Feelings [part 2]
Title: Feelings
Pairing: Chansung/Junsu (CHANSU)
Genre: fluff, romance, smut
Rating: NC17
Summary: They had their first.
A/N: Chansu for my UNNIE~ meldamiriel :D
Note: It's short. Only because it's the smut part LOL xD
Chan sat down on the bed. Junsu was still on his lap, blushing. He was trembling. -Why did he say that? Are we g-gonna..? Oh My God...- Chansung nuzzled his nose to Junsu's neck. His right hand hugging Junsu's waist while the other is rubbing Junsu's thigh. Chansung started leaving light kisses on his neck, Junsu shuddered and gripped lightly and on his shoulders. Chansung's lips found his and questions were erased from his thoughts. He melts in to the kiss as Chansung pries his lips apart to slip his tongue in. Junsu sighs and kisses back. Chan slid his hand farther up Junsu's thigh and made him jump. He yelped, startled. Chansung chuckled and pulls Junsu back. "Relax. I won't force you..." he whispers as he kisses around Junsu's face. He was occupied while Junsu was lost in his own thoughts for awhile. Hesitation and uncertainty in his mind. He fought with his fear.
Suddenly Junsu pushes him back slightly. Determination in his eyes. "I.." he started, Chansung's eyes was piercing through him, he averted his eyes and gulps. Junsu inhales deeply. "I d-don't mind." Chansung eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean?" Junsu squirmed, stuttering to find the right words. "I m-mean. I wouldn't mind d-doing it with y-you." He peeked an eye at Chansung who had a look of disbelief on is face and mentally slapped himself for practically asking sex from Chansung. He gripped the fabric of his pants and bit his lips, opening his mouth to apologize.
When suddenly hands cradled his face, lips crashed to his. Junsu was startled, nearly falling off but Chansung hugged him tight, pressing his body flush against it. It doesn't take long for Junsu to respond, wrapping his arms around Chan's neck. The kiss was long and passionate with clash of tongues. Chansung shifted onto the bed and lightly pushes the other down to the sheets. He pulled away and leaned to Junsu's ear, he breathed in his sweet scent and grabbed Junsu's right hand, placing it to his chest, right above his heart. Chansung whispered, "If you give in to me now, I don't think I can hold back anymore..." Junsu smiled warmly, the fear gone. He stroked the back of Chansung's neck "Then don't hold back." he answered before pulling him down for another kiss.
This time Chansung threaded his hands through Junsu's soft brown locks, constantly tugging gently to tilt his head as he trails open-mouthed kisses down the side of Junsu's neck. Junsu starts bold touches, sliding his palms up Chan's shirt, rubbing his abs soothingly, sliding higher, pulling Chan's shirt up along the way. Chan stopped for a brief moment and takes his shirt off, throwing it aside. He crashes back down and nips at Junsu's collarbone, biting down, marking him as his own. Junsu finally lets out a deep moan and it pricks Chan's ears, a chill ran down his spine straight to his dick. He fumbles with Junsu's shirt, hastily unbuttoning, careful not to rip it. Junsu wriggles out of it and Chan pins him down again. They engaged in a hot and lustful kiss as Chan pressed their bare chest together. The heat was unbearable, he noticed Junsu kicking off his sweatpants. Chansung brushed his hand on the waistband of Junsu's boxers, making the older man quiver in nervousness. He smirked and ran his hands up Junsu's sides. The singer mewled at the touch and Chansung took off his own pants.
"Are you sure about this? I don't want you to regre-" Junsu cut him off with his lips. He pulled away and gave him an assuring smile. "I won't. Please, stop hesitating." Junsu initiated the kiss again, moving his lips slowly, humming against Chan's. Chansung embraced him tightly, his erection pressing to Junsu's inner thigh. Junsu was surprised at first and left butterfly kisses to his jaw, Chan doesn't notice anything until he felt a palm pressing lightly on his groin. He jumped in shock but Junsu continued to palm him trough the fabric. "Oh God, Junsu." Chan groaned and buries his head to the other's shoulder. Junsu hand went under the boxers and took Chansung's straining erection out. Chansung moans and arched into his hand, begging him to do something. Junsu strokes slowly, concentrating on pleasing the younger boy. He pumps him a little faster, Chansung nibbled on Junsu's shoulders blade, enjoying his hyung's touch, pre-cum was already trickling out. He stops Junsu, not wanting to cum too early.
