Minho wiggled a little, Chan getting the hint and pulling his pants off. He kissed his hips, sucking some small hickeys into his skin before kissing the head of his cock. Minho bucked his hips, precum smearing over Chan's lips. "Aww, do you want me to suck you off?"

"Please, please," Chan hummed, taking him into his mouth. Minho whined, trying his best not to buck his hips up. Chan held his hips down, starting to lift his head up and down. "Hyung," he whined out, Chan tilting his head side to side to change up the pattern. Minho fisted his hair, his head hanging back while his spine arched. He kept swivelling around his shaft, moving his tongue along with it. Minho didn't know what to do with himself, legs quivering as he could barely catch his breath. Chan carefully ran his hands up his thighs, nipping them. Minho tugged at Chan's hair, eyes rolled back. "Want more, Hyung!" He pleaded, bucking his hips up. The head hit the back of Chan's throat, the other gagging and pulling off. "Am sorry, 'm sorry Hyung," He whimpered, tears ready to fall.

"It's okay, just wasn't expecting it," Chan chuckled, kissing his chest. He wrapped his hand around his cock, kissing his stomach and leaving purple marks all over him. With his free hand, he took one of his arms, kissing up from his hand to his shoulder, doing the same for his other arm. "You're so special to me, I love you so much," Minho whined, face flushed red. "Awh, already slipped? It's okay I know you can't say it back," He kept pampering him with kisses, his fist around his cock. Chan brought his head back to his cock, spitting on it and using it as lube to roll his thumb over his slit. Minho shuddered, mouth hung open as he came on his stomach.

"Hyungie," He whined, bucking his hips. Chan let go of his cock, watching it slap against his pelvis. "Please, please."

"Shh, I've got you, Bunny," Chan cooed, kissing his cheek. "Fuck, I could just worship you, watch you beg me to fuck you," Minho whined, not in the right headspace to form a coherent sentence. He focused his fingers on his nipple, leaving the pierced one alone. Minho huffed, bucking his hips. Chan nosed at his hip, licking over the small bite marks he'd left behind. Giving in to Minho's pleas Chan spread his legs. He was gently pushing his thighs to see his desperate hole.

"Hyung, empty," He whined, clenching around nothing. Chan grabbed the lube, thinking to himself.

"Baby, can I plug you after?" Minho nodded desperately, pulling his thighs back to show more of his hole. Chan hummed, lubing up four fingers. He carefully pressed one in, Minho had been getting so much better at taking them without any pain recently. Minho gasped at the intrusion, pressing himself against his finger. "Good bunny," He purred, thrusting it into him. He left kisses on his thighs, sucking hickeys as a vague reminder that Chan was there to use him. He worked in a second soon after, twisting them on every outstroke. Minho let out a tumble of moans, the elder stroking the pads of his fingers over his prostate.

"Hyung, Channie... Please," He panted, spreading his legs wider.

"Just a little more, bun," Chan comforted, scissoring his fingers to make room for a third. Minho whined, thrusting his hips and tugging one of his nipples. Chan slipped in the third carefully, holding the other's free hand. "Shh, you'll have me,"

"Wan' you so bad, please!" Chan kissed his thigh, rubbing his cheek against it.

"I know, I know," He whispered, biting his thigh before rolling his tongue over the mark. "You're so good for me, such a good bunny,"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" Minho's eyes rolled back, the harsh rubbing on his prostate driving him insane.

"Oh baby, I bet you would've let me touch you in the studio while they were piercing you, wouldn't you?" Minho couldn't deny it, in fact, the thought of fucking in public sent his orgasm tumbling out of him. "Want me to fuck you in public? Hmm?"

"Please, fucking please," he breathed out, trying to catch his breath. "In me, please," he babbled more incoherent words, Chan getting up to slip out of his clothes and grab the lube again.

"Legs up," Chan instructed, watching him comply. He reached to grab his knees, putting them together and positioning his legs over one of his shoulders. Minho whined at the new position, straightening one of his legs. Chan kissed his bent knee, pushing in slowly. Minho's cock lay limp to the side opposite his legs, twitching and straining as he filled out again. "Almost full," Chan cooed, leaning down to peck his lips. Minho reached for his hair, pulling him in as his body was bent in half. Chan mouthed at his neck, marking him up.

"Move, please," Minho heaved, whining as Chan pressed deeper. Chan moved his body back, lifting the pressure off of Minho's stomach. He held his thighs to the side still, moving his head to kiss just below his ankle. Minho flexed his foot, stretching his leg back up and pointing his foot toward the ceiling.

"Look at you, can't even keep your legs still when I'm so deep in you," Chan taunted, he could feel Minho's thigh flexing against his shoulder as he moved his legs. Chan pulled out, thrusting slowly into him while he gently caressed the underside of his dick. Minho huffed, clenching hard to try and make him move faster.

"Jus' wanna cum," He complained, Chan, pressing him in half again. "Fuh- Chan! I'll pee, stop," He whined, not actually wanting him to stop. But Chan being Chan, he stopped completely, settling on his knees. "No, no please, Hyung, please," 

"You said stop, I stopped," Chan chuckled, they didn't have a safe word in place so it was the only outcome.

