I was in the kitchen just cleaning the dishes when I hear Bang Chan walk in. He looks like he's been crying, but I knew that it was because of stress.
He walks up to me and puts his hand on my shoulder.
"Baby. What happened now? " I ask.
Bang Chan shakes his head and sighs. "Nothing, baby." He says as if this is a common occurrence for him
"Just stressed? "
"Yeah...you know how it is..."
"I know..."
Bang Chan pauses to stare at me. Then walks up to me and hugs me tightly.
"Babe. My hands are wet."
He chuckles and lets go of me. I dry my hands and watch him do the dishes for me. My eyes take in a the cheerful, but worn out, face of my boyfriend. I remember why I fell in love with him.
I kiss his neck as a thank you. He chuckles and begins singing a song to himself.
Damn it I love his voice. I could sit and listen to it all day.
Even if he did just sing about sitting and listening.
Who am I kidding? I'd sit and listen to him anyway.
I put my chin on his shoulder as I wrap my arms around his waist.
"So," he says, staring at me as he washes a bowl, "What did you want to do after I'm done?"
"Whatever you want to do. "
He smiles at me. "I was actually hoping you'd say that."
I already knew what he wanted. I sigh and start preparing myself.
After a bit I hear the water run out and him quickly drying off his hands.
Afterwards I walk over and grab his face, kissing him deeply.
He wraps his arms around me as we continue kissing.
I stroke his nature curly hair as he lifts my leg above his waist.
I grab the bottom of his shirt and pull it up as I slide my hand under, running my fingers over the sensitive skin of his stomach.
He bites my lip as he starts groaning at my touch.
His hand slides up my thigh and curls around my hip.
I gasp into his mouth as he quickly lifts me off my feet and turns us around.
He slams me to the wall and starts grinding on me.
I gasp and moan as he sucks on my neck.
I wrap my legs around his waist as he kisses me harder than he has before.
I was wondering where this was going but I didn't care.
I could feel myself getting wet as he ground into me.
"B-Baby." I moan. "I want you...
"I know you do." He whispers, pulling my pants and boxers off. I gasp as I feel cold air hit new areas. He takes off his own and enters me.
I grip and dig my nails into his back as he starts thrusting into me.
"Ah...ah...F-Fuck..." I moan.
"You like that?"
"Y-Yes. Give me more Daddy.. "
He growls in my ear the whole time he's thrusting into me.
"I'm going to fill you up and prove that you are mine..." He says as he bites my ear.
He licks my neck making me roll my eyes to the back of my head.
"I want you to remember this moment forever."
This was definitely not how I imagined our first time to be.
But I was not complaining.
He bites my neck and I climax, wrapping my legs tighter around his waist.
"Oh..." I moan out, feeling wave after wave of pleasure hit me.
"B-Baby, I'm..."
He slaps my butt and says "Don't cum!"
I groan and try to calm myself as he laughs.
"Good boy. Now, I'm going to make you mine in every way. And you're going to like it."
He continues to thrust into me and bite my neck as I feel the familiar tightening in my stomach.
"D-Daddy!" I moan out, nearing my release.
"Cum for me."
With a gasp I do but he doesn't pull out. He only stops thrusting and breaths in my ear making me shiver.
"You're so warm. And tight. I love it."
I shudder as I feel him slide out of me.
He puts me down and flips me over where my face was against the wall. He takes my shirt off and enter me yet again.
"You want this don't you?"
"Y-Yes, Daddy."
"Say it."
"I want you to fill me up and make me yours..." I softly say.
"Moan my name Babyboy." He whispers beginning to thrust.
I whimper as he buries himself into me, hitting my sweet spot.
"Chan..." I moan his name.
He leans over and bites my shoulder as he continues to thrust into me.
I moan louder and louder until I was screaming. He harshly grabs my shoulder and abuses my prostate over and over and over again.
"Come for me Felix.." He says.
I let out a scream of pure ecstasy as I release.
He collapses on top of me and gently kisses my back as we both lean on the wall panting.
"Did I go to rough?" He asks.
"A little but I loved it." I whimper. He carries me bridal style to the bedroom and cleans my abused hole.
I rest my head on his chest as he softly kisses the top of my head.
"I love you." He whispers, playing connect the dots with my freckles.
I chuckle and whisper "I love you more."
He laughs and says "Now no more talking."
We lay in silence until we drift off to sleep.