Chansung pressed a thumb on Junsu's sensitive spot above his pelvic bone, making him shudder. He slides his body down, a trail of kisses flowing down Junsu's body. He stops, face to face with the boxer waistband. Chansung grabs the sides of Junsu's hips, stilling him as he bites on the waistband, pulling the boxers down with his teeth. Junsu shivers as the cold air slaps on his exposed skin. Chansung trails a finger down the underside of Junsu's cock, while he licks Junsu's creamy thighs, eventually trailing his mouth to the erection. Sucking at a fixed speed, Junsu moaned loudly. He felt Chan's wet tongue circling inside. He fists the sheets and moans. Chansung finally lets go of him with a slick pop. He slid his hands back and gave his ass a hearty squeeze, Junsu twitched. Smirking as he hovered back up "I've always wanted to do that." he says to a pouting Junsu.
Chansung reaches to the side and pulls out a lube from his drawer. He coats his fingers and spreads Junsu's legs. "This will hurt a bit." He pushes a finger as gently as he could into the tight heat. Junsu gasped at pinch of pain and Chan kisses him, hoping that the pain will subside as he adds in another finger. Junsu mewls into his mouth. Chan fells Junsu's wall go loose as he shoves the third finger in. Junsu was now slick enough and Chansung pulled his hand away. Positioning himself over Junsu. Junsu wraps his arms around Chansung's neck and braces himself as he feels his member poking his entrance. Chansung shoves his whole cock into Junsu, making the singer shrieked in pain, tears pooling. Chansung stops and kisses the tears away, entwining his fingers to Junsu's. "I want you so much." he voices out.
The older bucks his hips, signalling that he was ready. Chansung starts to thrust in and out, picking up speed when Junsu rolls is hips to him. Moaning wantonly as the younger strikes his prostate.Chansung picks up his pace when Junsu moaned, encouraging him. The sensation of Chan's huge cock pounding into him fuzzes his mind. Chansung moans under his breath, feeling and watching his dreams come true.
The sounds Junsu makes drives him crazy. He muffles Junsu's screams with his mouth, distracting him from the pain when he thrusts impossibly faster. The friction was too intense it felt like fire was burning between them. Lust engulfing both of them. Junsu hugs him tighter, his walls clenching and un-clenching Chan's cock. Junsu moans his name, nails scraping at his back, leaving white scratches. Chansung bites on Junsu's neck, leaving hickeys as he thrusts into a new angle. Junsu moaned the loudest that time and threw his head back. Chansung strikes his sweet spot several time, whispering Junsu's name under his breath.
Sweat was forming as he felt closer to the edge, heat pooling at his abdomen. He pulls Junsu's body up and kisses him as he gave his neglected dick a few tugs. Chansung finally releases into Junsu with a throaty groan as Junsu came in between them, moan mixed with a scream. The wave of pleasure gushed through them as they panted for air. Chansung pulled out out of Junsu, cum dripping after.
He drops himself beside Junsu, immediately pulling his lover to his chest. Junsu pouts as his nose accidentally bumps hard on it.. Chansung chuckled and pecks his nose. Nuzzling his face to his cheek and kisses it. He whispered, "I love you." Junsu smiles widely and turns to fully face him, he presses himself flush into the hug whispered slowly and clearly against Chansung's neck. "I love you too."
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The other members came back and was shocked to see Junsu cradled on Chansung's lap on the floor, snoozing as the younger hand his arm stretched out holding the remote and flipping through channels. Chansung didn't see them when he placed an affectionate kiss to Junsu's forehead, the older shivered in delight. They gasped and attacked.
Nichkhun and Junho pulled Junsu away, startling him awake. Plopped down on the sofa. "Hwang Chansung! What did you do to him?!" Khun shrieked at Chansung, who was now sitting, legs sprawling on the floor. Taecyeon and Wooyoung flailed beside them, panicking about their pure hyung being corrupted. Chansung gaped at them, overacting over Junsu.
"And what is this?!!" It was Junho's turn to question. He pointed at Junsu's neck, which had soft pink trails of hickeys. "Omo! Did you-?" both was silent but Junsu nodded a little, he could barely move, crushed between Khun and Junho, but he nodded nontheless. "Perverted maknae!!!" Taecyeon shouted, instantly pointed an accusing finger to Chansung. "Oh my God! My baby!" Khun hugged Junsu tight, almost squeezing the air out of him. Junho wailed "Hyung~!" as he gripped on his arm. Junsu wriggled, suffocating.
"Let me goooo. I am not your baby! I'm the hyung!" he whines.
"I don't care! He tainted you~~!!!" Khun pouted.
Junsu frowns and kept trying to squirm out between Khun and Junho. Chansung growled and stood up and snatched Junsu easily from them. He glares daggers at Khun. "Oh come on, like you've never done anything with Woo before." he voices out sarcastically, making Khun frown and Wooyoung blush in embarrassment. Chan held Junsu close as he uttered the words sternly "Hyung. Mine. Touch. Die." He said with gritted teeth. It made even Taecyeon cower in fear. He grinned in satisfaction and dragged a giggling Junsu away.