"No, you idiot, fuck me!" Minho started crying, wiping them away while he tried to catch his breath.

"If you say stop I need to stop, Bunny. Unless we have a safe word I'll always stop when you say stop," Chan carefully explained, Minho was always very emotional in pet space and didn't fully take in sentences so he needed to be careful with his choice of words. "And we'll pick that when you're not in headspace, okay? If you really want me to stop, say stop," His tone was stern yet soft-spoken, the younger nodding with a whimper. "Do you want to stop?"

"No, please no," He started crying harder, "'m sorry, am so sorry, Hyung. Bunny didn't know," Chan sighed and pulled out, sitting cross-legged and pulling Minho into his lap.

"It's okay, shh. You're perfect, calm down," Chan shushed him, pecking his temple. He gently wiped away all of the tears, kissing all over his face and shoulders. Minho stayed clutched to Chan, his legs wrapped around his back. "Wanna stop here?"

"No, don't want to. Need to be full," He sniffled, grinding forward.

"Do you want to go use the toilet?"

"No, I... I like it," He blushed, hiding in his neck.

"Fuck. That's so fucking hot, Bunny," Chan kissed him, gently pulling his ass up and aligning his dick. Minho pulled back, mouth hanging open as he was slowly slid down. He was so deep. Once he was down he sat gasping for air, Chan gently caressing his cheek. "Are you okay?"

"So full-- and deep, fuck," he panted, falling forward and hiding in Chan's neck. Chan smiled, running his fingers over his bare spine. "Move," he whined, wiggling on his dick. Chan started to thrust up into him, one of Minho's hands tangled in his hair and the other clasping his shoulder. Chan wrapped an arm around his back the other pressing on his bladder. Minho whined, clenching his hole. Chan moved his hand from his back, pressing two fingers on his stretched rim.

"You're so pretty like this," Chan heaved, the clench around his cock felt so good, he wasn't sure how long he would last if he didn't loosen up. "Relax, please," Minho took a few deep breaths, bouncing on his dick. "Good boy,"

"Hyung... Hyung—" Minho whined, rocking back and forth, stopping all movements when Chan pressed in a particular spot on his stomach. He lay back on the bed, Chan's crossed legs supporting his lower back. "Fuck, 'm gonna— shit," he moaned out as Chan pressed his bladder once more. His cock twitched, a slow stream of piss running over his stomach and down his sides.

"Look at you, so full and pretty," Chan cooed. He could feel how full of piss he was just by pressing against him. Minho nodded, mouth hung open as it just kept coming. Chan massaged his abdomen, the stream picking up a bit more.

"Good, so good!" Minho panted, Chan, bucking his hips into his hole. Minho whimpered, arms above his head. "Oh, god... Hyung,"

"You're doing so well," He praised, rubbing circles on his hips and fucking into him. The stream of piss calmed down, a few dribbles falling out followed by beads of precum. "All done?"

"Yeah," He gasped, Chan helping him to sit again. 

"You did so well," Chan cooed, still fucking his hips into his hole. Minho nodded, head drooping into Chan's neck. He just needed to cum. Chan traced where they connected, kissing down his neck and shoulder. Minho assisted the thrusts, bouncing in a similar rhythm. Chan moaned into Minho's neck he was so close. 

"Hyung- 'm gonna cum," He whined, dropping himself haeder so Chan's tip hit his prostate. He leaned forward, letting the other cup both asscheeks, guiding him through every little movement.

"It's okay, go on," He wasn't going to last much longer himself and he'd prefer if Minho came first. Minho whined, everything becoming too much as his last orgasm toppled him over the edge, cum coating both him and Chan. Chan laid him flat on the bed, holding his wrists above his head and thrusting hard. Minho cried out, eyes squeezing shut as Chan fought for his high. 

"Please, fill me it hurts," He whined, overstimulation setting in. Chan nodded, a whiney moan slipping out as he filled Minho, fucking him through his high. "Fuck, so fucking good," He whimpered, legs hanging limp. Chan gently pulled out, kissing him slowly.

"Let's get you cleaned up and then we can cuddle, okay?" Minho nodded, eyes closed. His breathing was heavy so Chan helped him into his arms and gently slipped the smaller plug into his hole. Minho had shown him it the other day, he had yet to show him the dildo though-- or use it. Chan kissed his nose. "Does it feel okay?"

"Mhm, Bunny's all full of Hyung," He mumbled, half asleep in his arms. Chan chuckled, pulling a dressing gown on him before grabbing his own. He carried him to the bathroom, kissing all over his face. "Don't take it out," he whined, feeling Chan grip his ass.

"Does it help the emptiness?" Chan asked, pressing it deeper into him.

"Yeah, but-- but I still wanna sleep with you in me," Minho panicked, pulling him close.

