ㅡchanbaek

As soon as he unlocked the door, the rings of the bell stopped, to which Baekhyun heaves a sigh. He turned the knob around and was about to swing the door open when someone—a man—beat him to it. The dark silhouette of the intruder moved closer as he successfully pressed Baekhyun against the wall, kicking the door shut. A warm hand was on his hip and the other on his cheek as he brought Baekhyun closer until their lips crashed.

The man’s lips slanted against Baekhyun’s. The petit male was left to gasp for air as the man holding him kissed him ‘til he was breathless. Once Baekhyun inhaled the familiar scent assaulting his senses, he pulled away from the searing kiss. “C-Chanyeol?”

  The man did not reply and instead, his lips trailed along the column of his neck, licking and nipping the smooth skin. An arm snaked around Baekhyun’s waist and brought his body closer to him. Baekhyun moaned and gasped for his name. “Yeol…”

  Baekhyun’s hand was running through Chanyeol’s locks as he was now sucking a bruise along his collarbones. “Why are you here?”

  When Chanyeol was still not responding, Baekhyun decided to stop him by lightly pushing his chest with both hands. The tall male growled in dismay against his skin and pinned Baekhyun’s wrists above his head. The petit male whimpered in response and Chanyeol sighed as rested his forehead against Baekhyun’s. A gaze fell upon Baekhyun’s small face as he smiled, albeit faintly. “She’s away for a trip.”

A peck on the lips. “I missed you so much, Baek.”

  Baekhyun’s gaze softens as his eyes locked with Chanyeol’s brown orbs. A rough palm caressed his cheeks as the other grasped his tiny waist. Baekhyun held onto his arms as he took him with a gentle kiss. The corners of his lips tilt upwards as Chanyeol brought him closer, longing and yearning present with every press of their lips.

  “How long?” Baekhyun murmured against his lips.

  “A week.” The tall male said with thirst for Baekhyun still unquenchable as he sucked on his bottom lip. Chanyeol raised one of Baekhyun’s thighs and wrapped it around his hips. He hoisted him up the floor, his hands on the shorter male’s waist as both of his legs were secured around Chanyeol’s hips.

  “We better make it count then.” Baekhyun said, allowing himself to be carried to his room.

  Chanyeol smiled cheekily as he grabbed one of his ass cheek and squeezed playfully. Baekhyun yelped and hit him lightly on the shoulder. Suddenly, playfulness diminished and was replaced with earnest want as Chanyeol carefully laid him on the bed. His eyes were intense as he studied Baekhyun’s face as if he was embedding every single detail in his mind. Then, he sighed, closing his eyes in the process—holding himself back.

Sunlight seeped through the white curtains. Two lump of figures were present in a king sized bed, the tall one watching and the other peacefully sleeping without a care in the world.

Baekhyun stirred in his sleep causing the blanket to ride down his hips, exposing smooth skin littered with so much hues of red. A hand traced down the curves of his body, stopping on his thighs. Chanyeol knew how much he had worn Baekhyun out so he lightly pressed his thumb along the muscles of his back, just above his ass. Baekhyun unconsciously moans in relief.

Last night was wild. Wild enough for Baekhyun to pass out while he was held by his lover as he ravished him completely. He was singing that Chanyeol isn’t completely sure if Baekhyun still has his voice.

Baekhyun stirs again in his sleep. This time wrapping an arm and a leg around Chanyeol’s body, skin against skin. The man pulls him closer as he nuzzled his hair. A voice speaks, quiet but husky.

“Good morning, babe.” Baekhyun looks up, sleepy eyes smiling.

“Morning.” Chanyeol replied as he gave him a quick peck on the lips.

A peck became a nip on the neck until Baekhyun squirmed because Chanyeol’s facial hair tickles. A giggle escapes Baekhyun’s lips and Chanyeol’s heart swelled at the sound. He hugged him tightly against his chest and kissed the crown of his head. “I really missed you.” Chanyeol breathed out.

“I know, babe. Me too.” Baekhyun drew little circles on Chanyeol bare chest as he continued. “I thought you forgot about me.”