Note: hehe hope this was okay~ :)
Pairing: Chansung/Junsu (CHANSU)
Genre: fluff, romance, smut
Rating: NC17
Summary: They had their first.
A/N: Chansu for my UNNIE~ meldamiriel :D
Note: It's short. Only because it's the smut part LOL xD
Chan sat down on the bed. Junsu was still on his lap, blushing. He was trembling. -Why did he say that? Are we g-gonna..? Oh My God...- Chansung nuzzled his nose to Junsu's neck. His right hand hugging Junsu's waist while the other is rubbing Junsu's thigh. Chansung started leaving light kisses on his neck, Junsu shuddered and gripped lightly and on his shoulders. Chansung's lips found his and questions were erased from his thoughts. He melts in to the kiss as Chansung pries his lips apart to slip his tongue in. Junsu sighs and kisses back. Chan slid his hand farther up Junsu's thigh and made him jump. He yelped, startled. Chansung chuckled and pulls Junsu back. "Relax. I won't force you..." he whispers as he kisses around Junsu's face. He was occupied while Junsu was lost in his own thoughts for awhile. Hesitation and uncertainty in his mind. He fought with his fear.
Suddenly Junsu pushes him back slightly. Determination in his eyes. "I.." he started, Chansung's eyes was piercing through him, he averted his eyes and gulps. Junsu inhales deeply. "I d-don't mind." Chansung eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean?" Junsu squirmed, stuttering to find the right words. "I m-mean. I wouldn't mind d-doing it with y-you." He peeked an eye at Chansung who had a look of disbelief on is face and mentally slapped himself for practically asking sex from Chansung. He gripped the fabric of his pants and bit his lips, opening his mouth to apologize.
When suddenly hands cradled his face, lips crashed to his. Junsu was startled, nearly falling off but Chansung hugged him tight, pressing his body flush against it. It doesn't take long for Junsu to respond, wrapping his arms around Chan's neck. The kiss was long and passionate with clash of tongues. Chansung shifted onto the bed and lightly pushes the other down to the sheets. He pulled away and leaned to Junsu's ear, he breathed in his sweet scent and grabbed Junsu's right hand, placing it to his chest, right above his heart. Chansung whispered, "If you give in to me now, I don't think I can hold back anymore..." Junsu smiled warmly, the fear gone. He stroked the back of Chansung's neck "Then don't hold back." he answered before pulling him down for another kiss.
This time Chansung threaded his hands through Junsu's soft brown locks, constantly tugging gently to tilt his head as he trails open-mouthed kisses down the side of Junsu's neck. Junsu starts bold touches, sliding his palms up Chan's shirt, rubbing his abs soothingly, sliding higher, pulling Chan's shirt up along the way. Chan stopped for a brief moment and takes his shirt off, throwing it aside. He crashes back down and nips at Junsu's collarbone, biting down, marking him as his own. Junsu finally lets out a deep moan and it pricks Chan's ears, a chill ran down his spine straight to his dick. He fumbles with Junsu's shirt, hastily unbuttoning, careful not to rip it. Junsu wriggles out of it and Chan pins him down again. They engaged in a hot and lustful kiss as Chan pressed their bare chest together. The heat was unbearable, he noticed Junsu kicking off his sweatpants. Chansung brushed his hand on the waistband of Junsu's boxers, making the older man quiver in nervousness. He smirked and ran his hands up Junsu's sides. The singer mewled at the touch and Chansung took off his own pants.
"Are you sure about this? I don't want you to regre-" Junsu cut him off with his lips. He pulled away and gave him an assuring smile. "I won't. Please, stop hesitating." Junsu initiated the kiss again, moving his lips slowly, humming against Chan's. Chansung embraced him tightly, his erection pressing to Junsu's inner thigh. Junsu was surprised at first and left butterfly kisses to his jaw, Chan doesn't notice anything until he felt a palm pressing lightly on his groin. He jumped in shock but Junsu continued to palm him trough the fabric. "Oh God, Junsu." Chan groaned and buries his head to the other's shoulder. Junsu hand went under the boxers and took Chansung's straining erection out. Chansung moans and arched into his hand, begging him to do something. Junsu strokes slowly, concentrating on pleasing the younger boy. He pumps him a little faster, Chansung nibbled on Junsu's shoulders blade, enjoying his hyung's touch, pre-cum was already trickling out. He stops Junsu, not wanting to cum too early.
