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Chan tossed his hair around one more time before looking at himself in the mirror. A smile of content spread onto his face as he checked himself out. Messy hair, very light, pretty makeup, white panties, grey thigh highs, a black collar with a name tag 'pup', and a leash attached. Didn't he look oh so pretty for his boyfriend to come home to? Or should I say, his master? We'll see how this plays out when Minho gets home. Once Chan was done getting ready, he jumped onto his shared bed he had with Minho. His hand reached over on the nightstand to grab his phone. Clicking on his messages with Minho, he decided to send his boyfriend a text.
Channie: I can't wait for you to come home master...
A satisfied smirk now planted on Chan's face.
Minho was sitting at his desk, doing paperwork when he heard his phone ding. Automatically hoping it was Chan, he picked it up in flash. It was Chan; with a smile on his face, he excitedly unlocked his phone to read the text. His smile dropped, instead a shocked look took over his face. Master? Chan's never called him that before. Quickly, he became intrigued. What could Chan be doing or have up his sleeve? Minho bit his lip before typing a response.
Min: Oh? What're you up to baby?
Channie: Why don't you come and find out?
Minho's eyebrows raised and he tried to think. What was Chan doing? Maybe it was something simple, like being needy? Maybe he was already touching himself? Hm, maybe he's wearing something pretty? Minho's head was raving with thoughts and excitement. He wasn't sure, all he knew was that he needed to get finished up with his work as fast as he could. So, he put his phone down and got straight back into work.
Sloppy hand writing, rushed typing, having to quickly fix mistakes from going so fast. Minho was rushing with his paperwork to get back home to his boyfriend. Just from letting his imagination run wild as to what's at home for him, his pants were tight from getting hard. Chan wasn't even with him, yet had such power over Minho. Of course, Minho would never let Chan know that. Who knows how bratty Chan would try to become if he knew he had such an affect on Minho so easily. Yes, Chan usually was very obedient, he loved being obedient. Like most subs, he had his bratty moments though. Especially if Minho showed him any slack. Minho didn't mind any of it at all though. He would always continue to keep Chan in check, and be dominant with him in and out of the bedroom. Chan liked it, and Minho very quickly came to like it.
So, this little burst of pure confidence Chan seemed to have, left Minho nothing but intrigued. He was ready to play along with whatever Chan was planning.
--Timeskip--
Minho was able to finish up his work in about an hour or two. He didn't waste time in getting out of the office and into his car. His drive was normal, well except for his mind was swirling around and all he could think about was Chan. Chan, how intoxicating he was. Chan, how cute he was but also incredibly seductive without even trying. Chan, always wanting to please his boyfriend. Chan, whom had something waiting at home for his... master.
As soon as he was parked in the driveway, he rushed into the house. "Channie?" Minho called out as he began walking through the house slowly; demeanour immediately changing from his excited, urgent one, to a calm and collected one. When he got no answer, his curiosity peaked. He's so quiet? In all honesty, he was expecting Chan to come running to him when he got home; Chan usually does. So that definitely means Chan has something exciting planned.
"Channie?" Minho called out again as he opened their bedroom door. Just for his jaw to hit the floor as he looked at the sight in front of him. Chan, skin flushed red as if he had been getting himself worked up. Then... his clothes. His fucking clothes; or the lack there of. His eyes then landed on the collar and leash. "Holy fuck..." He whispered, he had never seen Chan in one. Though, he was absolutely loving it. Slowly, he walked over to Chan on the bed, his eyes never leaving Chan. It was funny seeing how Minho's eyes constantly darted everywhere on Chan's body. How could he not just sit and admire his boyfriend and what he's done? They've talked about this before, but didn't know it was something Chan was wanting to do so bad. So now, Minho had his chance and was going to use this chance up just how he'll use up Chan.
