WARNING: THIS STORY FEATURES SCENES OF "DUBIOUS CONSENT". YES, I'M ALSO IN DISBELIEF THAT I HAVE TO DO THIS, BUT APPARENTLY SOME PEOPLE FEEL THAT BECAUSE THE MAIN CHARACTER DIDN'T SAY "I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO STICK YOUR COCK INSIDE MY ASS" THAT IT'S RAPE. IT'S NOT, JUST IN CASE YOU ARE STILL ON THE FENCE ABOUT IT. CONSENT ISN'T ALWAYS VERBAL, JUST LAYING THAT OUT THERE. READ ONLY IF YOU'RE MATURE ENOUGH TO UNDERSTAND THIS. THANK YOU AND GO FORTH WITH YOUR KINKY SELVES.

Chanyeol doesn't remember when it started, or even how. All he knows is that it's now become a permanent annoyance in his life. He can't escape it, no matter what he does or how hard he try's. He can't get away from the word, that one fucking word, uttered from that small puppyish monster daily. It follows him around all day, mocking him, taunting him.

It started out as a joke for Baekhyun, one little flirty over-exaggerated wink and that one word falling from the little shits mouth and it was born. All it took was a room full of laughs for Baekhyun to hook his annoyingly pretty little fingers into and squeeze the damn life out of it.

Chanyeol doesn't find it funny, in fact it pisses him off, with the way the little shit flaunts around here, swaying his hips, and asserting unearned confidence. The little sassy bitch irks Chanyeol and he wants nothing more than to screw that damn attitude out of the brat more and more as each day goes on.

But Chanyeol keeps all of this internalized, remaining professional and seemingly indifferent to the situation. Even when Baekhyun makes a crack at his expense and calls him by that fucking word, the one fucking word... Chanyeol keeps his cool.

Chanyeol has a business to run, and he can't just grab his employees and fuck them into the nearest surface just to teach them a lesson. It would, one: be unsanitary and they can't loose their A+ from the health department, and two: everyone loves Baekhyun and no doubt would be on the puppy's side, if he chooses to take it to HR.

So Chanyeol sits and stews, he lets the anger, frustration, and need burn away in his gut, carefully hidden from the rest of his employees. Even Kyungsoo, his buisneas partner has no idea of Chanyeol's secret desire to wreck the little pink haired pixie.

This is why, his team thinks it's safe to leave Baekhyun alone with Chanyeol one evening to finish closing the restaurant... Gods, were they wrong.

........

Chanyeol's just putting the final touches on his freshly cleaned work area, when an annoyingly cute and smirking Baekhyun walks in, untying his apron from his perfectly full hips. "well, i'm done for the night, unless there's anything else you need from me..." Baekhyun's smirk deepens as he adds a curt "daddy"

Chanyeol rolls his eyes and continues polishing the shiny silver metal of his prep table. Gods, what he'd give to bend the boy over it. "just go, Baekhyun"

Baekhyun chuckles and saunters over to Chanyeol, standing next to him, leaning against the table Chanyeol is currently trying to keep all of his focus on "oh come on, daddy. Don't be like that, i just want to help you" he comments, running his finger up the muscular masterpiece that is his boss's arm.

Chanyeol stops his movements and stands up straight, trying to grasp any reasoning and logic left in his head "Baekhyun, you know i can fire you for sexual harassment just because of the things you say, do you really want to push it?"

Baekhyun's eyes widen and he drops his hand to his side "you know i'm just kidding right? i-i don't mean it"

"Then why say it, Baekhyun? What reason could you possibly have for calling me daddy?" Chayeol asks, the exhaustion clear in his voice, finally surfacing after such a long night.

Baekhyun looks unsure of himself for a second, a look the older has never seen on the kids face since the day he hired the little pink haired brat "i just... it was funny, and everyone else laughed... i didn't know it bothered you that much"

Chanyeol shakes his head and lets it hang low between his shoulders "it's not that it bothers me... you just don't understand h-" Chanyeol looks up, and sighs frustratedly "you just don't understand the implements of your actions"

Baekhyun snorts and crosses his arms in defiance, clearly back to his normal self "implements of my actions? What are you, like sixty? What does that even mean? You talk as if you're actually int-" the boy stands up straighter, unfolding his arms quickly "wait... are you actually into that? Chanyeol, do you have thing for daddykink?"

Chanyeol groans "i didn't say that, Baekhyun"

Baekhyun leans forward playfully "you didn't have to, daddy"

Chanyeol's jaw sets "baekhyun, don't"

The little brat has the audacity to smirk "come on daddy, don't be like that"

"Baekhyun, i'm warning you" Chanyeol cautions. Baekhyun's pushed it before, he's never been one to understand personal space, but this time Chanyeol doesn't have a room full of amused eyes to keep his self control in check... And that's not a good combination; a teasing Baekhyun, and a teetering Chanyeol.

