Planet_Exo

In the mysterious town of Exion there lived two superhumans who often crossed each other's paths on a nightly basis. The noble one, named Do Kyungsoo, took on the disguise of D.O. who was known for his superhuman strength, while the mischievous one, named Park Chanyeol, took on the disguise of Loey who was known for his control over fire.

The altercation between them usually began with Chanyeol setting something on fire, which would lead to Kyungsoo going over to to the affected area in order to help. Kyungsoo would then become the target of Chanyeol's unforgiving teasing which would then lead to a physical fight between them.

The night would end with scars, bruises, burns and charred remains of whatever Chanyeol set fire to.

On certain nights, their physical fights often led to something more playful and passionate.

Chanyeol was known for playing tricks on Kyungsoo, and it was well known that he was madly attracted to the shorter superhuman. Chanyeol would purposefully goad Kyungsoo until the shorter one would snap at him. Riling him up was Chanyeol's favorite pastime activity. This would lead to Kyungsoo becoming distracted and ultimately, to his capture.

Once captive, Chanyeol would mercilessly flirt with him and successfully seduce him until Kyungsoo gave in. Chanyeol was tall, with well toned muscles and a handsome personality. His fiery hair and mischievous eyes only added to his charm, and Kyungsoo fell for him every single time.

He knew all of Kyungsoo's weak points and used them to his advantage.

Park Chanyeol was also a prodigy with his music. He could compose tunes that often left the listener at a loss for words. He was employed by a theater production company to produce songs for musicals. And every time he belted out, people were almost hypnotized. What people did not know was that his vocal chords held a sense of magic about them. 

Whenever he sang, his voice had the power to hypnotize people to the point where they would find themselves frozen and dazed. Chanyeol had always used this attribute of his to lure and seduce Kyungsoo. The shorter guy always fell for his musical charm.

Tonight was no exception.

Earlier in the night, Chanyeol had started a ruckus by setting a barn on fire. The barn belonged to a perverted old man whom Chanyeol had hated for years. The old man had troubled Chanyeol’s older sister several times when they were growing up, and he had recently taken to bothering other young girls. This old man surely was not loved among people, but Kyungsoo had still gone to save him.

Why? Because he had a moral obligation to save every person in the town.

Presently, Kyungsoo let out a growl and kicked the barn door open. The wooden frame gave away easily as it was almost consumed by the fire. Outside, the courtyard and the house was silent.

Kyungsoo was not surprised to find Chanyeol standing calmly at the center of the burning barn. But then, he did freeze as he saw the situation on the inside.

Chanyeol was wearing a black sleeveless vest, so the skin over his biceps shone in the fiery light. His red hair resembled the embers of the very fire consuming the wooden framework around them, and his eyes reflected a hidden sense of excitement. He grinned at Kyungsoo as the latter found himself stupefied seeing the taller one's striking features. Chanyeol brought his palms together and rubbed them with a smirk. The next moment, Kyungsoo felt himself being bound by invisible ropes. No doubt, another trick of Chanyeol's.

"Release me, Loey. I won't ask again," he growled in a low voice. The redhead just smirked and raised both of his hands. He looked about the burning inferno around him for a moment before he smiled at Kyungsoo.

"My passion for you burns like this barn, and you tell me to let you go? Impossible. Tonight, I'm gonna have some fun with you," he said mischievously. The fire had almost burnt down the entire barn, yet the two remained unscathed. Kyungsoo struggled hard but the rope was indeed tied firmly around his body.

"Did you forget? Two nights ago, you were writhing in my arms as you moaned my name. I want to hear that again," he said, winking at his once-sworn enemy.

"D-don't wink at me," snapped Kyungsoo in an annoyed voice. Yet his entire face flushed and he felt goosebumps rise up on his skin. His stomach twisted and he felt a lump settle in his throat. "Your tactics aren't gonna work," he said bravely.

Chanyeol grinned and walked to him, not giving any regards about Kyungsoo’s personal space. He firmly gripped Kyungsoo's chin and raised his face so that their eyes could meet. Chanyeol's gaze was unwavering and his dark eyes shone, reflecting a hint of mischief and lust.