Baekhyun’s words ended on a low note that Chanyeol couldn’t help but chuckle. “Impossible. I thought about you every day and night.”

The petit male looks up and found Chanyeol gazing intently at his face. Baekhyun’s breath becomes shallow as the distance between them closed.

“I thought about how I want to kiss you over and over once I see you again.” Chanyeol’s voice drops and it did something to Baekhyun’s insides.

“I thought about how I want to hold you, see you, hear you calling my name and how I’m itching…to fuck that voice out of you.” Baekhyun gasped as he felt two rough palms kneading his ass. He gripped Chanyeol’s bicep as the older man started grinding his hips on to him.

“Fucking hell, Baekhyun. I wanted to send my wife faraway sooner so that I could get to you already. That little bitch is wearing my patience thin.” Chanyeol grunted as he rolled his hips. Baekhyun whined. “Too stubborn to sign the papers.”

“I couldn’t get you out of my head even if I tried. But now that I’m here, we can do everything as we please.” Chanyeol flipped them over. Baekhyun underneath him as he sat, blanket falling and exposing his impressive morning wood. “You’d like that, don’t you?”

Baekhyun nodded shamelessly as Chanyeol playfully traced a finger down his cock. The younger male’s skin was flushed in the most beautiful and alluring way. He let out a cry of satisfaction as Chanyeol parted his legs to fit his mouth in between them. Baekhyun clutches onto his hair, pulling as Chanyeol rained kisses and nuzzled his cock.

Eyes staring straight through his soul, Chanyeol mouthed the tip and proceeded to take it whole to the hilt, leaving none of it exposed. Baekhyun moaned out loud, feeling a warm and wet muscle licking the underside of his dick.

“Chanyeol…hngg..ah!” Baekhyun jolted as he was given a hard suck. His body crumpled like paper as his legs threatened to close. Chanyeol ran his palms against Baekhyun’s chest, rubbing slightly on his nipples before going down his thighs and forcing them open. He took his sweet time in tasting Baekhyun and enjoyed the little whines and whimpers that the boy would make after every hard suck and bob of his head.

Mischievously, Chanyeol worked his way down Baekhyun’s perineum to his puckered hole. His tongue swiping over the taint a few times, raising Baekhyun’s sensitivity and the volume of his whimpers, before his tongue pushed against the ring of muscles. The petit male gripped the sheets like his life depended on it as Chanyeol raised his legs to his chest to eat him out properly. Being a figure skater, it was never problem for Baekhyun to be stretched in uncomfortable positions. If anything, it was an advantage that Chanyeol used well.

It was sloppy but effective nonetheless in making Baekhyun helplessly subjected to pleasure he can’t feel with anyone else if it isn’t Chanyeol. His legs spasms as Chanyeol gobbled him up like his last meal.

“Chanyeol, I don’t want to come like this. Please, aah…” Baekhyun said, voice strained and breathless.

The man heeds his request with one last lick of the cleft of his ass as he ushered him to get on fours. “Spread those cheeks for me, sweetheart.”

Baekhyun obeyed. Face flat on the pillow while his hands spread his cheeks to Chanyeol’s liking, puckered hole clenching the last bit of saliva his tongue left. With the petit male holding firmly onto his buttocks, Chanyeol began to insert his middle finger and earning a breathless whine from the younger male.

Chanyeol didn’t waste any time of preparing Baekhyun as his index and ring finger soon joined inside of him, meticulously sliding in and out and being caught by the rim. With Baekhyun still loose from last night’s activity, Chanyeol prepped him quite easily only with a little bit of teasing. He gradually quickened his pace, stabbing at his prostrate then slowing down to a rub—calloused fingers working their magic. A shrill cry escaped past his lips once Chanyeol properly gave him what he needed: his cock in all its glory.

The older man groaned at how Baekhyun was squeezing and hugging him like a warm, warm welcome. “You still feel fucking amazing, baby.” He said as he thrusts in. “How do you fucking do it?”

