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Chan nearly drops his phone on his face when he rolls over to check the time. The 1:15 AM stares back at him, mocking. He groans and lets the phone fall to his chest. He's already been in bed for an hour, tossing and turning, mind going into overdrive. They only have a few weeks before their comeback and there is still so much to do. If he's not thinking about practice or the upcoming tracks, he's thinking about the dozens of tracks that he could be potentially working on instead of chasing the sleep that has always eluded him. If it hadn't been for the fuss the others had made, he'd have still been up in the studio working on something- anything- other than what he was doing right then.
He scrubs at his eyes and stares up at his ceiling. It's cast in pinks and blues from his lamp. The colors were usually soothing to him, but right then it was just another thing to keep him up. Rolling over, he picks up his phone again. 1:21 AM it reads and Chan wants to smash his head against the wall. Insomnia sucked and he had no way to combat it.
He lies there in the semi dark, toying with his options. He could get up and just work at his desk, but he knows if he gets found out that his members will never let it rest. He knows they're only looking out for him, but it doesn't make it any less irritating in the moment. Maybe if he wasn't alone, he'd be able to finally calm his mind and find the rest he desperately knows he needs.
Having made up his mind, he gets out of bed to tug on a pair of underwear and the first t-shirt he finds. He pauses at the door as he once again weighs his options. Chances were that Hyunjin was already out for the night. They did have an early schedule in the morning and Hyunjin had recently been going to sleep earlier in the evening. That left Changbin and Jisung. Chan had actually spent the last few nights either in Changbin's room or with Changbin in his bed and he was hard pressed to bother him yet again. Especially with something Chan found as silly as not being able to fall asleep. So, that left Jisung.
Jisung was never really one to turn down cuddles, even if Chan was slipping into his bed in the early hours of the morning. They were all well acquainted with Chan’s inability to have anything close to a normal sleep schedule. Chan had spent more nights than he'd like to count in any one of his members' beds. So, what he was about to do amounted to something close to normal for them. And as much as he didn't want to potentially wake Jisung if he was asleep already, Chan's own need for sleep was tugging at him.
Mind made up, Chan slipped from his room as quietly as he could. The apartment was quiet around him and when he glanced down the hall, everyone's lights were off. He used the light from his phone to light his way to Jisung's door. He paused with his hand on the knob but shook his head at himself. He was already there. What was the use in turning around now?
Making as little noise as possible, Chan opened the door and stuck his head in. To his surprise, Jisung was indeed awake. His face was lit by the backlight of his phone screen when he turned to look at the noise. The smile he sent Chan was soft around the edges.
"Hyung." His voice was as soft as his smile but loud enough that Chan easily heard him. "Can't sleep?"
Chan nods without a word and slips into the room. The door shuts behind him with a soft click. Jisung is already scooting over in the bed to make room for Chan as he approaches. Chan slides in beside him, pressing against Jisung's side with an arm over his chest. Jisung hums at him, pulling the covers up and over Chan. Jisung goes back to watching his video, something about crime scenes from the sound of it, without comment.
A hand rubs up and down Chan's side and he can feel the soft press of a kiss to his hair. He lets his eyes drift closed with the hope that the sound of Jisung's soft breathing will lull him to sleep. It doesn't work.
Chan lies there for what feels like forever, but his thoughts still linger. He tries to sleep, listening to the quiet of the video and feeling the rise and fall of Jisung's chest where he's resting his head. Eventually, he gives up with a groan of frustration.
Chan flops over on his back and reaches up to scrub at his eyes. He wants to wiggle around in annoyance but doesn't. He can feel Jisung staring at him, the quiet of the video still playing in the background.
"My mind won't shut up," he whines out. He's tired and the fact that sleep never comes easy to him only annoys him further.
Jisung hums without comment and clicks off his phone. He sets it aside and turns on his side to face Chan. Chan turns to look at him and Jisung has a look on his face that Chan knows well. It's his 'I have an idea but you might not like it' face.
"What?" Chan asks, eyebrows furrowing. Jisung considers him for another moment and then speaks.
