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⋆ 🦢 hang out ; s.cb

Smut
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You and Changbin decided to hangout but got drunk.

⭒ֺ𓏲 🌷 ִֶָ⭒

It was one of those laid-back evenings when you and Changbin, your best friend, decided to hang out at your place. You had both swung by the convenience store nearby and stocked up on cans of beer, it was perfect for a summer night

  The two of you settled on the couch, cracking open the first of many beers. The sound of the TV played in the background, but neither of you paid much attention to it. Instead, you were immersed in conversation, reminiscing about old times and laughing about your high school antics.

  "Remember that time we tried to prank Mr. Kim and ended up getting detention instead?" Changbin asked, taking a swig of his beer.

  You laughed, nearly spilling your drink. "How could I forget? You were the mastermind behind that brilliant plan."

  "Hey, it was supposed to be foolproof!" he protested, chuckling. "But your laughter gave us away."

  The banter continued, and with each can of beer, you both grew more relaxed and more uninhibited. By the fourth can, you were both decidedly tipsy, leaning into each other as you laughed at shared jokes and memories.

  "Y/N, you know what?" Changbin slurred slightly, his eyes twinkling with a mix of mischief and something deeper. "You're my best friend, but sometimes... I wonder..."

  You looked at him, your heart pounding a little faster. "Wonder what, Changbin?"

  He hesitated, taking another sip of his beer for courage. "Wonder if there's more between us than just friendship."

  The room seemed to grow quieter as his words hung in the air. You bit your lip, the alcohol giving you the courage to voice your own feelings. "I've wondered the same thing," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.

Changbin's eyes darkened with something that wasn't just drunkenness. He leaned closer, his breath warm against your cheek. "What if we find out tonight?" he whispered.

You didn't respond with words. Instead, you closed the distance between you, pressing your lips to his in a kiss that was both tender and urgent. Changbin responded immediately, his arms wrapping around you as he deepened the kiss. You could taste the beer on his lips, mingling with your own, as your tongues explored each other's mouths.

  Changbin's hands roamed over your body as the kiss deepened, his touch both gentle and possessive.  His lips trailed down your neck, leaving a path of warm, open-mouthed kisses that made you shiver.

  "Changbin," you breathed, your hands tangling in his hair as he sucked on a particularly sensitive spot.

  He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with desire as he looked at you. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this," he murmured, his voice rough with need. "How long I've wanted you."

  You shivered at his words, your own desire mirrored in his gaze. "Then don't make me wait any longer," you whispered, your hands slipping under his black shirt and pulling it over his head. He helped you, discarding it quickly before turning his attention back to you.

  Changbin's hands slipped under your white crop top, his fingers grazing your bare skin and sending electric shocks through your body. He pushed the fabric up, exposing your breasts to the cool air before leaning down to capture a nipple in his mouth. You moaned softly, arching into his touch as his tongue flicked over the sensitive peak.

  "God, Y/N," he groaned, his breath hot against your skin. "You taste so good."

  His free hand moved to your shorts, deftly unbuttoning them and sliding them down your legs. You kicked them off, feeling a rush of anticipation as he knelt between your legs, his eyes locked onto yours.