"We can, don't worry." Chan got them washed and dried, pulling Minho into some fluffy pants and a hoodie. He got him up from pet space, kissing his nose. "I love you,"

"I love you," Minho blushed, hiding in Chan's bare chest. "I'm hungry," 

"Let's go get some food," Chan led him downstairs, the pair sneaking into the kitchen. Minho didn't exactly want to be roped into a conversation with his Mom still stuffed with Chan's cum. When they got their food plated, Eunchae realised they were downstairs.

"Minho, sweetie, come see our Nabi," She called through, both boys emerging. 

"Minho! Oh, it's been so long, baby," Nabi smiled, pulling him into a hug.

"Hi," He blushed, sitting on the loveseat with Chan. "This is my boyfriend, Chan," He introduced, leaning into him. He was still pretty out of it, eyes still blown. Chan nodded along, feeding him a few bits of his food.

"Nice to meet you Chan, I'm sure I'll be seeing a lot of you," She looked at him, the other nodding.

"Yeah, hopefully," He chuckled, gently rubbing Minho's side. He whined quietly, pushing his head against his chest. "Are you alright?" 

"Just tired and hungry," Minho nuzzled into him, opening his mouth when a bit of food was placed in front of it. They finished up their food and conversations, Chan picking him up and taking him back to bed. 

"Want me to clean you out?" Chan asked, halfway up the stairs.

"Please," Minho mumbled, cuddling into his side. They got back in the shower, Chan tugging the plug out of his hole, carefully aiming the showerhead and emptying his hole. "Empty," He sniffled, pushing himself back. Chan hummed, pulling his hips against him.

"I know, get the towel and we'll go cuddle," Minho nodded, running off to the bedroom and sitting on his knees. Chan laughed, grabbing the lube. He coated his dick before helping Minho sink down on him.

"Hmm, full," Minho smiled, laying on Chan's chest, "I'm going to sleep, don't pull out," 

"I won't, goodnight, love,"

"Goodnight," 

Chapter Text

By the time they woke up the next morning, Nabi was still there, working on breakfast with his mother like they used to when Minho was just a kid. Yeoseob was sitting at the table playing on his tablet waiting for his food. "Morning boys," Nabi smiled, turning around and handing them both a plate.

"Thanks," Minho mumbled, still wanting to be asleep. Chan smiled, leading Minho to the dining table.

"You're so tired, Bunny," He pointed out, holding a hand to his cheek.

"Was so good last night I'm exhausted," Minho admitted, starting to eat. "I don't think I want that to be a common thing. Only when the clean up will be easier. Like if we ever have sex in a different location," he blushed.

"If you ever want to try something new just ask okay? I want it to be good for you and me," Chan ran a hand down his arm, taking his hand.

"I love what we've been doing. I want to try different places. Maybe on the desk, in the shower or public somewhere," Minho was bright red, he was still technically new to all this.

"Of course, maybe the next time we go out we'll find a way, yeah?" Minho nodded with a smile, trying to finish his food fast. "Slow down, it's not going anywhere,"

"I miss Soonie," He whined, a pout playing at his lips. Chan leant over and kissed it, the only outcome being a beautiful smile.

"You'll see him soon, just eat slowly," Chan laughed, squishing his face. Minho whined before eating slower, kicking Chan's shins now and then. When they finished eating they piled up on the settee, Minho on Chan's lap with Soonie in his arms. "See? You both are so cute," Chan smiled, kissing Minho's cheek repeatedly.

"We should cuddle all day, take a bath, do skincare and just have a chill day with my son," Minho decided, leaning into his shoulder.

"Sounds like a plan, bun," Chan kissed his shoulder, squeezing him a little. "Wanna go now?" Minho nodded. Chan ran ahead, running the bath before Minho had a chance to stand up. Minho walked up behind him and squeezed his stomach, nosing at his neck softly. He made Minho sit on the toilet seat, the elder grabbing anything he could to make this as relaxing as possible. Ranging from bubbles to bath salts, he had it all. Chan lifted Minho up, taking him to the bedroom. He stripped him down, kissing his body softly. "I love you so much, you're so pretty," He praised, pulling the backs of his hands to his mouth, and kissing them both.

"Chan," He giggled, leaning into his chest, "I love you," He flushed, his red shoulders giving away his blush. Chan helped him into the bath, getting out of his own clothes and joining him in the bath behind him. Minho lay on his chest, the other resting on his shoulder.

"We can lay here until it's not as hot anymore, then we can do everything else you wanted to," Minho nodded, scooting down and humming contently.

"I love this, I love you, fuck," Minho sighed, basking in the warmth from both the bath and Chan. Chan kissed his shoulder, making silly small talk about their friends and family. Soonie wandered in and out since they left the door open for him. He was curious about the water, whining and meowing until Minho picked him up and sat him on his chest out of the water. Soonie pawed at his stomach which was submerged in the water, jumping higher on his body. "Is that wet baby? Oh no, it's so nasty isn't it," he cooed, letting Soonie rub against his face. "Let me put you down so we can get washed," Minho spoke to the cat, placing him on the floor.