Suddenly, he embraced Kyungsoo and bent down to kiss his neck. He wrapped his long arms around the shorter man's form and sucked arduously over the latter's warm skin. Kyungsoo sucked in a breath as he felt Chanyeol's warm lips on his neck. He closed his eyes and tried to will away the feelings of pleasure he felt as Chanyeol kissed his neck sensually.

"G-get of-f...." He murmured weakly as he felt his own body react to Chanyeol. The latter only murmured an amused ‘no’ before he slowly kissed his way up Kyungsoo's neck.

“What did you do to the old man? Did you burn him too?” He asked harshly, trying to settle his mind on matters other than the feeling of his enemy’s lips. Although, at this point Kyungsoo wondered if he considered Chanyeol as his enemy.

Chanyeol then moved back a little so that a hair's breadth of space separated their lips. He grinned and gently nipped on Kyungsoo's lower lip.

Kyungsoo growled at him. 

Chanyeol sighed and pulled away from him, taking a few steps back. He pressed his lips together and stared at the shorter one in disbelief. “Are you seriously thinking about that old bastard right now?”

Kyungsoo only glared at him pointedly until Chanyeol gave in with a scoff. “I just knocked him out. He’s misbehaving with the young girls of our town, Kyungsoo-ya. I can’t let such lecherous old perverts to live peacefully,” he said in a strained voice, tugging at his own hair in frustration. 

Kyungsoo’s brows raised comically at that. “So, your brand of justice for such a pervert is to burn his barn?” 

Chanyeol nodded and pointed around the blazing barn. “Yeah, I heard that his father built this barn. So, I decided to burn it.”

Kyungsoo shook his head and turned away. His voice when he spoke next was softer without his usual sting. “If you wanted justice, you should have let the authorities deal with him.”

Chanyeol scoffed and narrowed his eyes. “Screw the authority. They don’t do anything when this old asshole tormented my sister. I had half the mind to burn him to a crisp, but I stopped myself,” he said in irritation.

Kyungsoo raised his brows at that. "And what stopped you from doing it?" He asked. Chanyeol then shrugged his shoulders. "It would have upset you. And I can't have that, given the fact that I'm courting you," he said in a low whisper.

Kyungsoo blushed to his roots and his face turned red at Chanyeol's words.

His entire demeanor then underwent a drastic change as he smirked seductively at Kyungsoo. 

“Let’s put this matter behind us. The authorities can arrest that knocked out old pervert, and we can continue with our little situation,” he said with a wink.

Kyungsoo scowled at him and thrashed within the ropes. “I said stop with the winking!” 

Chanyeol did not even listen to him. Instead, he started to hum a song to himself. Hearing this, Kyungsoo’s face paled. His eyes widened and he tried his level best to free his arms so that he could cover his ears. But it was all in vain.

Chanyeol switched from humming to singing as he saw the expression change on Kyungsoo’s face. His voice was deep and resonant, his notes rich and proper. The song was about two lovers spending the entire night with each other, and there were hidden innuendos in every line. 

Kyungsoo felt his heart beat wildly as he heard the baritone of Chanyeol’s voice. The words pierced through his mind and turned his entire being numb. His song drowned Kyungsoo’s entire being in a soft daze, and he felt all his muscles go numb in relaxation. Chanyeol chuckled as he saw Kyungsoo fall for his spell. He drew closer and closer until Kyungsoo was wrapped once more within his arms.

Kyungsoo’s dark eyes were hooded and he was very pliant in Chanyeol’s arms. The latter took advantage of this and pressed his lips over Kyungsoo’s. Sparks flew around them as Chanyeol tilted his head and kissed him deeply. Kyungsoo was powerless against him and he too gave in. The fire consuming the barn burst forth with more force as Chanyeol's emotions were being affected.

Just as things were getting heated between them, a worried voice cut short their passionate love making.

"Goodness! Chanyeol you've really done- Oh, my God,” a person in blue robes yelled in a hollow voice as he saw the scene before him. The man in blue robes was Kyungsoo’s partner. He had the ability to manipulate and control water. His interruption did not deter Chanyeol, but they did part. 

Chanyeol placed a softer kiss against Kyungsoo’s lips and smiled at him. He moved his lips near Kyungsoo’s ear and whispered in a tone laced with promise and mischief. “I’ll see you later tonight, my love.”

