*

"What the actual fuck...!?"

"What, you don't like it?"

"Where in the world.... did you get that!?"

Baekhyun smirks in an evil way that sends chills into Chnayeol's spine. Chanyeol's ogling eyes follow the playful male, who has the nerve to skip barefooted around the room wearing a fucking high school uniform for girls. In each and every step he makes, the skirt would bounce up, revealing smooth thighs waiting to be ravished on.

"I bought this online. The blouse and skirt fits me well, right? Do you know what's under this skirt?"

Chanyeol nervously gulps.

"What?"

If that coy smirk on Baekhyun's lips could get any wider, then that is what's plastered on this bitch's mouth right now. He turns around like a ballerina as Chanyeol only stares, Baekhyun tipping his little toes before he steps on one leg and balances.

"Tada!" Baekhyun exclaims, showing Chanyeol what's underneath that navy blue skirt.

"Happy birthday!"

Chanyeol almost chokes on his saliva as his eyes widen in surprise.

"W-what the hell is that?!"

"It's my new laced panty," Baekhyun proudly says as he wiggles his hard dick that is peeking out of the hole in front of the underwear. He purposely made that hole for his erect cock to break free. "Do you love it, sunbae? Look, my cock's ready to be swallowed by your greedy mouth."

"What!?"

"Don't you want to give me head while I wear this uniform? And I will shove this on you, fucking your mouth so hard so you would know how it feels like to choke on a cock?"

"God, Baekhyun. What is seriously wrong with you," Chanyeol mutters in disbelief. He is about to slap his forehead, but stops, realizing he is restrained in a chair tightly with a fucking rope.

What the fuck.

"Ah, ah, ah~ You can't escape now, Chanyeol-sunbae!"

Chanyeol squirms with all his might, attempting to break lose from the bondage but to no avail. He just watches helplessly as Baekhyun laughs wickedly in front of him.

"What, you don't want to be tied down like that like a slave?"

"Fuck you," Chanyeol hisses as he glares at the shorter, "When I get myself out of here, I will fuck you hard until you're begging me to stop."

"Oh, I'm scared~" Baekhyun mocks, "Well, you can't fucking do that babe. Too bad. You're just gonna have to stay there with a raging hard-on."

"Fuck you! Come here, bitch!"

"Yes, daddy!"

Baekhyun obediently comes towards Chanyeol, straddling his lap as he wraps two hands around his neck. Since Chanyeol's hands are tied on the back of the chair, he can't do anything but shamelessly moan when Baekhyun grinds his ass against his hard cock confined inside his very thin boxer shorts.

"You want this delicious ass, sunbae? Ugh, like that? You want to fuck that ass? Ugh... Ugh... You want me sitting on your cock like this?"

Biting his lip, Chanyeol nods desperately, gaining a dark chuckle from the shorter. Baekhyun all the more pushes his ass faster seductively, as he latches his sinful lips on the taller's mouth just to tease.

"F-fuck, Baekhyun--"

"Yeah? You want to fuck me now? But how? Look at you, looking like a horny son of a bitch!"

Chanyeol wants to cry in frustration and anger right now.

"Hmm. Let me first paint your shirt with my delicious come. You want it, right?"

Baekhyun fists his own dick under his skirt through his panty, smearing its moist head against Chanyeol's shirt to prove his point. He strokes his length up and down while he bounces like a kid on Chanyeol's lap, practically dry humping the taller.

Chanyeol is definitely not loving this shit.

"Fuck, this is so hot, Baekhyun, I can't---"

"Haha! You wanna come just from this? Hm? I can feel you coming!"

Chanyeol doesn't want to come. No fucking way! He is not supposed to feel that tightening feeling in his gut, that overwhemling pleasure building up on his groin.

He shouldn't feel that upcoming orgasm in his cock---

"Got you," Baekhyun says.

Chanyeol graons out loud when Baekhyun suddenly stops his sensual movements. Oh god, that was fucking close!

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!?"

Baekhyun just smiles innocently.

"Answer your phone, it's ringing."

"What!?"

"Your phone. It keeps on ringing!"

"What the fuck---"

"Open your eyes, will you?"

Chanyeol immediately opens his eyes.

Blinking slowly, he sees his vibrating phone beside his thick Physics book on top of the table.

"What the fuck."

He's still in the library.

And he has a damn fucking raging hard-on.

"What a weird dream."

He can still feel goose bumps on his skin, and he admits that yes, he is downright turned on by it. The idea of Baekhyun crossdressing while being in-control of the situation has his libido rising up. But he knows Baekhyun is the total opposite of that.

Waving the thought off, Chanyeol just gets his phone in annoyance, swiping call, and puts it against his ear.

[Chanyeol-sunbae?]

It's Baekhyun.

"Yeah?"

[Uhm. I just called... to say happy birthday... I hope I wasn't a bother.]

"It's fine," Chanyeol mutters. "I don't have classes right now anyways."

[Is that so? I wish you have a good day. Take care of yourself and don't skip lunch, okay?]

Chanyeol tiny smiles.

"Thanks. I'll keep that in mind."

Chanyeol stands up to collect his stuff and get ready for the next class when Baekhyun speaks again on the other line.

[Uhm, Chanyeol-sunbae?]

"What is it?"

[Since it's your birthday, I will do something special for you.]

Chanyeol pauses for a while.

[I will cook dinner for you.]

That makes Chanyeol chuckle a little. He can already imagine Baekhyun's blushing face right now.

"You don't know how to cook."

[I-I know, but! But I will still cook for you no matter what!]

"Okay? And then after that?"

[Uhh... After that... Uhm, we're gonna make love on the bed?]

"Right," Chanyeol says with a smirk, "In short, I'm gonna fuck you hard until you're begging me to stop."

[Only if you eat what I cooked!]

"Fine," Chanyeol just mutters, "Just because this guy is fucking in love with you."

[Oh! Thank you for saying that. Please call me after your class is done, Chanyeol-sunbae.]

"Alright."

Baekhyun just laughs like an angel on the other line, while Chanyeol thinks of how many ways this angel can be his loyal bitch in bed.

*

To be continued.