"Minnie, let me clean your piercings," Minho nodded, reaching for the saline solution. Chan gently rubbed it on his snakebites, kissing his cheek every time he hissed in pain. "You're okay. Just a little longer," He whispered, kissing his ear.

"Thank you," he smiled, snuggling back into him. Chan poured more on the cotton bud, gently rubbing it around his right nipple. Minho gasped, back arching on contact. "Chan--" Chan chuckled, hugging his stomach while carefully cleaning him up.

"Does it hurt? The cotton got a bit stuck," Chan asked, picking off the cotton.

"No... Just feels good, so good," Minho whined, letting his head fall back as Chan removed the caught bits of fluff. "Hyung--ngh," Even after the fluff was taken out Chan kept running his fingers around in circles. "Please," he panted wiggling backwards. Chan smiled, grabbing the sponge and some soap to clean them both up.

"Just wait, baby," Chan cooed. "The doors open you'll have to be quiet," Minho nodded, sinking into him as he washed his body. He was half hard, whimpering as Chan gently wiped down his dick.

"Touch me, Hyung. Please," he was half hard, Chan cupping him in his hand. The feeling of him getting hard in the palm of his hand was just so good.

"I will, I will," Chan chuckled, gripping the base of his cock and running his hand upwards. Soonie was still trotting in and out, the younger refusing to make eye contact with the poor fluff while being touched. But Soonie wasn't the only problem. They'd left the door open for him and were basically silent besides Minho's moans and pants. Minho let his head rest on Chan's shoulder, letting the elder slip his cock between his ass cheeks. He ground back and forth, his tip snagging on his hole driving him insane.

"Chan-- put it in!" he cried, grinding back harder while Chan tugged his cock.

"Shh, baby, we're just playing," Chan taunted, twitching against his ass. "I'll fuck you later, yeah? Just a chill day you wanted wasn't it?" Minho whined, sitting up straight to get a better angle. He moved to his knees, backing up. Both legs on either side of Chan's hips. The water sloshed around him as he sat in front of his cock. Chan held his waist, letting him slot his cock between his ass again. Minho held Chan's calf, rocking back and forth as he touched himself teasingly. Chan gripped handfuls of his ass, kneading it in his palms to help him grind.

And then his mom came in with Nabi.

"Get out!" Minho sobbed, grabbing the shower curtain to cover himself. "Stop walking in on us for fuck sake," He complained, starting to cry. Chan quickly pulled him back, cradling him into his chest. "I know fine well she could hear us, I know I'm not fucking quiet, you've said it yourself!"

"I know, I know. Shh, let's go to my house, yeah? We'll just stop doing stuff here,"

"We just wanted to brush our teeth? I don't see the problem," She stood leaning on the sink, crossing her arms.

"Calling your house sex-positive does not mean you get to come in the room when your son is having sex. That means he can talk to you about it, be loud, you'd buy him necessities. Not watching him get it on with his boyfriend," Chan sighed, letting Minho hide in his neck, hands in his lap to push his boner down. "If you really want to make this house sex-positive, boundaries are gonna have to be set on both parts. Now please leave," She nodded and walked out, Nabi had left as soon as she noticed the two boys.

"Let's go to yours before my dick falls off," Minho mumbled, getting up and wrapping a towel around his waist. Chan followed and they went to the bedroom.

Chan's car was in the drive, his dad dropping it off since he didn't know how long he'd be at Minho's. They got maybe halfway there before Minho was whining, stuffing his hand in his pants and jerking off. Chan hummed and got an idea, taking the exit to an old shopping centre. Once he parked he tugged Minho close, kissing him messily. "Get on my lap, I'll fuck you, baby," Minho almost tore off the seat belt, tugging his sweats off before climbing on top of Chan's thighs. He made quick work off Chan's pants as well, the sweats pooled at his ankles. Minho blushed and reached into the glove box, handing Chan a bottle of lube he hid there.

"When did you put that there?" Chan asked, kissing his neck.

"Mmh, got Felix to do it, wanted to fuck here," Minho blushed, his cock twitching. Chan poured it over three finders, pressing two into him. "What if someone sees us?"

"You'd like that though, someone watching you cum all over my cock," Chan chuckled, squeezing his ass before spanking him. Minho gasped, the noise turning into a soft moan. Chan smiled, working his fingers into him. Minho hung onto his shoulder, mouth open against his neck as he sucked weakly. Chan held him close fingering him open at a reasonable pace. He didn't want to make him wait too long after getting so worked up before. Minho was already out of it whimpering and moaning into his neck. "You're doing so well," He hummed, slipping a third in noticing he wasn't feeling any pain, that deep in the headspace. He made sure to grab the smaller plug before they left, keeping it close by for when they finished.

Minho mouthed at the column of his throat, nibbling at the crook of his neck. Everything was a blur of pleasure. Chan pulled his fingers out, the other clasping his shoulders as if he was going to leave. He kissed his temple, guiding his cock into his hole. Once the tip was in Minho hummed happily, trying to wiggle himself down. Chan helped him slowly, guiding his hips down his shaft. "Shh, shh, I'm here," Chan cooed, feeling his body tense up. Minho hummed, still sucking at the crook of his neck. "Are you ready?" Minho nodded, clenching around him. He started bucking his hips strong and fast, Minho whining and panting on his dick.