"What's this?" Minho asked as he finally stopped in front of Chan. All Chan did was look up at Minho innocently. The younger's hand gently pulled on the tag to look at it. "Pup?" He read out, then an entertained smirk pulled at his mouth. There it was, Minho's cocky and confident demeanour was back and here to stay. He knew he was gonna take full control. After all, puppies need to be taken care of and also put in their place. Chan nodded immediately. "Mhm! I wore this just for you!" He exclaimed.
"I see, you wanted to be a pretty pup for me? Wanted me to come home to you all prettied up for me puppy?" Instantly, Chan was whining at Minho's words. "Answer me pup." Minho demanded. "Yes master." He whimpered. The younger's brain froze up for a moment. The word, 'master' just repeating in his head. Who knew the name master could get Minho so worked up.
"So my pretty pup... on the floor." Minho suddenly ordered. It took Chan by surprise. As soon as it registered what was wanted, he did what Minho asked. The older's eyes looking wide and cute as he stared up at Minho. All Minho could do was drink up the sight. "So pretty..." He mumbled. "No no, hands and knees. You're a puppy, right?" Chan didn't have to be told twice before he was quickly on his hands and knees. "What now master?" He impatiently asked. To which, Minho scoffed. "Be patient and be a good pup for me. I want you to sit there quietly. Dogs don't talk." Minho said sternly. Chan pouted and whimpered but did as told. Now waiting patiently and watching Minho's every move.
Minho's hand glided over Chan's back, to his shoulder, to his neck, paying extra attention to his neck. His hand softly squeezed it, then his hand continued it's travel. Up to his face, gliding past the older's chin, then his thumb pressed against Chan's lips. All Chan wanted to be was a good pup, so without hesitation he took Minho's thumb into his mouth; sucking. As Minho was met with the sight, he groaned. "That's it, good pup." He praised. Which instantly got him a physical reaction from the other. Chan let out a little whimper and rubbed his thighs together. Of course, Minho took note of that. He sighed in contentment, and as he watched his other hand reached for the leash. After securing it around his hand and wrapping it up a little bit, he tugged Chan closer. His thumb now slipping out of the older's mouth. They hadn't even done anything yet and Chan was beginning to look like a mess. "Now... Please your master." Minho said, his dark eyes piercing into Chan.
Chan wasted no time in taking all the clothes off the lower half of Minho's body. He just wanted to obey as quick as possible, wanted to make his master feel good. All Minho could do was smirk as he watched how urgent and needy Chan seemed to be. Then came the eye contact as Chan placed his lips around the tip of Minho's cock. This made the younger bite his lip; stare becoming more intense. Chan sucked on the tip lightly before pulling off and licking up the others length. Then doing it again... and again... and again... Minho chuckled, "you really are being my pretty pup hm?" In response, Chan took Minho into his mouth finally. His face slowly sinking down, then slowly pulling back up. Oh boy, Minho was glad he had a leash connected to Chan in his hand. After a little too long of this slow pace, Minho suddenly jerked on the leash. Causing Minho's length to go down Chan's throat, the younger gagging. "Good pup." He responded as he watched Chan take it.
Minho held the leash tightly and kept Chan in that spot so he had to keep deepthroating him. A delicious growl erupting from Minho's throat. This revved Chan up. His mouth got sloppier and wetter as he increased his pace. Minho became increasingly turned on at the sight and feeling of Chan's mouth around him. "Oh that's it pup-" He groaned. His other hand gripped onto Chan's hair. "I love you being so obedient for me." He praised. Chan's hips needly bucked against Minho's leg; a moan silenced around the others' length. Hm, interesting. "Do that again." He ordered. The older shyly bucked his hips against Minho's leg again while looking up at Minho; dick still in his mouth. Then he did it again, small moans vibrating against Minho's dick.
