I'm going to bury myself somewhere now..
TW: detailed written sex scene.

Quote for this chapter "And if you want to use me, I could be your puppet"

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"To the shower! NOW!" Minho demanded and his tone didn't allow any contradiction.

Without hesitation, Chan went into the bathroom and waited for Minho to follow him.

He didn't had to wait long.

"Take off your clothes!"

Chan took a deep breath and followed the request. And although he could hardly believe it himself, he was already incredibly aroused, only that Minho gave him orders and he followed them.

"Min..." Chan hesitantly stretched out his hands to Minho, but he shook his head.

"Go in the shower and wait for me. I'll be right back!"

While Minho left the bathroom, Chan slowly went into the shower, turned on the water and leaned against the wall.

Everything was spinning in his head. What came partly from alcohol and partly from the fact that he was incredibly aroused and nervous.

For a moment he leaned his head against the cool tiles and closed his eyes.

They had talked so much about it. He had thought about it so many times about how it would be to have sex with Minho and yet he felt very different than he had imagined.

When hands lay on his hip, he flinched. He hadn't heard Minho come back to the bathroom.

Minho gently pulled him closer and spread kisses on Chan's back and shoulders.

"May I... may I turn around..?" asked Chan.

"Turn around," said Minho and his voice sounded hoarse.

Chan turned around and blushed. He had seen Minho naked so many times, but this time it was somehow different.

"Do you want to touch me?" Minho asked quietly and his voice sounded inviting and seductive.

Chan bit his lower lip and nodded.

Uncertainly, Chan stretched out his hand and stroked over Minho's chest, down to the abdominal muscles. But before he even got close to Minho's limb, he caught Chan's hands, shook his head and held him tight.

"Later," he murmured and pulled Chan to himself.

The hot water ran down their naked bodies. Minho took the opportunity and rubbed his pelvis against Chans.

Chan pressed himself against Minho. Tried to be closer to him than he already was. Before he himself knew exactly what he was doing, he had buried his hands in Minho's hair and bit his shoulder.

Moaning, Minho threw his head into his neck and pressed himself against Chan. He liked wild, hot sex. He liked to bite his partner and he liked to be bitten. To impose his sign on his partner.

You could probably say that Minho had an ownership kink.

Their lips met passionately while Minho's hands wandered to Chan's butt.

"Baby, I want you so much," Minho moaned.

A shiver ran down Chan's body. Minho sounded just like in his dreams and it drove him crazy.

Slowly, Minho's lips wandered down Chan's neck. He gently bit into Chan's neck before sucking on the sensitive skin. Again and again.

Chan dug his nails into Minho's back and pressed himself against him.

"Min, I want you!" Chan moaned and wanted to let his hands slowly slide down Minho's body, but Minho grabbed his hands and held them over Chan's head.

"Min, please. I want to touch you," Chan moaned and tried to free his hands, but Minho held them tight.

"Do you want to have sex with me?" Minho asked panting.

Chan nodded.

"Do you want to touch me or do you want to have sex with me?" asked Minho.

"I want sex," Chan moaned, stopped wanting to free his hands and left them where they were.

"Good, cause I'm going to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk tomorrow!" moaned Minho.

Chan blushed insanely and was tempted to chew on his lip again, but Minho pulled him closer and kissed him. Let his tongue slide into Chan's mouth and entangled him in a passionate kiss.

He gently stroked Chan's back and then detached himself from him.

"Baby, have you ever had such sex?" Minho asked quietly and snuggled up to Chan again.

"No...," Chan said quietly.

"Okay... looks like we have to prep you first," Minho murmured, detached himself from Chan again and gently stroked his back, down to his butt.

"I... I don't know..."

"We can stop at any time. You just have to say it. I won't do anything you don't want, baby," Minho assured him.

Chan nodded, but still felt a little insecure.

"Would you rather want that we take it easy?"

Chan swallowed, but then shook his head.