Chan gripped his hips, thrusting into him carefully but enough to drive him insane. The hickey on his neck was deep, large and very dark in colour. Chan hissed, biting his bottom lip but he knew Minho needed a way to ground himself. He pushed him off, slipping two fingers into his mouth and pressing them down onto his tongue. "You're so good, I bet you feel so good, bunny," Chan cooed, slapping his upper thigh. Minho suckled on his fingers, starting to move himself in time with Chan's thrusts.

"Ah- haah... Hyung," Minho pulled his fingers out, panting loudly. "Deeper," he managed to babble out, grinding back and forth. One hard thrust made him jerk hard, the swell of his ass hitting the horn of the car. Honk. Chan had to stop him, laughing loudly.

"Oh God, Bunny. You're-- you-- oh my God," he chuckled, the other desperately humping him. Too deep to care what just happened. Chan composed himself, fucking up hard into him. Minho's body fell back, Chan holding him up. He could tell he was close. Chan held him close, pulling his head back into his chest. He was sobbing into his neck grasping his cock. He came with a loud cry, coating their t-shirts. Chan kept going holding him close as he filled his hole. Minho was left panting and clenching, wiggling away from the overstimulation. "Good boy, you did so well. You waited so long I'm so proud," Chan soothed, bringing him out of headspace.

"Chan?" He mumbled, rubbing his eyes. "Ngh, I wanna eat, shower and watch a movie," Chan nodded, slipping out and pushing the plug in.

"So proud, let's get home. Can you get back in your seat?" Minho reluctantly peeled himself from Chan. He sat down, the elder driving to his house. He helped Minho into his pants, pulling in his own. After trying to clean off his shirt he gave up, getting out and collecting Minho in his arms. "Shower time, baby." And just as they had originally planned, Minho got to do his silly animal face masks and snuggle up to a movie late at night.

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Felix had gone to retrieve Soonie, making sure to bring his bowls, toys and special blanket for the sudden change of space. When he got there Nabi and Eunchae were talking about Minho and how they could set boundaries. "I don't want him freaking out when I come in the same room to do something," she sighed, Felix raising his brow.

"Eunchae, if my mom was still alive-- as much as I love her if she purposely walked in on me having sex I would have ripped her a new one. Respect your son's privacy, it's not fucking hard," he lectured, putting Soonie in the carrier before going to Minho's room. He had requested him to get the dildo Jisung bought him for when Chan and Felix go out with their dad tomorrow. He also grabbed the blanket Minho took everywhere. He left pretty quickly, Jisung dropping him off at his house and coming in. Minho and Chan were cuddled up on the settee, giggling and kissing. "Alright love birds, I've got your cat and I'll put your shit in Chan's room," Minho nodded, the other disappearing again. He let Soonie out in the bedroom, carrying the kitten out to the living room.

"Oh, where's my baby? Where's my pretty boy, hm?" he cooed taking the cat into his arms.

"I think you'll find that's me Soonie, you gotta get a different name," Chan pretended to sulk.

"Yes, you are my pretty boy," Minho chuckled, turning to kiss him. Soonie stretched up, head butting Minho's cheek for attention. "Awh, he's so sweet," he pouted, picking him up and kissing the cat's head repeatedly.

"So are you, my love," Chan cooed, nuzzling into his neck and kissing it. "Let's go make some food and have a nice bath, okay? No funny business this time,"

"I'm not even horny you pervert," Minho chuckled, getting up. Chan followed, taking Soonie from him and placing him on the floor.

"What are we making?" Chan asked, standing behind him and holding his waist.

"Hmm, chicken and rice," Minho decided, reaching for the defrosted chicken. He was used to stealing stuff from the fridge so Chan didn't comment on his straightforwardness. Felix obviously let him feel at home here, as he should. And Chan wanted to double that comfort he felt here, like a second home. Chan left his hips to grab some instant rice. He filled a pan with water and placed it on the hob, turning it on and letting it boil. Minho got another pan, chucking the chicken in, seasoning it and putting oil in so it would cook. "That'll take a bit, come hug me," Chan wrapped his arms around him, rocking back and forth. Chan's dad had officially moved in, wanting to make an effort for his kids.

"Hey boys, whatcha cooking?" He asked, sitting at the table.

"Chicken and rice, what Minho wanted," Chan responded, inhaling Minho's scent. "How has selling the caravan been?"

"Not good, I think we should keep it and use it as a holiday home," He chuckled, grabbing a water bottle. Dokyeon watched the pair with a smile, Chan and Minho swaying by the oven. "I'm really sorry Chris. I am," He sighed, perching back on the table.

"It's okay. You're working to be a better parent that's all I could ask for." Minho smiled against his chest, he was glad Chan's home life was getting better. He bit down on his pec, the elder squeaking before letting out a laugh. "Behave," He chuckled, tapping his head.