Baekhyun nearly vibrates with uncontrolled excitement, steadily getting closer and closer into Chanyeol's personal space "what? Are you going to punish me, daddy?"

Chanyeol snaps just as the last word leaves baekhyun's lips, and he finds himself grabbing the younger by the arms, just before he spins the boy around and forces him down against the metal table.

Baekhyun's chest compresses against the cold surface, and his ass is stuck outwards as he's bent over the table in front of him. Baekhyun squeals loudly and tries to break away, but the grasp chanyeol has on him is iron.

"Chanyeol, what the hell?" Baekhyun barks, the anger and confusion palpable in his voice.

But Chanyeol's too far gone. He's had to listen to this kid for almost a year, calling him daddy, walking around this kitchen swaying those fucking hips, and teasing him with the smirks and the winks. Chanyeol's at a point of no, return... He's going to teach this boy, the true meaning of the word Daddy.

Chanyeol takes a second to watch the struggling boy in his hold. The way Baekhyun looks bent over his prep table, the way his hips curve perfectly against the edge of it, pressing into the hard metal.

"Come on, Chanyeol... This isn't fucking funny" Baekhyun growls, and Chanyeol can hear the eye roll in his voice, which only proves to piss him off more.

Chanyeol chuckles darkly and leans forward, almost outlining Baekhyun's body with this own, leaving just enough space between them to not actually touch him, but close enough the boy feels just how close he is. "Actually this is hilarious, Baekhyun, and I'm going to show you just how fucking funny it is"

Baekhyun lets out a small whimper, attempting to wiggle out of Chanyeol's grasp once more.

"Please Chanyeol, I'm sorry, ok? Just let me go"

Though Chanyeol loves the sound of the boys pleading, he has no intention of giving in when he hasn't even began. He chuckles again and places his free hand on Baekhyun's hip, stabilizing the boy, and leaning against him, slowly grinding his crotch against the boys back end.

Baekhyun releases a small gasp and freezes "C-Chanyeol?"

"You know, Baek, when you first called me daddy, it didn't really effect me, and hell, even I found it a little funny... But then that little mouth started running and I couldn't help but think of things I could give that mouth to do other than talking"

Baekhyun's body tenses up further, and Chanyeol doesn't for a second miss the way his thighs squeeze together slightly.

Chanyeol's hand moves from its grasp on the puppy's hip and admires the curve of his ass with it. He gives a playful squeeze and Beakhyun can no longer fight the moan that has been building in his throat.

Chanyeol smirks, knowing he's got the kid right where he wants him. He releases his hold on the boys arms and feels a bubble of pride when said boy doesn't move, and just places his hands on the table to better stabilize himself.

"You know, Baek, you've been bad lately... I feel like you need some type of punishment to teach you a lesson" Chanyeol says, his fingers now dancing across the fullness of Baekhyun's thighs.

"P-punishment?" Baekhyun squeaks, the panic clear in his voice. He try's once again to lift himself up off the table, but one firm hand on his lower back has him stilling and sagging back against the table in defeat.

"Don't worry, I won't be too harsh on you, it is your first time I assume" Chanyeol plays, taunting the boy.

Baekhyun whines and places his forehead head against the table "listen Chanyeol... Maybe I was being too rash earlier. I shouldn't have teased you like that and I'm sorry... Just, lets just talk this out, ok?"

Chanyeol frowns, a level headed, serious Baekhyun isn't as fun to play with. Chanyeol wants to fuck Baekhyun up, he wants to ruin the boy, but only to rebuild him as something of his own creation. He wants to build him a life sized Baekhyun doll, but he can't do that when the boy isn't pliant.

Chanyeol reaches forward and grasps onto the boys uniform pants, at the waistline. Baekhyun gasps, but by the time he realizes what's happening, his pants and underwear are already at his ankles.

"Chanyeol wh-" but that sentence is cut short when a loud reverberating smack echoes through the room, and a stinging pain surges through his lower body.

Baekhyun takes a deep stabilizing breath in the wake of his realization of what just happened. Chanyeol just spanked him. Chanyeol just smacked his bare ass, and hard. His boss just bent him over a table and spanked him like a child, and he shouldn't be this turned on. He shouldn't be turned on at all.

"Ch-Chanyeol... What... Why?" Baekhyun asks, his voice wobbly, while tears spring forth in his eyes as the stinging burns across his backside.