Baekhyun never knew how much Chanyeol’s words affect him. He never thought simple praises could make him leak as much as he is when he’s coming. The things Chanyeol do to him. The said man held Baekhyun’s waist firmly, ramming into him as string of praises and profanities came out of his mouth and Baekhyun’s piece of thread that was holding his sanity finally snapped. “Yes, swallow me good, Baek. Mmh, fuck.”

Chanyeol wasn’t oblivious to what’s happening. He could clearly feel how Baekhyun clenched around his cock like it wanted to be connected forever, and how his whimpers were more breathy, whiny and pathetic. He smirked at his newfound information and used it to his advantage. “Ah, I might have to fuck you everyday if you’re this enthusiastic to have my cock.”

A rough palm tapped his cheek. “Come on, babe. Tighten up more. Show daddy how much you love it.”

The past few months that Chanyeol had been away, Baekhyun have been secretly practicing and exercising his pelvic muscles. He had fantasized being taken by Chanyeol the next time they meet way too much that he had to put all of those energy into exercising to distract himself. He saw it one time he was reading a magazine and thought that maybe it wouldn’t hurt to try. Little did he know how much it would affect their ahem activities. The moment Baekhyun contracted and released his muscles, the effect was instantaneous. Chanyeol groaned and stilled in him as Baekhyun did it over and over again. It felt like the petit male was coming with his walls squeezing and squeezing him over again but the thing is he wasn’t. He was very much still hard and he needed Chanyeol to drive him into oblivion.

“Fuck, babe.” Baekhyun giggled as he got the reaction he wanted. “Why you sneaky little—”

The second Chanyeol moved his hips and hooked his hand on his waist to pull him back to sit on his cock, Baekhyun was a goner. They were both bouncing on the mattress. His back collided with Chanyeol’s chest as he pummeled into him. Baekhyun threw his head back on his lover’s shoulder as he let out a silent moan. “Let it out, Baekhyun. I want to hear how you missed my cock.”

Baekhyun was breathing heavily, his eyes shut, his face morphed into a provocative fashion but his voice still wasn’t reaching his highest potential until Chanyeol took things into his own hands—literally.

“Come on, babe. Is this the loudest you can give me?” Chanyeol growled as he stroked Baekhyun’s quivering erection.

“Chanyeol!” he screamed deliriously as he bounced on the said male’s shaft.

Unsatisfied, Chanyeol reached to his sensitive nubs and played with them until Baekhyun was squirming and his eyes almost rolling over the back of his head. Chanyeol rolled his hips and gave Baekhyun the hardest thrust he could muster, burying himself deep enough to elicit the reaction he wanted. Baekhyun was finally losing his mind. The unmistakable shriek was music to Chanyeol’s ears as he propelled him forward with him snapping his hips mercilessly.

A helpless noise was stuck inside his throat as Chanyeol jerked him off in time with his bucking hips. He let himself fall down as Chanyeol pushed his face on the bed and raised his ass up. He placed one of his foot flat on the mattress and held the male’s full hips as he introduced himself once again to the familiar walls engulfing his girth. Baekhyun could feel his abdomen tightening involuntarily as his body violently shake from the impact of Chanyeol’s pounding.

“Cha—Chanyeol!” Baekhyun helplessly moaned as Chanyeol’s calculated thrusts pushed to the claws of his orgasm.

“let’s test your nastiness. write the dialogue when chanyeol is buried deep, deep in his baby’s tight hole. bonus marks for dirty talking.”

Answer:

Chanyeol grits his teeth, fingers digging deep into Baekhyun’s ass as he inches into his heat. It’s so sinful, how the smaller’s walls seem to embrace him in such a tight and almost possessive way, swallowing him whole.

“Fucking hell this is great,” he groans, biting his lip as he stares down at Baekhyun. He was tensing against the white bed sheets, head thrown back, eyes shut tightly and mouth open in a permanent moan as he takes Chanyeol in.

“Are you okay, baby?” he whispers, leaning down to kiss the side of his mouth tenderly.

“I’m okay…” Baekhyun answers, looking up with lust-filled, wide eyes. “Your cock just feel so big and massive inside me, it fills me up so good- ah fuck!”