"Look at that… look at you being such a needy mutt you need to hump my leg. You gonna get off just from humping my leg? Like a little fucking bitch in heat. Move. More." Minho went on. Chan's eyes instantly clouded over with absolute need, and he whined very loudly against Minho's cock. The other took in a deep breath to keep his composure. An amused chuckle left Minho's already parted, pink lips. Chan let loose and was desperately humping Minho's leg. It didn't seem like he cared anymore how pathetic and desperate he seemed. Chan was fully wrapped around Minho's leg, needly humping it. Yes, Minho's cock still in his mouth. What a sight to see. Minho knew he would never be able to forget this sight, or probably even get it out of his head for weeks.
"Such a needy little thing aren't you? You're being such a pathetic, needy, mutt. Are you gonna get off on my leg? Really? You're gonna make a mess all over my leg?" He scoffed. This just seemed to make Chan more desperate. His hips quickened. Minho knew that it would affect Chan. He wanted Chan to get off on his leg. "Go on then. Make a gross, disgusting mess." Chan's hips stuttered before he came all over his panties and getting it smeared onto Minho's leg.
Minho just sighed and tutted. "Look at the mess you made… lick it up." He ordered. "I want you to be a good puppy for me, and lick up the mess you made. You think you can just get away with making a mess on me?" Chan pouted and whimpered as he moved his hips away; shuddering at the feeling of his cum soaked panties. Then, he got back on his hands and knees after taking Minho's length out of his mouth and faced the younger's leg. With a pitiful look, his tongue reached out and licked up Minho's leg. Then again, and again until the cum was cleaned off.
Minho smiled softly. "That's it. Good pup." He praised and gently patted Chan's head, then stroked his hair. His hand let the leash drop before speaking, "get on the bed for me. Hands and knees." If Chan was a dog, his tail would be wagging right now. With his excitement already returned, the older climbed onto the bed on his hands and knees. The other finished taking off his own clothes before getting behind Chan. "These panties are so pretty… sadly we won't have use for them anymore." He said as he slid the panties off Chan.
It couldn't be helped, Minho's hands found Chan's ass instantly. Squeezing and playing with the fat there. Then his hands wandered down to Chan's thighs. "But these thigh highs… they can stay." His hands were back up to Chan's ass again. He delivered a soft slap to it, making Chan gasp. Minho couldn't help but chuckle, he loved toying with his boyfriend. For a moment he stepped away, so he could grab a bottle of lube from the nightstand. Chan's body shivered as he heard the pop of the lid opening, then another pop when it closed.
An immediate whine slipped from Chan's throat when he felt Minho's finger prodding at his hole. Then, a sigh of content as Minho's finger was in. "Let's get you all ready for me, hm?" Minho said as he slowly moved his finger in and out. All Chan could do was let out little pants and whines. Not long after, the older's hips began to squirm. Minho knew what this meant. With no hesitation, Minho slipped in a second finger. A moan rang out loudly into the room. Instantly, Chan went red as he felt embarrassed. Minho could care less, he found it hot. He loved the sounds Chan made.
Without saying anything, Minho increased the pace of his fingers. Which of course, caused Chan to be louder in return. Minho calmly worked on opening Chan's hole up. When he thought Chan was ready, he added a third. A high pitched, whiny, moan erupted from Chan this time. Minho couldn't help it, and smirked. "Feel good puppy? I haven't done much yet and look at you." Referring to Chan's flushed skin, panting, sounds, and facial expressions. Again, without saying anything, Minho moved his fingers even faster. They just barely brushed against the other's prostate. A shiver went through Chan's body and he moaned loudly.
Minho pushed it a little further and added a fourth finger but never slowed down his pace. Oh shit, Chan's back immediately arched and his moans were loud. Minho's fingers also began hitting Chan's prostate. Chan was a mess already. Subconsciously, his tongue fell out of his mouth as he squirmed and moaned. His whole body was shivering. But then… all of that was gone. Minho had pulled his fingers out. Tears sprung to Chan's eyes as he had to process this. Before he could, he felt a tongue at his hole. Minho was licking at Chan's hole eagerly. All Chan could do was let out a choked gasp. Minho didn't waste any time in shoving his tongue in and tongue fucking Chan's hole. Chan fell over in surprise but Minho gripped the others hips and made them stay in place. The lewd sounds Minho was making while eating Chan out just added on to everything.