"I wanna buy something, but it's a surprise. So make the rest of the food while I hop on the laptop," Minho decided, skipping off to the settee. He grabbed Chan's laptop and curled up with a blanket and Soonie. He loaded up the website Jisung had linked him, clicking on costumes. He'd been struggling in headspace recently, not wanting to tell Chan and worry him. Maybe if he could dress up and act more like a bunny he'd feel better. He picked out some ears that matched his hair along with a tail that would strap around his waist. He found something more focused for kitty-play but he couldn't help but buy the pawed thigh-high socks. They were white, the paws on the bottom a light pink, rubber and raised from the fabric. He couldn't wait to wear them. He picked next-day delivery so they'd come before Chan got home and cleared the history.

"Baby, food is done!" Chan called, poking his head around the door frame. Minho jumped up with a smile, cuddling into his waist. "What'd you do, you're smiley,"

"It's a surprise for you," Minho giggled, nosing at his shoulder. "Hungry," Chan made him a plate, passing him it with a grin.

"I can't wait to see your surprise, Bunny," he smiled, grabbing his own plate and joining him on the settee.

"Oh this is so good, fuck I love you," Minho hummed, taking another bite.

"I love you, I'm glad you like it," Chan blushed, kissing his cheek.

"Chan! I figured out where we can go tomorrow, there's a nice restaurant on the other side of town I heard is good," Dokyeon sat on the armchair, crossing his legs and turning on the TV. "Minho, are you sure you don't wanna come?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. I need to do something," Minho smiled, putting his empty plate down.

"I'm so proud of you for eating it all, baby. So proud," Chan smiled, kissing his neck and cheek.

"Thanks, Channie," he smiled, grabbing one of the chopsticks and poking him. Chan prodded him back with his fingers, tickling him. His fingers accidentally brushed his nipples. "Hyung," he dragged out, whining. "Not in front of your dad," he flushed pink.

"I didn't mean to, love. I'm sorry," Chan kissed his head, cupping his cheeks. "Wanna go snuggle in the bath and watch ghost videos?"

"Obviously," Minho jumped up, Chan taking their plates to the sink. Minho started running the bath, Chan finished it off with some bubbles and a bath bomb. He got in first, watching Minho strip off and figure out how he was going to get in. He wanted to lay on his stomach so he could sneak in a nap. He put a knee between Chan's legs and dropped, the other laughing as he caught him.

"That was dramatic, babe," Chan smiled, hugging him tightly.

"Yeah, I scared myself doing it. Now hug me and put Sam and Colby on," Chan nodded and reached for the laptop. He hit Minho's recent YouTube searches and clicked the one he wanted. Stars and ghosts were Minho's biggest interests, and Chan loved how enthusiastic he got about them. However, as much as he loved ghost videos, they always scared him shitless.

"You alright?" Chan asked, wetting his hair and massaging shampoo into it.

"I'm shitting myself for him! How the fuck is he spending all night in that basement in the dark alone? I'd be sobbing as soon as I stepped down from the main floor," Minho ranted, turning the brightness up so he could see Sam better.

"So glad you're getting better at English, you barely need the subtitles anymore. Felix taught you well," Chan smiled, kissing his head.

"Yeah, but you can teach me now," Minho rubbed his face on his chest. Both of them quickly washed and did their hair, Minho getting comfy again to finish the video.

"I'll help you with anything you want. Anyway, what are you planning tomorrow? I feel bad for leaving you alone," Chan pouted.

"Don't worry. I'm gonna be chilling with Soonie and setting up your surprise," Minho kissed his pout. "My fingers are wrinkly and I need to violently pee. Can we get out?"

"Of course, up you get, go pee and I'll drain the bath." Minho climbed out, walking to the toilet while Chan pulled the plug and went to back hug him. "Your dick is so cute when it's soft," Chan hummed, swatting his hand away and holding it for him. Minho blushed, giggling at the feeling.

"Never thought I'd have someone hold my dick while I piss but here we are," Minho snorted, leaning back on Chan.

"Well you know I'd do literally anything for you," Chan shrugged, grabbing some toilet roll and cleaning off his tip. "Come on, I'm tired and want my Min-cuddles," Chan smiled, pulling him to the door. "Dad! Felix! Go in the kitchen I forgot towels!" Chan yelled, the other laughing. Once he got the okay they ran to Chan's room, picking up the towels he had forgotten on the bed. They dried up, Minho grabbing the Hello Kitty pyjama pants Felix brought from his house. He stole Chan's hoodie too, the other walking over and smushing his face and playing with his hair. "Those pants are the cutest,"

"Mm, so are you. Go get dressed I want attention!" he whined, jumping in the bed. Chan smiled, pulling on shorts and a t-shirt. He went to his drawers and pulled out some stuff to make a joint, quickly putting one together and getting into bed. "Yes! My snake bites are healed you know me so well," Minho beamed, taking the joint and putting it between his lips. Chan lit it for him, letting him take the first drag.

"You missed that didn't you?" Chan nosed at his temple, kissing his cheek.