Chanyeol closes his eyes, hissing as he finally seats all of his long length into Baekhyun. He shivers, grunting wantonly at the delectable feel of the maddening heat around him. It feels so insanely tight, as if his ass is trying to squeeze out the very come out of him.

“This pussy wants my come so bad,” Chanyeol moans. “Baby wants to be filled with daddy’s come, don’t you? You want me fill you up to the brim until you’re swelling?”

“Yes I do,” Baekhyun breathes, smiling drunkenly. “Fill me up, daddy. Fill me up until I’m drowning with your liquid love.”

Chanyeol chuckles delightfully.

(I finished my freshman year this spring with a 4.0 GPA, an off-campus research internship, and three professors contacting me suggesting that I apply for a fulbright scholarship.  These tips aren’t coming out of my ass.) 

1. LISTEN TO ME WHEN I SAY THIS: YOU DO NOT NEED TO “GET INVOLVED” IN STUPID CLUBS IF YOU DON’T ENJOY THEM.  Hear “get involved! :)” for the 1000th time and just barf in your mouth a little and move on.  If you work hard and get good grades, and socialize with people on campus when you have free time (it comes more naturally than you think) YOU WILL.  BE.  FINE.  Actually better than fine.  You’ll have time to get a real job/internship, which by the way, is what the real world wants to see you prioritizing.  Moral of the story: Only join clubs if they help your personality thrive and feel healthy.  Don’t do them because you feel pressured.  

2. DON’T TAKE SHIT FROM A N Y O N E. I know you’re trying to fit in and take the stance of trying to make everyone happy to make sure you’ll have plenty of friends.  But you have to realize that you literally just met these people, and they just met you.  If they create an uncomfortable environment for you that makes college harder to cope with, get them the fuck out of your life. Ain’t nobody got time for people’s high school-ass drama.  

3. SKIP YOUR CLASSES SOMETIMES.  If you really have your shit together, it won’t matter.  Your school will say the amount of skips you can get away with before it harms your grade.  Use. Them.

4. BECOME THE MASTER OF WRITING ESSAYS IN ONE NIGHT.  You will have to.  I’m telling you right the fuck now.  And you can get an A, if you work your lil ass off. I’ve done it many times.  

5. DON’T CARE FOR EVEN 1 SECOND WHAT OTHER PEOPLE THINK OF YOU.  If you wanna wear sweats and no makeup, do it.  If you want to dress up and take time to put on makeup, do it.  If you want to stay away from partying, do it.  If you want to party, have a good ass time.  If anyone has enough time to judge you, they need to be studying harder or getting a hobby.  Make yourself comfortable and happy as fuck and enjoy your time in college worry-free. 

6. BE THE ASSHOLE WITH A TABLET OR LAPTOP IN LECTURE.  You won’t have time to copy it all down.  You’ll be miserable.  Just trust me.  I know studies say its more effective to write stuff down for memory, but, write them out later or something.  Learned that one the hard way.

7. DON’T REWRITE YOUR NOTES IF IT DOESN’T HELP YOU STUDY.  If you know doing that doesn’t help you memorize, don’t do it, period.  Or, if you have a collossal asston of notes (like I did) it isn’t even worth rewriting them all in the first place. I’ve fallen down that hole and lost motivation and time.  Just reread them or make flashcards or whatever.  Study for effectiveness, not aesthetic.

8. BE PREPARED FOR LAB TO GO THE “WHOLE TIME.”  Yah, you’re gonna see 3 hours on that brand-shiny-new schedule of yours and be like there’s no way it’ll go that long, right? LOL about that.  Just mentally brace yourself.  Eat and drink beforehand for the love of god we don’t need hangry people handling chemicals.  

9. COMMUTING DOESN’T MAKE YOU A LONER.  Just.  No. If you live close to campus, are comfortable with commuting, and know you’ll save yourself MAJOR debt by doing it, do it and don’t feel a fucking ounce of guilt about it.  It’ll be some early mornings, but your fresh out of college broke ass will thank you, and you’ll use your time more effectively.  (Plus you get a non grimy shower like??)

