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Received Message:Chan 12:31
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Received Message:Chan 12:33
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Chan's phone dings for the third time in the last three minutes, and he dutifully ignores it. Well, he tries to; the sound of his phone notification he can ignore. Jisung's searing hot gaze is another thing entirely.
He pulls his feet up on the couch, tucking his knees against his chest and using them and his phone as a barrier to hide himself from his boyfriend. He keeps the phone close, very nearly touching his nose to the screen, so he can't see anything else, and Jisung can't see the little smirk playing on his lips.
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Received Message:Chan 12:31
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Received Message:Bang Chan 12:34
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Biting his bottom lip, Chan takes a chance to peek over his phone. Jisung is staring at him from the makeup chair, not even seven feet from where Chan is on the couch. His expression appears neutral unless you know what to look for. Chan can see the tightness of his jaw, the way his lips thin, and his eyes blaze in what is quickly becoming anger. His phone is in his hands, long fingers wrapped tightly around the device.
As Chan watches, he brings up his phone to type out a message. Seconds later, Chan's phone dings. He ducks back down, desire and anticipation a sticky mix that coats his insides.
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Received Message:Chan 12:31
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Received Message:Christopher Bahng Chahn 12:35
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The use of his full name sends a thrill right up Chan's spine. If Jisung is already using his full name, that means Chan's plan to be a brat and a tease is working. He wiggles excitedly in his seat, knowing Jisung will catch the movement.
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Received Message:Christopher Bahng Chahn 12:35
Sent Message:Yes, sir? 12:35
Received Message:Don't 'yes, sir' me 12:35
Received Message:If you don't stop being a fucking tease, you're going to regret it 12:36
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Chan's breath sticks in his throat at the threat. He glances back up at Jisung, who is still staring hard at him. Regret what? They are in the green room at a music show. They are surrounded by their members and staff. Jisung wouldn't dare do anything with so many eyes on them. Besides, he can't do anything even if he wants to. He is stuck in the makeup chair.
Reassured that he is safe, Chan spreads his thighs a little, knowing the fabric of his shorts will ride up and the softness of his inner thighs will be exposed. He shifts his phone to the side, rubbing his finger along the plushness of his bottom lip and letting the corner tug up in a smirk.
He casts his eyes down, tilting his head a little and then meeting Jisung's gaze again through his lashes. He pulls at his bottom lip, playing around with it for a moment before letting it go to bounce against his teeth.
Jisung's eyes narrow slightly. If his gaze could set Chan on fire, he'd be burning alive.
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Sent Message:But I'm not doing anything.🙄 12:36
Received Message:You really think it's a good idea to lie to me right now, pup? 12:36
Sent Message:I'm not lying! I really don't know what you're talking about. 12:37
Received Message:Pup 12:37
Received Message:You think you want to play this game, but I promise you, you don't 12:38
Received Message:You're going to regret it 12:38
Sent Message:All I'm doing is sitting here.😌 12:39
Received Message:With your legs spread so far I can see you getting hard in your shorts 12:39
Received Message:I can see all the way up your leg to your ass, Chan 12:39
Received Message:And if I can see, then everyone else can see, too 12:40
Received Message:I know you like being a brat, but I didn't think you'd start acting like a slut 12:40
Sent Message:If you don't like seeing my ass, don't look at it. 🙄 12:40
Received Message:Christopher 12:42
Sent Message:Sir?🥰 12:42
Received Message:You have until the count of three to close your legs like a good boy 12:42
Received Message:Or you're not going to be able to sit for the rest of the week 12:43
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Chan sucks in a sharp breath, a thrill of anticipation and danger surging through him. He bites his lip, wiggling so he’s sitting deeper into the couch cushions. He’s well aware that the action drags his shorts further up his legs. It’s exactly what he wants.
It’s not that Chan doesn’t believe there’s a very real threat in Jisung’s words; he does. He just knows there’s only a little over an hour left before their call time. It’s not enough time for Jisung to follow through on said threat. After the show, Chan is fairly certain he can avoid Jisung’s anger by leaving before his boyfriend can catch him. Sure, he might pay for it later, and the punishment might be harsher, but that’s for later Chan to worry about. Right now, Chan’s having entirely too much fun acting out to stop just because Jisung has threatened him.
Just to up the ante, he shifts a little, spreading his thighs more and nudging his half-hard cock and balls between them. He moans softly at the gentle touch, every sense already heightened just because of where they are, and the fact that he knows the entire situation pisses Jisung off.
He presses his knees back together, spreading his feet further apart. He’s smiling to himself when he glances up to see Jisung’s reaction. Chan's breath catches in his throat.
Chan’s seen Jisung pissed off before; he’s known in the group to have a temper and doesn’t like backing down from a fight, but he’s never looked at Chan the way he is now. Even though he’s still sitting in the makeup noona’s chair, the corner of his mouth is lifted slightly in a snarl. His eyes are so dark; they’re very nearly black. His jaw is clenched tight, and the vein in his neck is clearly visible. He looks mean- vicious- and Chan fucking loves it.
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Sent Message:There. They're closed. Happy now? 12:31
Received Message:Is this really what you want to do right now? 12:32
Received Message:You really want to be a little fucking brat? Here? In this room? Right now? 12:33
Sent Message:I don't know what you're talking about.😌 12:33
Received Message:You don't seem to know a whole lot today. When did you become a dumb little slut and not just a brat? 12:33
Received Message:Yes or no, pup. 12:33
Received Message:Is this what you want to do? 12:33
sent Message:... 12:33
Received Message:It's a simple question, pup. Yes or no. 12:33
Received Message:I can see you squeezing your cock between your thighs. Don't lie to me. 12:33
Received Message:Yes 12:33
Received Message:Or no 12:33
Sent Message:...yes 12:33
Received Message:Good boy. 12:33
Received Message:Just remember, everything that happens when I get out of this chair are the consequences of your own actions 12:33
Received Message:And I don't want to hear you cry or whine about it later. 12:33
Received Message:If you're going to act out intentionally, then you should be able to takeyour punishment like a good pup and not like a bitch. 12:33
Sent Message:🙄What are you even going to do? 12:33
Sent Message:We're in a green room. Our call time is in less than an hour. 12:33
Sent Message:What kind of punishment does that even give you time for? 12:33
Received Message:Ahh, so that's it. 12:33
Received Message:You think you're safe. 12:33
Received Message:You think I won't do anything in front of all of these people. 12:33
Received Message:You forget yourself, pup. And you forget what I'm capable of. 12:33
Sent Message:I haven't forgotten anything. 12:33
Received Message:Excuse me? 12:33
Sent Message:You can threaten me all you want, but you won't do anything everyone watching. 12:33
Sent Message:You're too posessive. 12:33
sent Message:I can do whatever I want to right now and there's not a thing you can do about it.😌 12:33
Received Message:Christopher, I swear to God. 12:33
Received Message:You better not do what I think you're going to do. 12:33
Sent Message:Watch me. 12:33
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