With a parting smirk, he pushed a dazed Kyungsoo towards Suho, who gracefully caught him. “He’ll be fine. The spell wears off in an hour,” he said with a chuckle as he then disappeared in a burst of flames. 

Suho sighed and gently shook the superhuman in his hands. “Soo? Soo, it’s okay, I’ll get you home to Yixing. He’ll fix you right up!”

He placed Kyungsoo on the hay covered ground and set forward to putting off the flames. With a wave of his arms, he lashed out water at the areas where fire had taken over, and soon he had put off most of the lit areas.

Two hours later, the cops had arrested the old man, but the firemen were not able to save the barn. Suho took Kyungsoo to Yixing who assured Suho that Kyungsoo was unharmed.

"But he was surrounded by flames! Are you sure there are no burns? No toxins?" Yelled Suho in concern. Yixing soothed his worries by embracing him. "My love, nothing's wrong with him. It's almost as if this Loey was protecting Soo from his flames. Well, it's definitely interesting. We have to ask Soo later about this Loey character," said Yixing.

Suho and Yixing had always taken care of Kyungsoo. They were lovers and their love often gave Kyungsoo hope that love was a good thing.

Kyungsoo recovered from Chanyeol's spell quite quickly and he returned back to his penthouse. He had just entered when he felt the presence of another man inside his house. He sighed to himself and switched on the lights, only to find Chanyeol sitting on the couch.

The moment he saw Kyungsoo, he stood up and walked over to the shorter male. He was quick to wrap his arms around him.

"I was wondering when you'd return, Soo-ah," murmured Chanyeol affectionately. The mischievous glint of Loey, the miscreant, was gone and replaced by the clinginess that was characteristic of Chanyeol.

Kyungsoo wrapped his own arms around his waist and looked up at Chanyeol. His lips almost curved up into a smile. "Well, I had to convince Suho and Yixing-hyung that I was fine."

He then swat at Chanyeol's shoulder which earned him an exaggerated yowl of pain. "Kyungsoo-yah, what was that for?" He asked, pouting a little.

Kyungsoo's smile widened by a fraction now as he stood over on his toes. "For casting that spell on me, you big oaf," he mumbled as he drew himself closer to Chanyeol's lips.

Chanyeol's large palms pressed Kyungsoo closer to his body, and the shorter male felt a stirring low in his body. Their kiss was passionate, their tongues moving wildly against each other's in a fight for dominance.

Kyungsoo pushed Chanyeol backwards so that he sat on the couch. Chanyeol sat down promptly and Kyungsoo climbed over him, straddling him. They did not break the kiss even once as they settled in their position.

Kyungsoo blinked his eyes open slightly and gazed at Chanyeol. The fiery haired man had his eyes closed as he kissed Kyungsoo. The latter knew that he was charmed and that there was no going back. But then, he figured that maybe it was not so bad to be desired like this. He liked the clumsy idiot more than he wished to.

If someone asked Junmyeon which part of the day was his busiest, he would probably have to say the morning hours.It was not enough to emphasize how busy and rushed his mornings were, right from getting his young cousin ready for school to getting himself ready for work.

Junmyeon worked as an executive at his father’s company. His cousin brother was staying with him for his studies. Oh Sehun had lost his father when he was just four years old. His mother, Junmyeon’s aunt, remained overseas owing to her business and was rarely home. Growing up, Sehun had spent his childhood with the Kim family until Junmyeon moved out. Then, Junmyeon had taken over Sehun’s responsibility until high school. His aunt paid for his fees and even sent Junmyeon money, which he had refused every month. He considered Sehun as his own brother and refused to accept any money.  

Because of this, Sehun was immature and spoiled, but he was also kind and loving once he got close to someone. He did whine and pout and demand attention all the time, but given his upbringing, it was not unreasonable. He most often listened to everything Junmyeon said and rarely caused any trouble.

The best part was that he was terribly fond of Junmyeon’s adopted son, Minseok. He had puffy cheeks and a smile bright enough to enamor and charm anyone. He loved spending time with Sehun and it always warmed Junmyeon’s heart whenever he saw them interact.

Presently, his face was scrunched up as he focused on packing lunch for his cousin brother. 

“Hyung, I can’t find my notebook,” Sehun said. His voice sounded distressed and Junmyeon was sure that a pout would soon form on his face.

