What If You Elaborated On The "keep Up Christopher" To Daddy Chan Thing I Mentioned Yesterday Amen

what if you elaborated on the "keep up Christopher" to daddy chan thing I mentioned yesterday amen

bee this is literally months late IM SO SORRY but anyway HERE TAKE THIS…. i want him so bad today 😵‍💫 fendi!chan has fucked me all the way up and more.

🏷️: daddy kink, spanking as a punishment, chan is still highkey a softie because i’m me 👍

“what’d you say?” he asks.

you fucked up. you fucked up and you know it, you and your damn smart mouth, and now you have to deal with the consequences.

chan is lenient. he always looks at you with kind eyes and an even kinder smile, that fond, close-lipped smile that makes his dimples pop. even your brattier antics are met with a gleeful grin and soft hands gripping your hips so he can squeeze you, but sometimes. sometimes, you take it too far, and you poke the bear.

“uh,” comes your eloquent reply.

“no, come on. just say it again.”

chan tugs on your hips. his hands are too gentle for the punishment you know you’re going to receive when you open your mouth again. he’s sitting on the edge of the bed, and when he pulls you close enough between his legs, he hugs you around the waist. chan’s arms wrap around your waist, and his hands find their home on your ass. he’s so sweet; you better bask in it now while you can. you run your fingers through his silky hair and press his head to your chest to hug him back.

“keep up, christopher, is what- um. what i said.”

“see, yeah. that’s what i thought you said,” chan replies. two pats to your ass. a confirmation. he pulls away from you and smiles, but it’s sharp. “over my lap, come on.”

you don’t even take your pants off. he doesn’t give you the chance before he’s manhandling you across his lap with your cheek resting on the bed. his hands are still kind when they rub over the swell of your bottom, even through your jeans the touch is comforting.

“‘keep up, christopher,’” he laughs, repeating your taunt from seconds ago. “yeah, nah. nah nah nah. alright, it’s your turn to keep up. count.”

smack.

the first slap to your ass is harsh, muted but still burning hot through your jeans. your hands flex beside your head, tensing before you grip the comforter underneath you.

“one,” you breathe. your breath is already shaky. he’s so damn good at this.

“be respectful, sweetheart. one, who?”

“one, daddy.”

chan rewards you with another sharp smack, this time to your other cheek. he soothes his knobby fingers up your spine when you arch your back, still your ever doting daddy even when you give him trouble.

it’s not until you count to five that chan pulls your pants and underwear down. he manhandles you again, ignoring the wiggling you’re doing in his lap while he tugs your jeans down to your thighs. he grabs two handfuls of your cheeks, kneading your heated flesh roughly, and the contact to your stinging skin makes you hiss.

“bet your little cunt’s soaked, yeah?” he murmurs. you nod your head, and there goes your sixth slap. “i expect an answer when i speak to you.”

“s-six, six daddy. my- my pussy is wet, yes sir, daddy.”

you’re not the only one that’s feeling it though. chan’s cock throbs underneath you at your comment, and you wriggle your hips. you can feel chan lean slightly to the side. he spreads your cheeks with one of his hands so he can see the way your cunt glistens in his lap; your lips spread apart slightly with his grip. he can see both of your holes like this.

“you’re always so pretty here,” he whispers, and his thumb nudges at the hole of your cunt. “should spank you here too.”

you keen, writhing in his lap. you want to spread your legs for him, you want to turn over onto your back and spread your lips so he can see just how needy you are for him and him only. if you got your way. he’d slap your pussy until his hand is coated in your sweetness, until your clit is tingling numbly. he’d soothe it with his tongue.

“i would if i didn’t know you’d like it so much.” you can hear the grin in his voice.

another slap to your ass, the smack echoing between the four walls of the room. he pinches your heated skin between his fingers when he’s done, and you thrash again.

“channie! daddy! da- daddy, seven, p-please!”

the tenth slap leaves your ass stinging raw and chan’s hand tented pretty pink. you’ve gone limp in his lap, fingers still weakly gripping the fabric of his pants.

“ten, daddy. ‘s ten. i love you. i keep up?” you dazedly coo. your tongue feels too big for your mouth, and you smack your lips. there’s drool on your cheek and drool on the comforter.

chan tenderly rolls you over so that you’re facing him. his strong arm holds you under your neck, and his other hand makes its way between your soaked thighs. your legs tremble when his fingers touch your clit, frantically using your feet to try and pry your jeans all the way down your legs so you can spread yourself for him.

there’s a kiss pressed to your forehead, and his fingers make a tight vee around your swollen little clit.

