[M] Chapter 3 (1/1)

You wanted to somehow hear out Chan, in hopes that he had hesitations, maybe something that hed want to lift off his chest before you do something you might regret. Darkening your friendship was still, dangerous, despite the sex that oozed in the air. It was too obvious that Chan wanted to this, for what reason, youd probably never know. And you, didnt want to deny the chance.

Deny the chance, or did you want this too? What made Chan not an option, if everything about him was comforting, attractive, irresistable, modelful.

And when did Chan start seeing you as a woman?..

"Chan I-i think, I think I can do that."

"Good."

You felt your body shiver and ripple down to your core at the simplest of his words. Chan was unfamiliar, and he was making sure of it. Making sure that whatever friendship youve had with him is not ruining his chance to slip into his imaginations.

He closes in on your ear and tests the waters of closeness, feeling your skin against his cheek as he smoothes his hands over your bare hips. You let out a stuttured breath at his circling movements, feeling the weight of his head locked in your shoulder, listening to your your whole body rise and fall.

"Y/n, you have to tell me when you dont want this."

"Okay?"

You thank god for being in this position, Chan unable to see the burn building on your face and the lust of every smutful dream uve ever had come through your eyes. He could only turn his head to the side, towards your face, slowly nuzzling your crevices.

You were becoming too hot and bothered by the whole thing to care about your history. Rationality was gone and you welcomed the lust with open arms.

"Do whatever you want Chan." you let out in an unwillingly desperate whine, halting Chan's roams over your torso.

"Sorry beforehand babygirl."

A dagger straight to your core. Before you could even comprehend what that meant to you, Chris lays you flat on his desk, the clatter sound of displaced pens, his notebook, and headphones by his aggression gets to you more as arousal than pain.

Oh this is definetley going somewhere.

"Fuck Chris-""I already aplogized remember that-""Yeah i know, its just I...holy shit this is really happening."