Minho was almost at his limit. He could feel his cock twitching, needing to be inside Chan and fucking the shit out of him. Just a bit longer was all he needed though. So that by the time he fucked Chan, the little sub would be a crying and incoherent mess. He sucked at Chan’s hole too. Then suddenly slipped a finger in with his tongue. Chan’s thighs began shaking at all the stimulation, he was getting close. Minho could tell that. So what does he do? Brings him closer and closer… almost there… there it’s coming… wait what? Minho completely pulled away, and Chan almost broke out into tears. “Aw, there there my little puppy. You’ll get to cum soon enough. We just gotta make sure you’re ready for what’s coming next.”
Chan was panting and drooling at this point. He weakly spread his legs and arched his back as he waited. Minho reached forward and grabbed the leash, holding it securely in his hand. Then suddenly slammed into Chan. His pace is already at a decent speed and rough. Of course, Chan moaned loudly. It was hard for Minho to control himself from going absolutely animalistic on Chan already. He just felt so good. Since he has the leash in his hand, he tugged back on it and Chan’s head flung back. It was kept there as Minho increased his speed. “Look at you pup. All used up like the dirty mutt you are.” The younger growled.
Minho pulled on the leash tighter, just ever so slightly choking Chan. Which, the older one seemed to love. Chan's moans became broken and drool ran all over his face. Minho pounded into his boyfriend harder and faster. Unable to control himself anymore, he let loose on the other. The room filled with their noises; skin slapping, groans, broken moans, heavy breathing. To walk into the room right now, the sight would be burned into one's mind. Good or bad? Depends on the person.
Chan could feel the knot forming in his stomach as he got closer and closer to coming. His body began to shake uncontrollably. "Don't cum yet. Not until I say." Minho growled and his length began hitting Chan's prostate. It was like Chan's body was about to burst as he held back his orgasm. Minho now focused on getting himself close; using Chan's hole as he pleased. So they could both cum at the same time.
Soon enough, Minho felt himself getting close. His hips went as wild as possible and his free hand grabbed Chan's hair; now tugging at the older's hair and the leash as leverage. "You ready pup? You ready to help me make a mess?" He asked, getting more worked up. Chan couldn't even respond. He was too fucked dumb to say or do anything. The guy couldn't even moan. Just drool everywhere, eyes rolling back, back arched, body shaking. It was taking everything in him to hold his orgasm back. "Cum." Minho ordered.
Chan began sobbing uncontrollably as he let go. His whole body shook violently and his hot cum spilled out everywhere; making a huge mess. Minho's hands let go to grab Chan's waist as his hips stilled. Then the younger finally came, deep inside Chan. The two were panting heavily as they recovered. Well, Chan was still crying. Minho gently pulled out and was immediately at Chan's side. "Hey it's okay, you did so good." He cooed softly as he rubbed the others back in a soothing manner. "You did amazing, you really did. You were the best pup ever." He continued on and Chan was able to stop crying.
"You don't have to do anything, okay? Lay there and I'll clean us up. I'll probably change the sheets too." Minho said as he stood up and walked off to get a warm, wet washcloth. Of course, he gently cleaned Chan up; treating him like he could easily break. Then cleaned himself up as he found new sheets. Once he came back, he took care of everything and was finally able to lay down with his boyfriend.
"Come here." Minho mumbled as he pulled Chan onto his chest; his hand began to softly run through Chan's hair. "You did so well, and I had a really good time. Thank you baby." He said and left a soft kiss on Chan's forehead. "I had a good time too. You always treat me good." Chan mumbled and slowly closed his eyes. "I love you so much." He said and cuddled further against Minho.
"I love you too, always."
It's safe to say these two did this again. It's also safe to say they were happy. They had met their perfect match, in many aspects.