Chapter 3

Chapter Three

"Chan-hyung? C'mon, Hyung, wake up." Changbin gently poked the leader's shoulder. "Mmm, huh?" Changbin smiled down lovingly at the makeup-free face of his gorgeous leader. "Hyung, it's 9. I know you're sleepy, c'mon." The rapper touched the leader's cheek, wanting to let him sleep. "Felix made breakfast." Chan sat up with a smile. "Morning, Bin." Changbin tucked that smile aside, a special smile just for him. Chan reached for Changbin, hugging him close to his chest. Changin was aware that Chan was shirtless and enjoyed the feeling of the warm muscles beneath his fingertips. Unaware of his actions, Changbin traced the strong lines as he breathed deeply, relaxing. Chan was very good at sensing anxiety, and he could tell that Changbin was unusually tense. Changbin admired the physique of his leader, still running his fingers over the muscles. "You're awfully touchy today, Bin." Chan laughed. Embarrassed, Changbin stopped touching and pulled away. "Sorry Hyung," Changbin mumbled. "It's alright. Are you anxious? Or distracted?" Changbin blushed. "I just like touching you. Your body's insane, Hyung." He confessed. Chan shook his head. "It's really not. But here," Chan rolled over onto his stomach. "Touch all you want." I really shouldn't take advantage of Bin like this, but I can pretend his hands are Hyun's. Changbin smoothed his hands over the tan skin, before digging into his shoulders, helping the tight muscles relax. Changbin's mouth watered at the sight of all that beautiful skin. "Fuck, Hyung, you're so sexy," He whispered. Chan laughed. "I see all this perfect skin and I want to…nevermind. Sorry." Changbin focused on the massage. "Nah, tell me, Bin." Changbin blushed. "I want to bite you, Hyung." Chan's shoulders tightened. "Go ahead. Just, nowhere visible." Trembling with excitement, Changbin brushed his lips over Chan's lower back, before biting and sucking a mark. He couldn't believe he was finally tasting his crush. He'd rather taste something else, but marking Chan was a dream come true. He trailed his tongue over the taut expanse until he passed over a spot that made Chan's breath hitch. He bit slightly harder and Chan arched against the bed. "Hnnn." Chan moaned softly. Changbin dragged his tongue over the sensitive skin, holding the leader's hips. He looked hungrily at Chan's plump, perfectly shaped ass. He wanted to pull the boxers off of it and squeeze it. Not that he hasn't groped Chan before, but that was only in a friendly way. "You can, if you want." Chan's voice jerked Changbin out of his thoughts. "I can, what?" Chan chuckled. "Squeeze my ass." Changbin stared at the soft flesh. "R-really?" He gripped the mounds and rubbed, admiring them. Chan groaned, feeling his soft cock harden. He knew it was bad that he was pretending this was Hyunjin, but Changbin obviously wasn't minding. He rubbed against the mattress, pushing his ass into Changbin's hands. Changbin wanted the boxers gone, but he wasn't about to ask that. He lowered his mouth to the small of Chan's back, biting into the muscle again. Chan let out a low moan, rutting down, trying to find friction. Changbin slid his hands under Chan's boxers, caressing the skin of his bare ass with wonder. Fuck, it's so soft. Changbin wanted to see it, but he'd let Chan make that move. Changbin busied himself with biting and licking Chan's torso, then got an idea. "Hyungie, wanna lick your thighs." Changbin's pupils were blown and he had never been harder. Chan nodded. Changbin pushed the leader's thighs apart and buried his face in the flesh, biting, licking, and sucking. It felt so good. "O-oh…" Chan moaned. His thighs were a major erogenous zone, the skin soft and sensitive. The muscles flexed around Changbin's broad shoulders, which held them open. Changbin dragged his sharp teeth over the plump flesh, biting a hickey into the skin. *Knock-knock*. Oh, what now? Changbin groaned internally but sat up, pulling the comforter over Chan's hips and opening the door. "Hyung, c'mon, Hyunjin needs help."