“It’s on the table and under your sweater,” replied Junmyeon in a gruff manner. He was preparing a bento for the first time and he wanted it to be perfect, so he was entirely focused on that.

Soon enough, the soft patter of socked feet on wooden floors was heard as Sehun made his way to his brother.

Junmyeon looked up from his work and raised his brows in question. Sehun only pouted and pointed to his opened bag. “Please help me find it, hyung,” he begged. Junmyeon rolled his eyes and shook his head in derision.

Placing the bento inside Sehun’s bag he quickly made his way to the young teen’s bedroom. He took the sweater and flipped it across the room using one hand while he grabbed the book with the other. He pressed it against Sehun’s chest and walked past him to the kitchen.

He took a plate and served himself breakfast as he began lecturing Sehun.

“You’re fifteen years old and you still can’t-”

His lecture was interrupted by another voice. This time, it was his husband, Yixing. 

“Myeon-ah! Myeon? Honey, I can’t find my blue tie!”

Junmyeon closed his eyes in frustration and took a deep breath. He glanced upwards for a moment before he replied. “It’s in the bottom drawer of the cabinet,” he said in a calm manner.

“But Myeon, there are two cabinets and I don’t know which one! Please, help me,” he pleaded.

Before him Sehun had a wide grin on his face. He was eating his breakfast but his eyes remained full of mischief. After chewing his food he looked up at Junmyeon with an innocent smile. “You were saying?” He prompted with a smile.

Junmyeon only glared at him before he made his way to the bedroom he shared with his husband.

“…. bunch of two-year olds who need help with everything…..”

Upon entering the bedroom, he pulled open the aforementioned cabinet and roughly drew open the drawer containing the ties. He picked up the tie needed and slammed the cabinet closed.

He straightened up and turned around so that he could fling it at his husband, but a pair of strong arms seized him from behind and stopped him in his tracks. A gentle kiss was placed on the nape of his neck and he closed his eyes at the feeling.

“I have some time to kill, and a lot of unspent energy. How about you and I have another round in the sheets?” The provocative whisper did nothing to deter Junmyeon. He turned his head to the side to throw a glare at his husband over his shoulder.

“Was it not enough to have fucked me twice last night and once in the morning? My ass is still sore from the sex we had when you pounced on me this morning,” he said snidely.

Yixing hummed and stepped closer to him. He rubbed soft circles over Junmyeon’s hips and pressed himself fully against his back. “Even if I fuck you all night it will never be enough for me. It’s all your fault,” he said with a smile.

Junmyeon turned around in his embrace so that he could face Yixing. There was a pleasant smile on his face while Junmyeon’s own face held a touch of incredulousness. “How is it my fault!”

Yixing continued to smile as he answered. “Because you seduced me last night,” he said as he gazed at his husband. His hands slowly moved up and down Junmyeon’s back in an attempt to distract him. 

Junmyeon scoffed and rolled his eyes. “What nonsense! I did not seduce you. You were the one who just jumped on me!”

This made Yixing smirk. “Ah yes, that is true. Still, whenever I see you undressing after work, all I want to do is to pin you to the wall and have my way with you,” he said. His voice had dropped to a low whisper and it sent shivers down Junmyeon’s back. The latter had always been a sucker for Yixing’s honeyed words.

Junmyeon gazed at him evenly as Yixing inched closer to his face. He pressed his palms against his chest and glared at him. “Still, doesn’t give you an excuse to behave like that,” he said softly.

“Didn’t you like it, though?” Yixing suddenly asked. Junmyeon’s eyes widened at the abrupt question and he quickly averted his eyes.

“Didn’t you like it as I pinned you to our bed and slowly kissed you all over, hn? Didn’t you like it when I stretched you open with my fingers?” As he was saying all of this, he placed soft kisses over Junmyeon’s neck. The latter could not even reject his advances because Yixing was right.

Junmyeon had thoroughly enjoyed Yixing’s ministrations, and he had moaned wantonly the entire time. He had only hoped Sehun had not heard him.

Junmyeon’s gaze drifted to Yixing’s lips as he spoke again. “Didn’t you like it when you pushed me down and rode me this morning? I’m sure you must have, what with the way you were making all those beautiful sounds.”

Junmyeon’s face was doused in a beautiful rosy hue as Yixing continued his shameless talk. He gripped Junmyeon’s chin and looked directly into his eyes.