"I have an idea, maybe. But you might not like it." Any other time Chan would be skeptical of Jisung's weird 1 AM ideas, but he's ready to consider anything at this point.
"Okay," Chan says with slight hesitation. "What is it?"
"Well," Jisung trails off, a blush creeping up his cheeks and he glances away. Now Chan's more than a little worried about what is about to come out of Jisung's mouth.
"I was reading about this thing the other day and I thought maybe you'd like it to begin with. Some people say it calms them and puts them in subspace. Not that that's what we're going for," he's quick to clarify. Chan just nods for him to continue when Jisung pauses.
"It's called cockwarming. Do you know what it is?" Chan shakes his head ‘no’. He was never really one to seek out anything sexual until he'd slept with Minho for the first time. Sure he's watched porn and was well acquainted with his own hand, but he'd never dabbled further than the usual generic videos that popped up when he'd go to a site.
"Well, it's where you just..." Jisung trails off again. He looks anywhere but at Chan and his flush deepens as he finally continues. "You basically use someone else's body to keep your cock warm. You just...um, stick it in and kind of leave it there." Jisung's red in the ears, but he manages to get the explanation out. He finally looks Chan in the face who has also started to blush.
Chan blinks at him, unsure of what to say to this idea. They're all well aware of his feeling towards getting fucked. Chan's always liked the intimacy of the act. He enjoys the feeling of being full, of being that close to someone he loves, and getting to make them feel good in turn. It's no surprise that Jisung thought the act would appeal to him.
"We can try it," Chan says after a moment. Jisung lights up at that, a grin stretching across his face. He was clearly excited about the idea even though he had been hesitant to offer it up in the first place.
"Yeah?" Chan nods in agreement, unable to keep a smile off his own face. Jisung's happiness is infectious.
"Um...what do we do?" Chan asks and Jisung reaches up to cup his cheek, leaning close.
"Let me make you feel good first," he whispers against Chan's lips. Chan nods again with a small groan. Fingers slide under the cotton of his shirt, pushing the fabric up so Jisung can spread his fingers across his stomach. Chan shivers at the touch.
He lets Jisung ruck his shirt all the way up until it's bunched under his arms and his chest is exposed to the cool air of the room. Jisung presses a trail of kisses down the side of Chan's neck while he presses a thumb to one nipple. Chan shivers at the touch and then moans out right when Jisung sucks the other nipple into his mouth. He squirms under Jisung, sensitive.
Chan fists his hands in his shirt for something to hold on to as Jisung nips and licks at his skin. He works one nipple over until it's hard and red from his mouth before moving to the other side. Jisung's hands smooth down Chan's sides and slip his thumbs under the waistband of his underwear. Chan lifts his hips so Jisung can slide his underwear down his legs and toss them over the side of the bed.
Chan's already hard, cock pressed against his stomach. He would be embarrassed about how easily he gets worked up, but he's past that point now. Firm hands grip at his hips briefly before smoothing down to his thighs and pushing his legs all the way open.
Jisung shifts around on the bed until he can settle between Chan's thighs. Chan pants above him and his eyes flutter back open when Jisung pulls away from him.
"So pretty," Jisung whispers as he grins down at Chan. Chan flushes at the compliment. He's always liked praise. It makes his cock twitch and his mind start to cloud over in pleasure. Jisung leans in to kiss him and Chan whines into it. He kisses back until Jisung laughs at him.
"Eager," Jisung chuckles. Chan flushes but doesn't argue. He is eager, always is when it comes to sex with any of them. Jisung stretches over to rummage in his bedside drawer, coming up with a well-used bottle of lube. He settles back on the bed and Chan watches him as he clicks open the bottle and lubes up two fingers. Jisung takes the time to warm up the cool liquid, something Chan is eternally grateful for.
Then a finger is circling his rim and slowly pushing in. Chan groans at the feeling while Jisung uses it as a distraction to lean down and lick a stripe up his cock. Chan jolts, hips kicking up at the sensation. Jisung pins his hips down on the bed and wraps his lips around the tip of his cock. Chan whines, long and loud in the quiet of the room as his cock slides across the wet, warmth of Jisungs tongue.