"I told you, Baekhyun, bad boys get punished and you've been a very bad boy" he says, once more bringing his hand down forcefully against the little jiggly and reddening ass cheek, before repeating the action once more on the other side.

"O-ok, I'm sorry I won't call you daddy anymore, please... Just" the boy sobs out, clutching onto the edge of the table so hard his fingers turn a beautiful shade of white.

Chanyeol smirks, the boy may be pleading for him to stop, but the clear hard on resting between his legs says otherwise.

"I never said I wanted you to stop, Baekhyun. No, not at all... I just want you to remember the feeling of my hand stinging across your ass cheeks, every time that world falls from your pretty little lips. I want you to know what it feels like to scream out that word, every time you open your mouth to speak tomorrow with that ruined voice of yours, and I want you to understand exactly who you belong to when you utter those two syllables... Because I am your daddy, Baekhyun, and you will not forget it" he says, adding a harsh smack to Baekhyun's ass on his last word, for emphasis.

"Fuck, Chanyeol.. I"

A smack louder than the others pulses through the room and Baekhyun shoots forwards crying out, as Chanyeol runs his large hard over the painted cheek that still stings from the previous hit.

"Did I say you could call be by my name, Baekhyun?" Chanyeol asks in a calm, but demanding voice.

Baekhyun's whimpers and places his head against the table, breathing onto it heavily "n-no, I'm sorry... Daddy"

Chanyeol Smirks and smooths his hand down the back of the boy's thighs "that's a good boy" he coos, before starting to knead the flesh of Baekhyun's ass, causing the puppy to squirm, both in pain and pleasure.

"You know, i figured with how many times that word fell from your lips, you might have a small thing for Daddykink, but I didn't know it would be this easy to get you to submit" Chanyeol says lifting his hand to trace the crack between Baekhyun's ass cheeks. "I mean, it's clear that you're the bottom type, but I never imagined you giving into me so quickly"

Baekhyun moans and Chanyeol spreads his cheeks apart. His breath fogs up the table as it comes out in small pants. "I've wanted you... For a long time, daddy... It wasn't just a joke to me"

Chanyeol stops at this, and smirks "you mean you've thought about me touching you like this?" He says prodding his finger against Baekhyun's little hole.

Baekhyun nods erratically "gods yes"

Chanyeol, proud to know that he's had the little sluts attention for a while now, pushes the tip of his finger inside Baekhyun. "And what else have you imagined, baby boy?"

Baekhyun whimpers as the nickname echoes through his head "I've imagined daddy inside of me, fucking into Baekhyun with his big dick"

Chanyeol swallows at just how well Baekhyun falls into this role. He leans down and whispers huskily into the pink haired boys ear "what if I make imagination reality for my baby Baek?"

Baekhyun's heart hammers against his ribcage, while his breath caches in his throat "yes! Please, daddy"

Chanyeol likes what he hears, and pulls his fingers away from the boys backside, and walks across the kitchen to the stock cabinet to find something he can use for lubricant. He secures a bottle of virgin olive oil and nearly snorts at how ironic it is.

He makes sure to coat his fingers in the slippery substance and comes back to the boy, still anchored in the same spot he left him in.

"Such a good boy for daddy" Chanyeol coos, not wasting time to slip his fingers down Baekhyun's crack and pressing against the tight little knot.

Baekhyun jolts slightly as he's breached, but adjusts quickly as he's spent a lot of time lately fingering himself to a fantasy strangely close to this one.

Chanyeol makes quick work of sinking his finger into Baekhyun, pumping in and out slowly, not in the least bit surprised by the easy slid, allowing him to press another finger in soon after.

Baekhyun whines, his cheek pressed against the table, while his hands still white knuckle the edge because of Chanyeol's fingers proving to ruin him. He's always imagined what the giants long, thin fingers could do inside of him. Baekhyun's seen what these fingers can do with a knife and even a guitar when he's brought one in for company party's, and now having them inside of him, moving around and rubbing in all the right places... The man does not disappoint his expectations.

"Fuck" Baekhyun curses, starting to move his hips to keep in pace with Chanyeol's fingers.

But a stinging pain/shooting pleasure and the sound of another loud smack stops him up short "stop moving, and watch your language" Chanyeol commands in that tone that makes Baekhyun's dick twitch.

Another finger is abruptly shoved inside of Baekhyun, causing the boy to moan out loudly. The taller thrusts his fingers fast and deep into the boy, causing him to start a chorus of "ah's" at the wonderful sensation.

Chanyeol groans, not being able to take it any longer and pulls out, quickly unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down his thighs, just enough to free he rather large, hardened length. He grabs the olive oil, slicking himself up, and positioning himself at the boys quivering entrance.