He didn't feel like that at all. He felt famished and he craved for Minho touches.

He wanted wild, hard sex and he knew that Minho was just the right one to give him what he needed.

"It may not feel super nice at the beginning, but it's important so that I don't hurt you afterwards, okay?" Minho asked quietly and Chan just nodded.

Minho gently pulled Chan to him and kissed him before turning him over again, smearing a finger with lube and then carefully pushed it into Chan.

"Oh fuck," Chan moaned and unconsciously he tensed.

"Relax baby!" Minho murmured, kissing him gently on the shoulder and letting his hand wander to Chan's erection. Stroked gently over it and distracted Chan from what he did with his other hand.

Chan took a deep breath, tried to concentrate on the hand that lay around his erection and relax.

At the same time, Minho began to move his hands and Chan groaned. Minho was right, it wasn't necessarily the most beautiful feeling and Chan needed a moment to get used to it, but the hand around his erection and the thought that it was Minho's finger in him made Chan still moan with pleasure.

When Minho realized that Chan had gotten used to it, he loosened his hand from Chan's limb, distributed more lube and then pushed the second finger in him.

"Ah Min," Chan moaned and trembled all over his body.

This time Chan needed less time to get used to it. Panting, he pressed towards Minho, which he took advantage of directly and spread his fingers.

Meanwhile, Minho also moaned. Having Chan in front of him like that drove him crazy and he wanted nothing more than to fuck him finally.

"God Min, fuck me.. Please!" Chan moaned.

"Just a little more patience baby. I don't want to hurt you. One more finger, okay?" asked Minho.

Chan nodded panting and Minho pushed into him with the third finger.

Moaning, Chan let himself sink against the wall.

And then Minho's fingers and also the hand around his limb were suddenly gone and although he hadn't liked the feeling that much at the beginning, he immediately missed having Minho's fingers in him.

"Min," he pleaded.

"Are you ready baby?" asked Minho and his voice sounded hoarse and tense.

Chan nodded.

"I want you to touch yourself now! And just as long as you get used to the feeling that I'm in you, okay?"

Chan nodded again and moaned as Minho positioned him so that Chan leaned slightly forward. He flinched as he felt Minho spread lube and then carefully penetrate him.

"Ah FUCK MIN," Chan gasped.

"Your hand baby, move it," Minho pushed out.

He placed his hands on Chan's hip and after he had a firm grip, he slowly began to push into him.

He would have liked to have fucked him hard right away, but he really didn't want to hurt Chan. He wanted it to be nice for both of them and if he wouldn't hold back now, he would probably hurt Chan.

"Deeper," Chan moaned.

Minho had an incredibly hard time holding back. Chan who begged him to take him hard was something he had never known that it would turn him on so much, and yet he needed all his willpower not to fuck him really hard on the spot.

He carefully withdrew and then pushed a little deeper into Chan.

Chan gasped and had to get used to Minho's size, which could not be compared to the three fingers. But he understood why Minho had insisted.

Minho moaned and bit his lower lip right away. He had to force himself to be slow and wait for Chan to get used to it. And yet it felt incredibly good to be in Chan.

Again he pushed deeper and Chan was desperately looking for something to hold on to.

"Fuck. You are so big," Chan gasped and rubbed over his own erection.

"Should I stop," Minho asked and his voice sounded pressed.

Chan shook his head. "Deeper!"

With the next push, Minho was completely in Chan. Filled him up and they both gasped.

The feeling of being completely filled was incredibly intense and Chan needed a moment to get used to it.

Actually, he would have liked to kiss and touch Minho, but he wasn't sure if he could still move at all. His legs were already shaking slightly, but they had just started.

"Min please..." he turned his head to the side so far that he could look at Minho. He leaned forward and kissed Chan. "Fuck me. Hard..." Chan whispered and immediately blushed, but he didn't care.

From then on, Minho couldn't hold back any longer.