Jisung doesn't waste time as he starts to fuck Chan with his fingers, adding a second as Chan's cries up in pitch. He sucks Chan down as if he's trying to eat him whole, hollowing his cheeks and sucking until Chan's shaking. Chan fists his hands in Jisung's hair to hold on as his pleasure is worked higher and higher.
Then there's a third finger pushing in beside the first two, pressing instantly up against his prostate and Chan's cock hits the back of Jisung's throat on a downward bob. Chan cums with a shout without any time to get out a warning. Jisung swallows him down without a problem.
He licks his lips when he pulls off to look at Chan. He is boneless above Jisung, mouth agape with his eyes fluttered closed. Jisung's still slowly working his fingers in and out of Chan's body as he works him into overstimulation.
"You're so pretty when you come, hyung," Jisung tells him. The compliment sends a shiver down Chan's spine. A flush rises on Chan's cheeks, but he doesn't have it in him to argue or hide in embarrassment.
Jisung slips his fingers from Chan's body. He taps Chan on the hip, signaling him to roll over on his side. Chan shimmies the rest of the way out of his clothes and settles on his side. Jisung strips out his own clothing and throws them over the edge of the bed without a care as to where they fall. He lies down behind Chan and scoots closer. He nuzzles at Chan's neck to breathe in his scent and kisses him softly.
"You ready?" Jisung asks. His hands cup the cheeks of Chan's ass to give them a squeeze before pulling them apart.
"Yeah," Chan breathes. He feels boneless and relaxed from his orgasm, but there's anticipation stirring in his gut. He could probably get hard again just from the thought of what they're about to do.
Jisung lines himself up and slowly pushes in. Chan moans at the feeling of being stretched open on Jisung's cock. It always feels so damn good. He really does love this. Jisung bottoms out with a soft sigh. He shifts around until his arm is tucked under Chan's head and the other is wrapped around his waist.
"Good?" Jisung asks and Chan nods. It is good. Being this close to Jisung-or any of his members- always makes his heart feel light. The feeling of being so full settles in his bones. His muscles start to fully relax and that floating feeling he sometimes feels creeps up on him.
Chan can feel himself drifting already. His eyes are heavy and he lets them slip closed. Slowly, Chan's breathing evens out and he finally drifts off to sleep after no longer than twenty minutes. Jisung hums happily to himself and presses a kiss to the back of Chan's head before he lets himself drift off as well.
When Jisung wakes, he's still pressed close to Chan, back to chest and their legs tangled together. Neither of them has moved much in their sleep and Jisung is warm and comfortable with Chan in his arms. His cock has slipped out of Chan at some point in the night, but that's just fine. It accomplished what it was meant to.
Jisung lets his mind wander and his thoughts inevitably drift to what they had done the night before. He'd liked the idea of cockwarming as soon as he'd read about it, had known it would be up Chan's alley, but he hadn't expected to use it in the manner they had. Just thinking back on it has his half hard cock twitching in interest.
He nuzzles against the back of Chan's neck with a huff of annoyance. He'd had no intentions of getting off so early in the morning when he had first awoken, but he can't get the memory of just how warm and tight Chan had been around him the night before out of his head.
Firmly trying to ignore his now hard cock, Jisung goes to shift his hips back and away from Chan. Before he can, Chan shifts back against him, pressing the plush give of his ass against Jisung's hard on. Jisung groans at the feel of it and assumes that Chan is just shifting in his sleep. Except it happens again. And then again, until Chan's rutting back against him with determination.
Jisung grips Chan's hip hard to stop him from moving, but his whined out 'please' stops him. Jisung huffs a chuckle against Chan's skin. Honestly, who is he to deny Chan something they both want.
Jisung lifts up on an elbow to reach over Chan to retrieve the discarded bottle of lube and a condom. Chan continues to move against him, soft cries falling from his lips. When Jisung looks down at him, he's got his eyes closed, lips parted and a fringe of curls is spread across his forehead. He's the most beautiful thing Jisung thinks he's ever seen.
With one hand, Jisung grips Chan's hip to halt his movements and he uses the other to press two fingers against his rim. He finds Chan loose and relaxed, lube still smeared across his skin from the night before. Jisung presses two fingers in slow, just to be sure he's stretched enough even if Jisung did spend half the night with his cock up Chan's ass.