The apartment was dark, save for the dim light that the moonlight provided. Curtains were flowing slowly as the wind blew a gentle breeze. Inside the bedroom, clothes were strewn everywhere and the a creaking noise can be heard with the occassional unsatisfied groans from a certain man.

Chanyeol had his head back, his adam’s apple bobbing as he tried to ease his dry throat. Sweat beaded along his forehead and temples, matting his hair on to the skin. He couldn’t keep his eyes open much longer, his irises threatening to roll at the back of his head as his boyfriend languidly bounced on his cock, his walls rubbing delicious friction that he needed.

A hand crawled to his nipple and pinched, earning another frustrated groan from Chanyeol. Baekhyun smiled the way he knew would make Chanyeol crazy. The taller male moaned once more as Baekhyun dove down and took a nipple in his mouth, tongue circling along the nub and finally sucking.

“B-Baek…shit!” Chanyeol cursed as Baekhyun picked up the pace again and started moving his hips up and down. He’s still angry.

“How many times do I have to see you flirting with that girl? How many times do I have to tell you to turn her down?” Baekhyun asked, voice demanding to be answered.

“I wasn’t–ah! Baek!” Chanyeol breathed through his nose as Baekhyun stopped and clenched around him. He feels so good. “S-She was just asking for h-help.”

“Help? I see. Does help means bending down enough for you to see her cleavage?” Baekhyun was still furious with the scene he ended up seeing earlier in the afternoon.

The new intern has taken a liking to her Chanyeol-sunbae. It was painfully obvious around the office as she kept pestering the CEO’s–Baekhyun’s–executive assistant. Chanyeol was completely oblivious to it as he gladly tried to help the fresh-from-college-intern. Whether it was paperwork or a file she couldn’t reach on the top shelf, Chanyeol just ignores the heart eyes being thrown over his direction and gets it over with. Unfortunately, this sent the wrong message.

The poor girl actually thought that her Chanyeol-sunbae liked her and boldly walked up to his table one fine day. The intern placed her hands with perfectly manicured nails flat on the table and leaned closer to an unsuspecting Chanyeol, not so subtly showing the taller male her goodies. She, then, proceeds to bat her eyelashes and asks if Chanyeol-sunbae could help her with her presentation after work. Again, not so subtly asking him out. The whole ordeal made Chanyeol very uncomfortable as he realized that everyone was right about the new intern liking him. He tried his best to look away and politely turn down her request but the intern only whined, pouting and stomping her feet lightly which led to some things to jiggle. Little did Chanyeol knew was that Baekhyun was watching them intently. The moment he heard the smaller male clearing his throat was the moment Chanyeol knew he was done for.

Baekhyun was kind enough not to fire the girl but Chanyeol was dead meat. He couldn’t do anything to appease the smaller’s anger as he tried to apologize over and over again for the remaining duration of the day. That’s how he ended up here with Baekhyun riling him up, stroking his cock and then, blueballing him.

Chanyeol had lost how many times he thought that Baekhyun was finally done playing with him until his little boyfriend stops everything again, leaving Chanyeol to clutch the sheets and whine in frustrstion.

It dragged on for so long that Chanyeol teared up with unsatisfaction which led to Baekhyun finally sitting on his cock. Chanyeol was relieved but not for long as his boyfriend decided that he shouldn’t be forgiven that easily.

And now, Baekhyun was bouncing vigorously on his dick again with his hands roaming around the expanse of Chanyeol toned chest and stomach.

“B-Baek, please let me come.” Chanyeol begged.

To which a stubborn Baekhyun answered, “No.”

Baekhyun continued his ministrations and leaned closer until he was facing Chanyeol. The taller male’s eyes were practically begging him but Baekhyun wasn’t having any of it. Chanyeol tried to close the distance between their lips, trying to kiss his stubborn boyfriend but Baekhyun leaned back, leaving Chanyeol to cry out in frustration.

“Let me kiss you at least!” Chanyeol whined.

“No.” Baekhyun firmly said, enjoying the dejected look on Chanyeol’s face. Baekhyun knew how crushed Chanyeol becomes when he gets denied of a kiss. Serves him right. “You don’t get to come, touch or kiss unless I told you so, understand?”

