⚠️ [Mature] ⚠️

After Chanyeol had stormed out of Mr. Byun's office, he immediately went on the search for Kyungsoo. Mr. Byun's thoughts kept repeating inside his head, and to make them stop he was going to do something selfish and unkind if Kyungsoo ever figured it out, but Chanyeol was too angry and his plan too finely developed to change his mind. And, as he stepped inside the cafeteria and spotted Kyungsoo standing in line waiting to buy his lunch, Chanyeol also knew it was too late to turn back.

He forced a smile to his face as he approached Kyungsoo and gently tapped his shoulder as he quietly said, "Kyung, I know when you asked me to have lunch with you, you didn't mean it as anything else other than a work lunch. But I....I would like to know if you want it to mean something more?"

Kyungsoo stared up at Chanyeol with his mouth slightly parted, and too stunned to speak, he nodded his head. Chanyeol smiled in reply, and this time it came naturally as he gently reached for Kyungsoo's hand as he softly said, "Then let's go on a real lunch date together." And he hoped. He hoped because if it was with Kyungsoo it would be easier and Chanyeol wouldn't feel like he was constantly taking a pick axe to his skin, as he tried to chip away the hard layers to learn what resided underneath. With Kyungsoo, Chanyeol could see a future.

The music wasn't too loud and the bar wasn't overly crowded, being that it was only twelve in the afternoon, not many people were too depressed enough to drink away their problems. But for the few people who did occupy the bar, Baekhyun actually felt sympathy and wondered what had fucked up their day so horribly they resorted to day drinking.

Baekhyun sighed as he took another gulp of his beer, something he never drinked unless he was pretending to be someone else with problems that weren't his own. The beer made it easier to cope with every one he consumed, and as the sky began to darken outside the windows and more people began to flood into the bar, the easier the pretending began to feel.

He was taking another sip of his beer when he noticed a man walk into the bar, the little bell over the door announcing his arrival as Baekhyun's head turned to look. He smiled when he realized the new arrival would be the perfect fix to his problem. He was tall, but not too tall, and he was handsome enough for Baekhyun's liking, which was a necessity when he planned on sitting on the guys dick for any number of hours. He would do perfectly as a simple and unattached sexually rendezvous, to cleanse Baekhyun of his last sexual partner.

Baekhyun waited, bidding his time until the man had had a reasonable amount of alcohol before making his move. He stood up from his bar stool, making a show of being loud to draw his attention, and when he had it . . .

Baekhyun smiled slyly as he slipped into the stool beside his prey, throwing him flirtatious looks from the corner of his eye, before being bolder and deciding to place his hand on his upper thigh. The man sat there frozen, possibly stunned as Baekhyun shamelessly trailed his fingers along his leg, and then he seemed to come back to life as he quickly reached out to grab Baekhyun's hand.

Baekhyun smirked as he innocently asked, "I'm sorry, did you not like me touching you?"

The guy quickly shook his head, his mouth still agape before he managed to stuttered, "N–no, that's not it at all! I–I just—-"

"Do you find me attractive?" Baekhyun whispered as he leaned in close, his hand pulling out of the man's grasp as he once again began to run his fingers up his thigh.

The man gulped as he stared into Baekhyun's hypnotic eyes before glancing down at his hand, that rested only inches from his slowly hardening cock as he hushedly replied, "Yes, but I don't . . . I'm not someone who pays for sex."

Baekhyun's lips pursed, and then unable to contain it any longer he laughed as he quietly cried, "I'm not a prostitute! I'm just looking to have a little fun.... How about you, do you want to have a little fun?" Baekhyun purred.

The man gulped and slowly nodded as he whispered, "Yes."

Baekhyun grinned as he slipped off his bar stool and grabbed the stranger's hand, and lead him outside and around to the side of the bar to his car. He unlocked the back door and pulled it open as he sultrily asked, "Have you ever fucked in a car before?"