He works two fingers in and out of Chan's body, thumb teasing at his rim. Jisung keeps his movements slow. There's no urgency or rush to what they're doing. He angles his fingers to rub gently over Chan's sweet spot. It sends a shudder down Chan's spine and pulls a moan from him.
When Jisung decides Chan's sufficiently stretched, he pulls back to roll the condom on. Adding more lube, he takes a moment to stroke over himself, staving off his own climax. Jisung thinks he shouldn't be this worked up over what they're doing, but the intimacy of it is getting to him.
Keeping his movements slow, he pushes forward. Chan's body opens up for him and the slide in is smooth and easy. Jisung has to pause when he bottoms out. Chan's warm and so tight around him that he's worried he won't last.
Jisung wraps his arm back around Chan's middle to spread his fingers across his lower stomach. He pulls his hips back and thrusts forward just fast enough for Chan to really feel it. Jisung keeps a slow pace, more making love than the fucking they normally do. Despite how loud Chan usually is, he's quiet now. Only soft little 'ahs' fall from his lips as Jisung fucks him.
Changing the angle of his hips, Jisung makes sure to press against Chan's sweet spot on every push-in. Chan's noises don't grow in pitch, but he does start whining softly with each thrust. Jisung rests his forehead against Chan's shoulder as he feels his climax build. He slides his hand down to wrap around Chan's neglected cock. Chan gasps, body shaking as his pleasure builds. Jisung thrusts that little bit faster as he chases his own release and it pushes Chan over the edge. He cums with a high whine as he buries his face in the pillow. Jisung moans against Chan's shoulder as his body squeezes tight around Jisung's cock. It only takes a few more stuttered thrusts and he's cumming too.
Jisung whispers praises and compliments against Chan's skin as they catch their breath. His heart swells with how much he loves the man in his arms. Chan reaches behind him to grip Jisung's hip a soft 'I love you' leaving his lips. Jisung's responding 'I love you' is just as soft in the early morning air.
They lay there catching their breath until Chan starts to squirm.
"We need a shower," he grumbles, and Jisung nods in agreement. They pull apart with matching hisses as Jisung's cock slips from Chan's body. Chan moves to sit up with a soft groan.
"Sore?" Jisung teases as he ties off the condom and throws it away. He yelps when Chan reaches over to smack him on the arm.
"Shut up," Chan mutters and pushes himself to standing. Jisung watches him collect his discarded clothing and dress before standing to do the same.
No one else is awake when they exit Jisung's bedroom. Jisung follows Chan as they make their way to the bathroom. It doesn't take them long to strip and get under the warm spray of water.
Jisung smiles at Chan from under the water and pulls him flush against him to pepper kisses across his cheeks. Chan scoffs and shoves at his chest.
"Stop," he whines, "We're gross." Jisung relents but doesn't let Chan go far. They take turns washing each other, Jisung enjoying getting to rub his hands all over Chan without the excuse of sex. He takes the time to massage Chan's scalp as he washes his hair. Chan moans at the sensation, letting his head lull back with a soft sigh.
"How do you feel?" Jisung asks as he works the shampoo into a thick lather.
"Good," Chan says, "I think that was the best sleep I've had in weeks."
Jisung laughs. "I'm glad it helped. You know you can ask me for help anytime, hyung. No matter what it is."
Chan hums in agreement. They lapse into silence and finish their shower.
When they exit the bathroom, Hyunjin is puttering around in the kitchen. He glances down the hall and waves in greeting. Jisung presses a wet kiss to Chan's cheek before slapping him on the ass and retreating to his own room. Chan blushes hard, ears red as Hyunjin just raises an eyebrow. It's not an unusual occurrence for any of the members to share showers or beds but Chan doesn't think he'll ever get over just how flippant Jisung is about sex or manhandling him.
He waves a brief greeting to Hyunjin and quickly retreats to his own room. He feels refreshed, better than he probably has in months, and he only realistically slept for around four hours. He tucks away this new knowledge for later use as he gets ready for his day.