"So much, I love sitting half asleep, cuddling and getting high with you," Minho smiled, taking another drag before handing it back to Chan.

"So do I, bunny. It's so comforting," He kissed his neck, the other laughing.

"Do you not miss hanging out with the others and smoking?" Minho asked, getting comfy and putting Adventure Time on.

"No, they get far too high, I always had to babysit them. I'm fine with just hanging out with them at school. You just have the same vibe as me, I guess. Light smoker, just wants to chill. Except you're so cute and needy and it's so fucking cute," Chan explained, taking a draw and putting it in Minho's mouth.

"Fuck, I love you. I want to send my life with you,"

"So do I bub. So do I," Chan smiled against his hair. He also had a surprise for Minho tomorrow.

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"Are you sure you don't wanna come?" Felix asked, poking his head into Chan's room. Chan was hugging Minho in the centre of the room.

"I'm sure. I'm comfy in my Hello Kitty pants. I have a surprise for Chan," Minho smiled, Felix nodded and left.

"I love you. Call me if you need me," Chan mumbled into his neck, kissing it a few times.

"I'm fine. I have my kitty, and I have something for you in the package that came this morning," Minho smiled, cupping his cheeks. "Go spend time with your dad, and I'll give you the best night of your life," he flirted, kissing him. Chan kissed back, hugging his waist.

"Chan! We're going!" Felix yelled, the other groaning.

"Bye, my love. I love you, sweetheart," Minho smiled, kissing him again.

"Bye, Hyung. Bunny loves you," He taunted, kissing him one last time before getting into bed. "Lock the door. I'm not planning on going anywhere," Chan nodded and left the room. Once Minho heard the main door lock, he got up and put Soonie some food down. He ran back to the room, jumping onto his knees on the bed. The bag on the bed with the ears and tail was quickly ripped open.

And then it hit.

It wasn't just sexual anymore, was it?

He brushed off the thought. He'd read a lot about trauma responses, and he'd prefer to explore it with Chan if that was the case. He had an hour and a half max to sort himself out. He put on some really short black shorts with a white trim, wrapping the thin belt of the tail just above it. After getting it in a comfortable position, he moved to pull the socks on. They felt weird against his foot, but it was very cute. And God did he have the perfect picture in mind. He messed his hair up before putting on the ears and sat in front of the floor-length mirror. Soonie would be fine until everyone got back. He needed this.

Sliding out of his shorts, he grabbed some lube, pouring it over his fingers. Maybe he could send a few videos to Chan while he's at dinner. He turned so his ass was facing it, his upper body leaning into the bed. After a few attempts, he got the phone propped up, and he hit start. Pushing two in at once, a loud moan slipped from his lips. "Hyung," he whined, pushing against them, causing them to slip deeper. He looked backwards to see himself in the mirror, he looked fucked out already. His fingers stilled, a third getting pushed in. He probably wasn't ready to take three off the bat but he wanted to try. Carefully he started thrusting them into himself, head hung back as he gripped the sheets of the bed.

"Wish it was you, Hyung. Making me feel so good," he breathed out, moving them faster. The camera was positioned to only capture his reflection in the mirror, but his face was something to die for. He experimented with stretching his fingers, whining loudly. It felt so good. He kept pushing back, practically fucking himself onto his fingers.

He reached over and stopped the video, decidedly wanting to stretch himself for the dildo Jisung got him. It wasn't as long or thick, it was under the beginner category of the site. He spent a good twenty minutes edging himself with his fingers, whining and moaning to his heart's content. As he was reaching for the dildo he sent Chan the video. Suctioning it to the wood floor in front of the mirror.

Baby, such a naughty Bunny. Hyung is trying to eat and you're being so, so naughty for me. Can't play the audio but I can just tell you want me.

Minho flushed red, setting up the phone again before turning it on. His back was to the mirror again, showing off the tail and his pretty ass. He got into position, sinking down slowly. His toes curled, the paw pads following. It didn't fill him like Chan did but it'd do for now. He bounced on it carefully, avoiding his prostate for now. The phone was partially forgotten, Minho's small hands clutching the bed in front of him. "Oh fuck... Chan, Hyung... Please," he pleaded, clenching around the dildo. He gave his knees a break, grinding back and forth. Going back and forth between those actions seemed to work the best. He turned off the video and sent it without much thought. It was so dizzying, the pleasure seeping out of him.

The house was silent, a few patters of Soonie getting the zoomies but other than that it was Minho's moaning and lube squelching. His thighs were shaking, he needed to cum. When he realised he was going to cum he quickly grabbed his phone, pushing himself from the bed and filming his cock. He tugged it with his other hand, slapping it while jerking it hard. "Chan... Oh, Hyung, please let me cum," he whined, teasing at his tip. It wasn't long before he spilt ropes over his hand and floor, whimpering and crying. He stopped the video, sending it to Chan. He was due home in five minutes more or less. He slid off the dildo, legs too weak to get him from the floor.

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"Felix? Are we almost home?" Chan asked, tapping his thigh. Minho was probably on the verge of slipping into head space.