Chanyeol nodded miserably as he tried to keep his hands to himself. It was so terrible. He badly wants to touch but he knew better than anyone not to anger his boyfriend further.

Baekhyun started riding him properly once Chanyeol gave him an answer. The taller male thrashed underneath him as he dropped on his cock harder than the last. Chanyeol was itching to hold Baekhyun’s hips but he stops himself before he could. His cock throbbed inside of Baekhyun and precome was seeping out of the shorter male’s rim, making the ride as slick and as smooth as possible.

Chanyeol was miserable holding back his orgasm and Baekhyun chuckled at how hard he is trying. So he decided to push him a little more. Baekhyun reached behind him. A slender finger circling Chanyeol’s rim. As soon as the male underneath him felt it, he quickly shook his head but that wasn’t enough to stop Baekhyun. His index finger entered bit by bit until it reached Baekhyun’s knuckles. The petit male added another and started thrusting.

It took a while but Baekhyun finally found Chanyeol’s prostate. The male smirked as he massaged the spongy tissue while he proceeded to grind his hips, clenching and unclenching around his thick girth. Chanyeol was shaking so badly. His hips were quivering as he tried to stop the inevitable.

“B-Baek, please. I-I can’t hold it any longer. Chanyeol pleaded, a tear escaping from the corner of his eye.

“Should I let you?”

Chanyeol nodded vigorously that Baekhyun thought his neck might break. “Baekhyun, please. Please, please, please.”

The petit male pulled out his fingers from Chanyeol’s ass and grabbed the headboard for leverage. He rode him perfectly, earning moans from Chanyeol. The bed was creaking so loudly. A hand reached down to card his fingers through Chanyeol’s hair, trying to sooth him.

“Baekhyun…” Chanyeol said with half lidded eyes, asking for permission.

The said male leaned down beside Chanyeol’s ears. “Come now, baby boy.”

alright so i’ve answered this a few times so i’m just gonna put them all together here!!! novel like fics!! there are probably many many more so this will be updated but enjoy anyways!!! - admin shiba

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without you to hold i’d be freezing - ceo chanyeol - 330k

Promises to the Prince - royal!au - 284k, ongoing

Boss Complex - ceo chanyeol/intern baekhyun/major drama - 168k

Saving the 10th Prince - scarlet heart!au - 165k, ongoing

Spare The Rod, And Spoil The Child - hogwarts/harry potter!au- 162k

Animae sine amore immortales - supernatural/fantasy - 161k

Murder Melody - just.. a Wild au - 147k

title: a little like love - neighbors au - 130k

The Boss - mafia!au - 115k, ongoing

Cake for Breakfast - domestic au - 112k

Children of the Storm - merman baek - 106k

Kissed By Fire - GOT!AU - 102k

Interning - office!au, one of my personal favorites! - 92k

the tyranny of distance - sea au (!! READ THIS)- 87k

The Proposal - the proposal!au, ceo!baekhyun - 71k

Sail - space pirates au - 69k

Codename: M.O.N.S.T.E.R - dystopian au - 65k, ongoing

Interlude - stripper chanyeol - 59k

Bittersweet Baby - mafia!au, personal favorite! - 51k

Ataraxia - wolf au - 48k, ongoing

The Burden of Purple - royal au - 48k 

Like A Moth To A Flame - star wars au - 48k

falling for your love (it’s not easy baby) - vampire au - 47k

a streetcar named desire - college au - 42k

hush - 42k

writings on the walls - royal au - 40k

Under Construction - single daddy au - 38k

The Long Way Home - countryside au, mpreg - 34k

Complications - fantasy!au, royal!au - 28k

Pairing: Chanyeol x Baekhyun

For everyone who has asked. They’re still here.

♥ ♥ ♥

Baekhyun squeezes his eyes shut, tugging the deep red material around himself a little tighter every time the lightning flashes outside. The wind is howling, whipping about the awnings with force and causing rattling noises that sound like creatures crawling up the walls. Baekhyun flinches every time it happens, balled up in one of the chairs in the dark living room.

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