"How bad do you want it baby boy?" Chanyeol teases.

Baekhyun whimpers, moving his ass tantalizingly back and forth, like a bitch in heat, offering itself. "Please, daddy. Please fill up Baekhyun with your thick cock, please!"

Chanyeol growls at the overwhelming satisfaction of having the boy below him, submitting to his every desire, and pleading for his dick. Baekhyun is his to play with and wouldn't dare say no to anything he wanted and they both know it.

Chanyeol, gives in, wanting this as much as the puppyish boy does, sinking himself slowly inside Baekhyun. The tightness just around the tip, drives him insane, wanting to drive right into Baekhyun so hard, he forces a permit outline of the smaller into his table so he can see it everyday and be reminded of the night he took what should have always belonged to him.

"Yes" Baekhyun calls out, his mouth open as far as it will go in awe of how amazing Chanyeol's dick feels sliding into him.

Chanyeol fills Baekhyun up all the way finally after agonizing inch by inch and anchors himself to Baekhyun with grabbing the boys hips.

"Such a good boy" Chanyeol praises, rubbing the smallers lower back for both comfort and encouragement, the least he can offer for what he's about to do to the poor kid.

"Chanyeol, please" Baekhyun groans, but the second the words come out of his mouth, he knows it was the wrong thing to say.

Chanyeol takes on a large breath, disappointed in the boy who was doing so well. Chanyeol pulls out of Baekhyun, all the way till just the tip remains inside, then quickly thrusts back in, filling the boy up quickly and forcefully. He reaches between Baekhyun's legs and starts to quickly stroke the pink paired pixie, griping him hard, making him squirm from how sensitive everything is becoming.

It's almost too much for Baekhyun, who screams at the over-intensity of pain mixing with pleasure, while Chanyeol starts in with a hammering pace.

"D-daddy please... I'm sorry, it won't happen again" Baekhyun pleads, overwhelmed with more than he can handle.

Baekhyun knows he'll cum soon if Chanyeol doesn't stop this pace, but the giant seems to be aiming for a specific reaction here.

"Daddy, please... Baekhyun's sorry, he just got caught up in how much he wanted daddy inside of him. Please... It's too much" Baekhyun try's again, needing something anything to ground him.

Abruptly, all at once, Chanyeol halts. Baekhyun gasps and breaths heavily, his chest heaving against the cold metal beneath him.

"Who am I Beakhyun?" Chanyeol asks in a cold tone, one that sends a shiver up Baekhyun's spine.

"You're... You're my daddy" Baekhyun mumbles out.

Another smack is delivered to his abused ass cheeks "speak louder, Baekhyun"

"Daddy" Baekhyun calls out "you're my daddy"

Chanyeol smirks in victory and starts thrusting back into the boy deeply, but slowly.

"Mmm, daddy" Baekhyun moans, licking his lips, and spreading his legs further apart, making his walls clamp down even harder on Chanyeol's length.

"Fuck" Chanyeol hisses, starting to pick up his pace, but no where near to the speed as before. He places his hand on the small of the younger's back and pushes his legs forward more, so Baekhyun's hips push upwards further, allowing him to hit a new angle, that sends Baekhyun into a shattering mess.

"There daddy, there" Baekhyun calls, letting his head fall against the table, as Chanyeol increases his speed, pounding hard into the spot the smaller is falling to pieces because of.

High pitched whines and "yes's" fall from Baekhyun's lips, his body pulsing with nothing but pure pleasure. He never imagined that it could be this good, his imagination never did this even close enough to justice.

Chanyeol grazes a hand underneath Baekhyun's chest, rubbing the tip of his finger over the boys sensitive buds, causing him to jolt and cry out "daddy"

Chanyeol shivers at this, feeling so satisfied by how reactive Baekhyun is to his touch, how needy he is to him and only him, like Baekhyun already knows who he belongs to.

The taller man's hand continues down Baekhyun's torso, feeling the squishy flesh between his fingers. It's all his to play with and mark as he pleases, but that'll wait till next time. Chanyeol wants to watch Baekhyun fall to pieces beneath him.

Finally Chanyeol touches the place Baekhyun has been internally pleading for him to and the place Chanyeol knows with undo the poor kid.

Keeping time with his strokes, he starts to pump the boy in hard pointed precession. Listening to the way the boy falls apart beneath him, the way his body clenches and jolts tell him the boy's close.

Chanyeol creates a circle with his fingers and uses it to clamp down on the base of Baekhyun's erection, causing the boy realeasing a high pitched whine at the action.