“you did, baby. that’s daddy’s sweetheart right there. love you, love you forever. how ‘bout you cum for me now, yeah? you can have somethin’ else later.”

heyy could u do smthing like txt reactions to u using the safe word while at it????

omg of course!! i love this idea sm.

cw. use of safe word, all of them stop ofc, sex, rough bdsm stuff is not mentioned, soob is big and clumsy and reader likes pushing limits, gyu uses red/green/yellow system and likes pushing limits, pet names (baby), aftercare, tae's kinda vanilla and feels guilty, kai is kinky asf (but that's not discussed here; go check out lia's duality for that lol), cuddling, kissing.

smut(?) under cut!

yeonjun - omg honestly i think he’d be the absolute sweetest. stops in his tracks, lifts his hands off you, but stays inside you to wait for further instruction. doesn't apologize because you've ask him not to in the past (makes you feel guilty) and he's worked so hard to make sure you feel safe with him and that you're not hesitant using the safe word. he's so proud (but doesn't show it) that you feel safe enough to use the safe word with him. "what did i do? what can i do to make it better?” doesn't touch you until you say its okay. once you've caught your breath and have calmed down, he very cautiously and with your permission picks things back up, finishing you, but he doesn't finish himself. he can get off later.

soobin - he's the one that insisted on creating a safe word in the first place. he knows he can sometimes be just a bit too clumsy and a bit too big that he doesn't know if he's hurting his sex partners or if they're just playing into it. so he learned quickly that he needs to establish a safe word every time, especially since you like pushing the limits. things start getting a little too hot and heavy for your liking and he's getting a little too carried away. it feels so good at first, until he takes it just a bit too far. typically, you're usually comfortable enough to ease him down with body language and talking, but something was off today and you needed it to stop. he comes to a slow stop, relaxing his hands, loosening his grip on you and turning them into soothing strokes and caresses. asking and giving exactly what you need.

beomgyu - first of all, i see him as the type to use the red, yellow, green system. and can definitely see him pushing you into yellow a lot. and he loves it (as do you), but he's cautious. the second you say red, he drops everything. "was that too much for my baby? i'm sorry..." going to get you some water and sitting down to have an in-depth conversation about what was too far. "did you like the idea of it and i just went too far? did you want to try it again but slower? was what i did completely out of the question now? what can i do to make you feel safer next time? do you feel safe right now?" turns into soft and slow aftercare that eventually warms up to slow and sensual sex to make up for it.

taehyun - i think feels the most guilty out of them. he doesn't strike me as the kinda guy to be super into kink stuff, so i think he almost doesnt know how to handle it other than apologizing. asks a lot of questions, like, "are you okay? you sure? do you want me to finish you? i'd be happy to if you like." and you agreeing that you'd still like to come as long as he still wants to and is comfortable to keep going but as soon as he's inside you, "are you sure you're okay if i finish too?" maybe becomes a bit too nervous before both of you agree its better for both of you to stop completely and cuddle the rest of the night.

hueningkai - honestly i feel like kai's kinky asf and i will not be silenced any longer. he talks a lot about it with you beforehand anyway, so its rare that you (or any of his partners) get to that point because he knows all ur limits and how to push them and how to not push them too far. so you saying it is a bit of a shock, but he knows exactly what to do. drops everything, slides out of you, asks what you need from him. and when you request cuddles, he's the biggest cuddle bug ever. cheek kisses, whispers in ur ear about how perfect and beautiful you are. dragging his nails down ur arm. omfg i love him.

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NAYEON ✘ ABCD / Dance Break (2024)

aw thank you :]!! i'm glad you like it <3

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆when the world is asleep⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

tags: idol!bangchan x reader, established relationship, fluff, slight hurt comfort (really just a couple doing their best in a bad situation), reader has ~anxiety~

3:00 AM in the quiet part of town is your favorite place in the world. On the outskirts of the city, where only families and old folks live and the streets are empty this time of night, you have found what seems like the only place in the world where you and Chan can feel truly at ease.

You’d been waiting for him to come over all day, so when he finally called around ten saying he just left the studio you became giddy with excitement that soon turned into anxiety. It’s not like he had never been to your apartment before or that you felt uncomfortable around him; it’s just that you can never shake the fear that this time is when everything will go wrong. That this is the night you’ll be caught by photographers or fans and soon everyone will know and your relationship will change forever. That your whole life could change forever. These worries echoed in your brain as you went down to the entrance of your building to let Chan in. 

Your nerves were obvious; you didn’t hug him as tightly as you wanted to--trying to maintain the illusion that you could just be friends should anyone see you--and your smile twisted into a grimace as you kept an eye on your surroundings.

The summer night air ruffled the hair that stuck out from his hat “Hey, Baby!” he said with a soft smile “You feeling alright?”

“Yeah, I’m good. I’m glad you could come over tonight,” You shyly smile, still not being able to shake the tight feeling in your stomach. 

He hummed a response and, sensing how on edge you were , looked over his shoulder to see if anyone was around before asking, “Should we go upstairs? I brought ice cream,” and lifted up a convenience store bag in his hand.

After heading up to your apartment the two of you spent hours just talking in your room. You were mostly catching up—you hadn’t seen each other in a couple of days due to your schedules—but eventually, it dissolved into a mess of inside jokes, you showing him all the Tik Toks you’d saved for him, him showing you videos of the boys messing around in dance practice in return, and whatever other nonsense made you both smile. Even though your relationship could be stressful, actually being with Chan was the easiest thing in the world. Honestly, you would be happy staying here forever; cuddled in his arms in the dim light of your bedroom, listening to his laugh get all squeaky as he worked himself up over some dumb video you won’t even remember in the morning. 