Chansung pressed a thumb on Junsu's sensitive spot above his pelvic bone, making him shudder. He slides his body down, a trail of kisses flowing down Junsu's body. He stops, face to face with the boxer waistband. Chansung grabs the sides of Junsu's hips, stilling him as he bites on the waistband, pulling the boxers down with his teeth. Junsu shivers as the cold air slaps on his exposed skin. Chansung trails a finger down the underside of Junsu's cock, while he licks Junsu's creamy thighs, eventually trailing his mouth to the erection. Sucking at a fixed speed, Junsu moaned loudly. He felt Chan's wet tongue circling inside. He fists the sheets and moans. Chansung finally lets go of him with a slick pop. He slid his hands back and gave his ass a hearty squeeze, Junsu twitched. Smirking as he hovered back up "I've always wanted to do that." he says to a pouting Junsu.
Chansung reaches to the side and pulls out a lube from his drawer. He coats his fingers and spreads Junsu's legs. "This will hurt a bit." He pushes a finger as gently as he could into the tight heat. Junsu gasped at pinch of pain and Chan kisses him, hoping that the pain will subside as he adds in another finger. Junsu mewls into his mouth. Chan fells Junsu's wall go loose as he shoves the third finger in. Junsu was now slick enough and Chansung pulled his hand away. Positioning himself over Junsu. Junsu wraps his arms around Chansung's neck and braces himself as he feels his member poking his entrance. Chansung shoves his whole cock into Junsu, making the singer shrieked in pain, tears pooling. Chansung stops and kisses the tears away, entwining his fingers to Junsu's. "I want you so much." he voices out.
The older bucks his hips, signalling that he was ready. Chansung starts to thrust in and out, picking up speed when Junsu rolls is hips to him. Moaning wantonly as the younger strikes his prostate.Chansung picks up his pace when Junsu moaned, encouraging him. The sensation of Chan's huge cock pounding into him fuzzes his mind. Chansung moans under his breath, feeling and watching his dreams come true.
The sounds Junsu makes drives him crazy. He muffles Junsu's screams with his mouth, distracting him from the pain when he thrusts impossibly faster. The friction was too intense it felt like fire was burning between them. Lust engulfing both of them. Junsu hugs him tighter, his walls clenching and un-clenching Chan's cock. Junsu moans his name, nails scraping at his back, leaving white scratches. Chansung bites on Junsu's neck, leaving hickeys as he thrusts into a new angle. Junsu moaned the loudest that time and threw his head back. Chansung strikes his sweet spot several time, whispering Junsu's name under his breath.
Sweat was forming as he felt closer to the edge, heat pooling at his abdomen. He pulls Junsu's body up and kisses him as he gave his neglected dick a few tugs. Chansung finally releases into Junsu with a throaty groan as Junsu came in between them, moan mixed with a scream. The wave of pleasure gushed through them as they panted for air. Chansung pulled out out of Junsu, cum dripping after.
He drops himself beside Junsu, immediately pulling his lover to his chest. Junsu pouts as his nose accidentally bumps hard on it.. Chansung chuckled and pecks his nose. Nuzzling his face to his cheek and kisses it. He whispered, "I love you." Junsu smiles widely and turns to fully face him, he presses himself flush into the hug whispered slowly and clearly against Chansung's neck. "I love you too."
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The other members came back and was shocked to see Junsu cradled on Chansung's lap on the floor, snoozing as the younger hand his arm stretched out holding the remote and flipping through channels. Chansung didn't see them when he placed an affectionate kiss to Junsu's forehead, the older shivered in delight. They gasped and attacked.
Nichkhun and Junho pulled Junsu away, startling him awake. Plopped down on the sofa. "Hwang Chansung! What did you do to him?!" Khun shrieked at Chansung, who was now sitting, legs sprawling on the floor. Taecyeon and Wooyoung flailed beside them, panicking about their pure hyung being corrupted. Chansung gaped at them, overacting over Junsu.
"And what is this?!!" It was Junho's turn to question. He pointed at Junsu's neck, which had soft pink trails of hickeys. "Omo! Did you-?" both was silent but Junsu nodded a little, he could barely move, crushed between Khun and Junho, but he nodded nontheless. "Perverted maknae!!!" Taecyeon shouted, instantly pointed an accusing finger to Chansung. "Oh my God! My baby!" Khun hugged Junsu tight, almost squeezing the air out of him. Junho wailed "Hyung~!" as he gripped on his arm. Junsu wriggled, suffocating.
"Let me goooo. I am not your baby! I'm the hyung!" he whines.
"I don't care! He tainted you~~!!!" Khun pouted.
Junsu frowns and kept trying to squirm out between Khun and Junho. Chansung growled and stood up and snatched Junsu easily from them. He glares daggers at Khun. "Oh come on, like you've never done anything with Woo before." he voices out sarcastically, making Khun frown and Wooyoung blush in embarrassment. Chan held Junsu close as he uttered the words sternly "Hyung. Mine. Touch. Die." He said with gritted teeth. It made even Taecyeon cower in fear. He grinned in satisfaction and dragged a giggling Junsu away.
Note: hehe hope this was okay~ :)