chan always told you how good you looked when you wore lingerie, loved the way it hung over your curves and looked like it was crafted by the gods just for you and you only. every colour looks amazing on you and he makes sure you know that.
what he has never told you though, was his complete and utter desire to be the wearer of the lingerie. he fantasized about it almost daily, could practically feel the way the lace would sit on his hips and even pictured what colours he would wear.
which is why one day he was surprised to hear you come home early and find him in the bedroom, clad in one of your lingerie sets. it was a simple black lace set, and as you took in the sexy sight in front of you, he couldn't help but cover himself.
the lace contrasted against his skin wonderfully, and the blush that grew on his cheeks only made him look even prettier. his hair was slightly tousled and you could see his bulge in the lacy underwear, twitching under your gaze.
"you look really pretty chan" you comment, only to hear a whine escape his lips and he tries to hide under the bed sheets. you step forward and pull the sheets off the bed entirely, exposing him. "don't hide from me," you murmur, crawling onto the bed and sitting atop his thighs.
he's still too stunned to speak, his breaths heavy and cock twitching to the point where you can see the flushed tip of his cock peeking out, dribbling precum. you lick your lips at the sight and shimmy down until you're face-to-face with his dick and massage it lightly through the fabric.
"god, please," he manages to gasp out, his back arching up at the feeling. you smirk and take it one step further, dragging your tongue across the fabric where his cock continues to twitch and get to hear his pretty moans once more.
"don't think i'm gonna let you cum yet, pretty boy, i wanna have some more fun with you while you're dressed up like this for me"