He knew that they both needed it and he was only too happy to follow Chan's request.

He increased the pace, pushed faster and harder into him. They both moaned uncontrollably and although Minho wanted more than a short round, he knew that he wouldn't be able to keep the pace for long. It was just too long ago that he had had sex and it felt incredible to be in Chan, to fuck him.

"Fuck baby, you're so tight... I don't think I'll last long," Minho moaned.

Chan also didn't know if he would last much longer. He had long since taken his hand away from his erection, otherwise he would have already come.

Instead, he supported himself on the wall with both hands. "Harder," he moaned.

Being fucked by Minho was a incredible mixture of giving up control of everything, the incredible feeling of Minho in himself - which felt so very different than fucking someone yourself - and an incredible high when their bodies met.

Minho pushed harder into him and for a second Chan thought that he would definitely have bruises on his hip tomorrow when Minho's cock hit him at just the right point.

Moaning, Chan almost collapsed cause his legs were trembling so much, but Minho caught him and kept him upright.

"Right there," Chan gasped and bit his lower lip. He felt that he was close, but he couldn't do anything about it - he didn't want to.

"Ah Min, please... right there..." he was aware that he was actually begging Minho right now, but he couldn't care less.

He had never thought that it would feel so incredible to be fucked by someone, but Minho's cock, which filled him and let him see stars when he pushed into him like that, was one of the best things he had ever felt.

At that moment, Minho released a hand from Chan's hip, put it on his neck and pressed slightly, pushed harder and deeper into him, which led to Chan coming on the spot.

"Min," Chan moaned and everything in him contracted.

Minho gasped uncontrollably, his thrusts were sloppy, but he rode Chan through his high and finally came himself.

Panting, they stood there pressed against each other for a moment. Chan had leaned against Minho and was not sure whether he could still stand on his own.

"Baby that was incredible," Minho murmured and spread gentle kisses on Chan's neck and shoulders.

Satisfied, smiling, Chan closed his eyes.

"I haven't thought that it would be so good," he murmured.

"Can you still stand?" Minho asked gently and took the hand from Chan's neck.

Although his legs were shaking and he felt that he wouldn't be able to hold himself up for long, Chan nodded. "For a moment, yes."

"Well, then I'll wash you and then I'll take you to the sofa," said Minho and gently stroked Chan's back.

He turned around and let himself sink against the wall.

Minho lovingly brushed the wet hair off Chans face and kissed him gently.

Exhausted, but completely satisfied, Chan leaned against him.

Smiling, Minho pulled him to himself and gently stroked his back.

"Come on baby, let's finish showering and then off to the sofa," Minho murmured, gently kissed Chan again and then detached himself from him.

Minho gently washed Chans hair first, then his body and finally himself. Then he turned off the water, wrapped Chan in a towel and lifted him up.

"I can walk by myself..." Chan murmured, but Minho shook his head with a grin. "I wouldn't be so sure, baby..."

After putting Chan on the sofa, he ran back to the bathroom and wrapped a towel around his hip.

"Do you need anything, handsome?" he asked when he was back with Chan and gently stroked through his hair.

Tired, Chan stretched out his hands to him.

"Only you. Come here, I want to cuddle," he murmured. He laboriously slid to the side to make room for Minho.

"God, you're right, I don't think I can walk anymore. It hurts so much," Chan said and couldn't stop laughing.

Grinning, Minho lay down next to him and pulled Chan to him. "Sorry baby..." he said quietly and kissed Chan gently.

"There is no reason why you would have to apologize. It was unbelievable and if we ever have the opportunity, I would like to repeat it!" said Chan, cuddled up to Minho and closed his eyes.

"You're right! It was incredible. And I'm always ready for a second round," said Minho and kissed Chan again. "Sleep a little baby. If the two are done at some point, I'll take you to bed."

Lovingly Minho stroked Chan's back, pulled Chan even closer to him and also closed his eyes.

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