"Daddy, no, please. I'm so close" Baekhyun's pleads, moving his hips subconsciously.

Chanyeol leans over and places a hand on the table beside Baekhyun's shoulder "baby cums when daddy says he can"

Baekhyun whines "please, daddy. I need to cum, Baekhyun needs to cum so bad"

Chanyeol silently chuckles, satisfied over the ruined state the boy is in and even more satisfied that he put him there. Baekhyun's pleasure is in his hands and if he didn't want the boy to have it, he could easily take it away, but tonight he's feeling generous. There's time to train the younger later, teach him the rules and make his body obey even when Baekhyun doesn't want to.

Chanyeol leans over Baekhyun, pushing himself deeper inside younger, changing the angle and allowing him to increase his speed. He starts ramming inside Baekhyun, the boy gripping the table so tightly, he'll be surprised if his hands aren't bruised tomorrow, while he screams out "daddy" on repeat.

With this pace, it doesn't take long before Chanyeol feels that familiar tightening in his balls and he tucks his head down, nuzzling his nose against Baekhyun's ear.

"Are you close for me baby boy?" Chanyeol asks huskily.

Baekhyun nods erratically "yes, daddy, I'm so close"

Chanyeol knows he's just on the brink and decides if he's going down, he's throwing the pixie over with him "come for me, baby" he rumbles.

Chanyeol's voice and the mixture of the release of the vice grip on his dick and Chanyeol continuing to pound into him at an almost impossible speed sends him crashing over the edge, into one of the most intense orgasms he's ever had.

Chanyeol watches the boy arch up off the table, calling out the most beautiful and loudest "daddys" he's ever heard from the boys lips.

Baekhyun collapses against the table trembling from aftershocks and over-sensitivity as Chanyeol continues his thrusts, but not for long when the giant grabs onto his hips, thrusts in with a couple of broad strokes and moans out loudly, finishing deep inside Baekhyun.

Baekhyun's feels the hot, thick liquid fill him up, as Chanyeol gives a few lazy pumps while coming down from his high.

Chanyeol sags against Baekhyun, not enough to crush the boy, but enough that Baekhyun feels comforted by the weight on top of him. Chanyeol surrounds him like a warm, safety blanket and all he wants is more contact, more of Chanyeol.

"Daddy, did Baekhyun do good? Did Baekhyun please daddy?" Baekhyun asks feeding deeper into Chanyeol's fantasy.

Chanyeol takes a deep breath, standing up and leaving Baekhyun wanting for more contact. He slips out of the boy, watching the way his substance flows out of the boys entrance and down the back of his thighs. He loves the sight of it, like it's claiming the boy as his and only his.

"Beautiful" he murmurs as he stands up straight, pulling his pants up with him and tucking himself back in.

He gives the smallers ass one last squeeze and steps away from him "I want you to clean this table, then you can go home, just make sure to lock up when you leave"

Chanyeol turns his back to the kid and starts to walk towards the door "wait, you're just going to leave? After that?"

Chanyeol smirks and looks over his shoulder at the wrecked, unmoving teen laying against his prep table. It's not the first time he's set something he's created and have been proud of the outcome on that table.

"Goodnight Baekhyun, see you tomorrow... Baby boy" Chanyeol dismisses, loving the sharp intake of breath he hears from the boy behind him.

"Oh and Baekhyun" he calls looking over his shoulder once more at the boy just starting to stand up on wobbly legs "it better sparkle"

Baekhyun gives him a wide eyed vulnerable look, but knows that this is the very thing to hook the boy into his clutches. Need and doubt is a very powerful concoction and it will have Baekhyun addicted to his every movement, his every word.

Baekhyun will be a very loyal puppy to Chanyeol and they both know it, he just needs to instill dependence inside the pink haired pixie. It might take a little time and some patience, but he knows it will be worth it to have the boy be completely his to use as he pleases.

Chanyeol heads towards the door, only pausing briefly when he hears a small "yes, daddy" whispered over his shoulder.

Chanyeol smirks and pushes the door open, heading out into the beautiful spring night, a sense of excitement and optimism heavy in the air. Yes, indeed, it was a very bad idea to leave the two of them alone together, but at least it's kind of funny now.

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Annyeong Chickens... So this happened.

This would be the product of working in a kitchen and letting your mind wonder while you're cooking. Though a dominant Chanyeol is kinda is hot and I wish I had him as my boss, I'd don't recommend having sex in a kitchen... It's just want to unsanitary and you don't want your wobbly bits that exposed around kitchen utensils.

Anyways, hope you guys enjoyed it!!

Kisses!!

사랑해 💕

~M~