What you will remember, however, is how hot you are right now. Turns out your fourth-floor apartment with one broken AC unit could spell quite the sweathouse in the summer—especially with the amount of physical contact you two are prone to after some time apart. Chan had already shed his shirt sometime in between his first and second popsicle, and you had all of your fans on high pointed at your bed where you both laid tangled up with each other.

Chan, after finally calming down from his laughing fit, let out a sigh as he stared up at your ceiling. "You know I love you, right?"

"Yeah, why?" You asked, confused by his sudden declaration.

He continued quickly, "And you know that I really like coming over to your place-"

"Yeahh?"

"-because of the lack of roommates and overall better smell?"

"Also, I have HBO."

"Yes, also that—so will you not take offense if I, hypothetically, say that I’m going to die of heat stroke if I stay in here any longer?" He looked over at you with a rueful smile.

You laughed silently as you looked into his eyes. "I’ll go get my shoes."

He let out a triumphant "Yes!" and pumped his fist into the air as you got off of the bed, satisfied with the result of your banter. As you continued to get ready, he moved to the edge of your bed and was brought back to how anxious you seemed when he first arrived. "We don’t actually have to go out if you don’t want to, though," he said, scratching his arm as a nervous tick. "I know that we both get all paranoid when we’re not in private, and I don’t want to ruin the night or anything."

You turned to face him and put a reassuring hand on his arm, whilst you tried to shove your own concerns to the back of your mind."Don’t worry about it. I was thinking we could go to that one spot—you know, where we went on your birthday?"

"Yeah, that sounds perfect." He said with a relieved smile.

And that’s what brought you here; after checking for paparazzi from your apartment windows, and after you went outside and checked again, ensuring you both had your incognito face masks and baseball caps on. Finally, you were able to make the epic journey two blocks down and one over to a small playground surrounded by some trees and a fence: your safe haven. Taking in the warm night air as the wind lightly blows across your face--gently wicking the sweat on your brow--and hearing the leaves softly rustle as you both sit on the old swing set and let your legs dangle. You did what you loved to do most with each other: you talked.

"I’m sorry it’s always like this," Chan said as he looked at his feet, the toe of his shoes sputtering over the rubbery ground as he swayed, "that we can’t just get together and go to restaurants and the movies or—I don’t know— win you a big teddy bear at a carnival," he laughs half-heartedly, "or whatever regular couples get to do."

You smile sadly. "I’m sorry too. Maybe I’m just being overly cautious." 

He reaches over, grabs your hand, and rubs gentle circles on the back with his thumb, letting you know he isn’t mad and that he doesn’t blame you for anything. 

"I could tell the company, and they could release a statement or something." His tone hitches up at the end, almost like it’s a question—or maybe just the only thing he can think of to ease your guilt.

Not wanting to worry him, and always the best at avoiding the hard topics, you raise your eyebrows and sarcastically remark, "Oh yeah, and that would go over really well."

"Hm, yeah, you’re right. What do you think they would say, though?"

You lower your voice and attempt your best soulless executive impression. "'How could you, Chan?! You’re being so selfish by having desires and feelings! How do you expect us to monetize you when we can’t sell you as a fantasy boyfriend? Blargh rargh raa!'" You both chuckle at the absurdity of your situation: "And then of course you’ll get punished by your company, and everyone on Twitter is going to eat you alive when they find out, and you’ll get a tidal wave of hate thrown at you-"

"Oh, for sure." He nods along to your pessimistic prophecy (and excellent impression).

"-and I’ll be, like, assassinated by a bunch of teenagers whose identity hinges on the fantasy that they are secretly your one true love." You finish with a breathy chuckle.

He smiles at the ground. "Hey, Stays are much more than that," he says in an only half-serious defense.

"Heh, not the ones that I’ll have to deal with," you reply, almost to yourself. He seems to draw back at that comment, whatever clever response he had lined up dying on his lips.

You press your toes into the soft ground and push your swing over to his so that your shoulders touch. "I’m joking, Chan," you say in a soft voice.

"No, you're not." He shoots back in defeat. You sigh and try to meet his evasive eyes.

"You’re right, I’m not," you sigh, leaning in closer to him, "but that doesn’t mean I regret any of this. I can wish things were different while still loving how they are now." He finally meets your eyes, and his gaze goes soft. You share a fond look and, without words, reach an understanding: you're the best thing that has happened to each other, and eventually your love may see the light of day, but for now, just this is more than enough.

He brings your hand up to his mouth and lightly kisses your knuckles before letting your arms fall in between the both of you. "You’re right. I love this too. I’ll love anything as long as we can do it together." His words are full of tenderness and a rom-com sincerity that only he can do right.

"Except sit in my hot apartment." You smile as you lean towards him, and he smiles too as he goes in for a kiss.

"No, I loved that too. Just a little less than this." His lips touch yours, gentle and grinning, as your giggles float up into the night sky and you feel truly at ease once more.

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