The guy shook his head, and Baekhyun's grin grew wider as he reached out for the guy's collar, pulling him down close until their lips were inches apart as he whispered, "Then you're about to have an amazing time, and it's even more thrilling when you know you can get caught . . ." Baekhyun smiled as he gestured for the guy to get in first, and he did, with Baekhyun following closely behind him.

Baekhyun was glad for his tinted windows as they began to undress, and once both of them were completely naked, Baekhyun crawled onto the guy's lap and straddled his hips. He began to slowly roll their pelvis together, the man's hands gripping tightly onto Baekhyun's waist as he did, and their mouths meeting in a clumsy and heated kiss. Baekhyun continued to roll his hips as they kissed, and as things began to grow hot in the small space of Baekhyun's car, the guy's lips started to move from his mouth down to his neck then to his collar bones.

Baekhyun moaned at the touch and the pleasurable heat of the skin on skin contact, and he began to grow needy as he leaned in close to whisper into the man's ear, "Are you going to fuck me, or just tease me with the damn thing?"

"I'm going to fuck you," the man replied before grabbing Baekhyun's hips, and shifting him before suddenly thrusting upwards.

Baekhyun gasped at the pain and squeezed his eyes shut as he took small, hissing breaths through his teeth. And as he willed his body to move in sync with the man's, a little voice in the back of his head woke up as thoughts began to fill his head; unwanted thoughts that were the reason behind his current actions.

As the man continued to thrust into Baekhyun, and Baekhyun mindlessly continued to bounce on him too, his mind began to wonder. The whole purpose of this escapade was to forget; he had wanted this man to fuck him so thoroughly that Baekhyun would forgot why he was so upset and angry. But he was no longer able to focus on the fact that he had someone's cock buried balls deep up his asshole, instead he was being plagued with thoughts of Chanyeol, and his cruel mind kept taking him back to the night to compare every little detail to the man he was with now.

And the ultimate conclusion, Park Chanyeol was better. He was better at sex; he was better at making Baekhyun's heart race, even if Baekhyun insisted on ignoring it; he was better looking; he had taken Baekhyun's needs into account and he.... He was just simply . . . better.

When Baekhyun felt that familiar tugging in his gut, he sped up his actions to bring about the predictable ending. He chased his climax and came with a weak cry that fell on deaf ears, and when Baekhyun's movements had ceased the man didn't even noticed as he grabbed Baekhyun's shoulders and turned him until his back was pressed into the warm leather of his back seat. Baekhyun's body felt numb as the man continued to wildly chase his orgasm, completely oblivious to everything but his own need to have Baekhyun's body and to fill him full with his semen. And as the thrusts began to come more rapidly to the point it was beginning to hurt and starting to feel like the whole thing was against his will, Baekhyun pressed his hands against the man's chest, shoving him off so forcefully until he could no longer feel his too big and gross hands touching his backside and his hips and his thighs; until he could no longer feel his dick shoved up his ass.

The man fell backsides onto the seat, his breathing heavy as he gasped, "What the fuck was that, I thought you wanted to have fun?"

Baekhyun felt like plucking, and didn't say a single word as he quickly put his shirt on to cover himself at least a little bit. Then he hurredily searched around for the guy's clothes before shoving them into his arms as he yelled, "Get out! Get out of my car!"

"But I'm not even dressed!" the man yelled back in reply.

"Not my problem!" Baekhyun retorted as he shoved the man out the door, and grabbed the shoe he dropped to chuck at his chest before slamming the door closed and immediately locking it. Then he climbed into his front seat and started the ignition before tearing out of the parking lot, and when he got home he immediately hopped in his shower, washing away his shame and regret but still begin left with the reminder bruised between his thighs and on his hips and arms.

He felt tears roll down his cheeks as he carefully shuffled into his bedroom before clasping onto his bed, and burying his face into the pillow that still held the faint scent of Chanyeol, and falling asleep with the comfort of his fading presence.

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A/N: *sighs*

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