“Do you know how hot it is to see my cock be devoured by your body? Your greedy body just sucks it all in. Especially that red, quivering entrance of yours. The way it stretches for my cock, the way your walls wrap around me, every single thing drives me crazy. So you tell me, how am I supposed to just let you go?”

At this point, Junmyeon could feel his heart beating a mile a minute. His breaths were irregular as he stared at Yixing. He was about to tell him to knock it off when Yixing suddenly kissed him.

His lips were wild as they devoured Junmyeon’s. Yixing quickly darted his tongue inside and he let out a pleased sound when he found no protest from his lover. He wrapped his arms tighter around Junmyeon and pulled him flush against him.

Junmyeon tried to salvage what little control he had and pushed Yixing away. His husband parted with a laugh as he glanced at Junmyeon. The latter’s face fumed with anger at being laughed at.

“You are so easy to bully, Myeon-ah,” he said with genuine happiness crinkling in his eyes. Junmyeon sighed and looked down at his hand. He still had the tie. He flung it at his husband’s face and stormed out.

Sehun was waiting for him with a bored expression. Junmyeon decided to have his breakfast at his office and so he got his bag.

He glanced at Sehun only to find the boy giving him a judging stare. “What? I’m late, I’ll eat later,” he grumbled. He ushered Sehun to the door and called out to his husband. “We’re leaving!”

Yixing rushed out and both of them paused for a moment. Sehun went over to put on his shoes while Junmyeon stared at his husband with an amused expression on his face. His tie was a little crooked but his ironed shirt and slacks really made him look handsome. He ruffled Sehun’s hair and then leaned over to kiss Junmyeon's cheek. “You make sure to eat something, otherwise I’m gonna call your secretary,” he threatened.

Junmyeon smiled inspite of himself and he patted Yixing reassuringly on his cheek. “Don’t worry, Chanyeol will not rest until I’ve eaten,” he said with a grin.

Sehun rolled his eyes and turned around. He opened the door and glanced back at them. “If you’re done being all lovey-dovey, can we please leave? I have to get to school,” he said in a bored voice.

Yixing scoffed and followed the two of them outside. “We know you only want to get there early so that you can ogle at that senior high school student,” he said.

Sehun’s entire face turned a bright red color. He tried to appear nonchalant as he slung his bag over his shoulders. “What senior?”

Junmyeon decided to play along as he also joined in on the teasing. “Oh come on, we know all about Baekhyun. He’s got the prettiest eyes and the softest hair,” he said with a giggle.

Yixing chuckled as he saw the teen squirm. “And I’m sure he makes Sehun’s heart go wild,” he said with uncontrollable laughter.

Sehun scowled and pointed at both of them. “You’re both ridiculous!” After that, he went over to Junmyeon’s car and sat inside. He had a pout on his face and he glared at them.

Junmyeon turned to his husband and smiled at him. He fixed the crooked tie and trailed his fingers over his husband’s clothed chest. “You be good and don’t forget to pick Minnie up from my Mom’s okay?”

Yixing nodded once. Junmyeon stared at him for a few seconds before he suddenly leaned towards him. He lowered his voice as he spoke in a quick manner. “I actually did enjoy whatever you did last night. And I especially love the feeling when your cock stretched me open. And I love it even more when I have it inside my mouth, with my lips wrapped around it. I love it when you grip my hair and thrust your cock all the way in, nearly choking me. And I really, really love it when you cum in mouth. Tell me, didn’t you enjoy it when I did that last night, love?”

With these parting words, he winked at Yixing and made a run for his car. He kept chuckling to himself as he saw the scandalous expression spread slowly on his husband’s face. As he drove out of the neighborhood his mobile chirped once. He took it out and found a message by Yixing.

You’re gonna get it hard tonight. Get ready to have a sore ass and a sore throat!

Junmyeon’s cheeks flushed with excitement and he bit his lip in order to contain the smile that was threatening to spread over his face. He quickly placed his phone back into his pocket just as Sehun spoke in an annoyed manner.

“You two are really gross, you know?”

Junmyeon turned to his side to find Sehun’s frowning face. He merely chuckled and looked ahead again. "Once you start dating, you'll be gross too," he said, winking at the younger boy.

Sehun only grumbled under his breath as he looked outside.