"Yeah, like around the corner. Missing him that bad?" Felix teased, getting comfy.

"Yes, and given the messages he's sending me he misses me too," Chan chuckled, grabbing his stuff as they pulled into the drive. He ran up to the apartment before the others. "Baby, are you okay?" He smiled, the other still on the floor.

"Mhm, need it so bad," Minho whined, pulling Chan to sit on the bed in front of him. "Need it in my mouth, Hyung please, please, please!" Chan cracked a smile, tugging his pants and underwear down.

"Fuck, we need to get you a little skirt to go with this. I'd lose it," Chan sighed, his tip steadily leaking precum. Minho quickly took him into his mouth, resting with it heavy on his tongue. "You want to cockwarm me?" Minho hummed around him, the other moaning softly. Chan stroked his head, fingers threading through the tousled strands. "Are you just preparing yourself for another round?" Chan asked, noticing him fidget. Minho nodded, sucking gently. Chan smiled at him, caressing his cheek. "Pretty bunny," Minho whined, starting to suck him properly.

Chan held his hair tight, slightly guiding how movements but letting him have the most control. Minho looked up at him and Chan swore his heart stopped. He was so fucking pretty. He gripped Chan's thighs, nails pressing into the skin. Chan groaned, head tilting back as he let out gasps. "Hey, you guys busy? Dad wants to watch a movie!" Felix called, already knowing the answer.

"Felix-- tell him we're busy," he responded, letting Minho take full control. He moaned loudly as teeth ran up the underside of his shaft, his mouth hung as he tried to keep of down. "Minho, please. Need to be in you," Chan panted, pulling him up and into his lap. "Let me take you. Any way you want." Minho kissed him desperately, pushing against him.

"Your desk. Please," Chan smiled, keeping him straddled on his lap.

"Let me make sure you're properly stretched, Bunny," He gently nosed at his neck, kissing it. Minho nodded and hugged his shoulders, spreading his legs. Chan grabbed the lube off the floor, coated his fingers, and pressed two into him. Minho pressed back on him, grinding and whining. "Good bunny, so good," Chan hummed, moving his fingers fast. Minho choked on his spit, spluttering. "So pretty," Chan chuckled, looking at his fucked out face.

"Harder, harder," he cried out, head hanging back.

"Shh, just wait," Chan cooed, slipping another finger into his hole. "How many times did you cum, baby?"

"Just the-- just once," Minho answered.

"Okay, good boy," Chan smiled, kissing his cheek. He abruptly pulled his fingers out, the other crying out. Minho grabbed his shoulders, panting and crying.

"Need-- I wanna be full," he sobbed, hups bucking. Chan adjusted the ears on his head, fingers skirting over the bulging skin at the top of his thigh highs. He picked him up, slapping his ass and sending him towards the table. Minho quickly bent over it, his open dripping hole on display. Chan squeezed his ass, rubbing his tip back and forth over his hole. After a bit teasing, he lined up and pressed in as deep as he could. Minho all but screamed. His arms collapsed against the desk. "Fuck me. Now," he gasped, knuckles turning white.

"Oh, Bunny. Such a pretty thing," Chan cooed, slapping his ass. He forced him flat against the desk, hand on the back of his neck to keep him down. Minho whined, pressing his hips back only be met with Chan's thrusting hard.

"Hyungie, hyung-- full," he choked out, Chan leaning fully him.

"Yeah? Bet you are. Stuffing yourself with a dildo while I'm gone. Really, bunny? Misbehaving?" Chan snapped his hips hard. Minho's vision clouding over. Everything was so good.

"I'm sorry, din' mean to Hyungie... wanted to show you my pretty outfit," he hiccuped, tears down his cheeks.

"I know, it's okay," Chan soothed, knowing he'd overthink and spiral. "You're so good for me. I love everything you do," he kissed his back, hips ploughing against Minho's ass. The desk was rocking and squeaking, Minho's moans choppy and desperate. Chan didn't slow down, Minho's eyes rolled back and thighs violently shaking. "Cumming already?"

"Yeah, yeah... fuck, yeah!" Minho yelled, bending his knees. Chan pinned him to the desk by his waist so he wouldn't fall. "Fuck, cumming," he cried, black spits clouding his vision as he came all over the floor. The force from the clench sent Chan over, his body hot and fuzzy. He pulled out and pushed a plug in, hugging him against his chest.

"I've got you. Shh, it's okay," Chan soothed, the younger crying hard. He sat on the floor, Minho, in his lap. "Shh, shh, my love. I love you," Chan kissed his cheek, the other clinging on to him.

"Cold... hurts," he sniffled, grabbing at his shoulders.

"I know, wanna bath?" Minho nodded, and Chan stood up, picking him up. He stuck his head out the door and looked around before running across the hall. He got them bathed and snuggled back up in bed. Felix had brought them soup, hot drinks, and a hot water bottle for Minho.

"Goodnight, loves you," Minho mumbled, passing out. Chan smiled, kissing his forehead.

"Love you most,"