TRIGGER WARNING:

This chapter may contain depictions of dubious consent and sexual violence.

Reader discretion is advised.

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Baekhyun's eyes are glowing with anticipation. Even from a distance, he can't hide the extra thump in his chest at his overwhelming presence. Hands folded before him, Baekhyun wears a hopeful smile as he waits for the President to pass by in front of his classroom. The hallway might be filled with the students from his grade, but that doesn't stop Baekhyun from waiting.

"They're here! I told you he's coming today! Damn, they look so hot, especially the President!"

"I know, right! Chanyeol, look over here!"

It's like the entire world stops for Baekhyun the moment the tallest student among the group closes the spaces in between their shoulders. Chanyeol is now in front of him, walking with gaze ahead the way and passing like a blur. A gasp escapes from Baekhyun, so he steps forward, looks up, opens his mouth, and calls the President's name out loud:

"PARK CHANYEOL-SUNBAE!"

Silence falls and the bustle stops.

Everyone's attention shifts directly to a blushing Baekhyun catching his breath. Alone he stands in the middle of the hallway facing Chanyeol who's now also looking at him.

Baekhyun brightly smiles.

"G-good morning!"

Chanyeol stares blankly, giving off the usual cold aura Baekhyun has been accustomed to.

"Are you just gonna stand there or what?"

At the mention of that, Baekhyun's heart is filled with joy as he quickly runs towards the President waiting for him to place himself on his spot. It's like an automatic permission from Chanyeol, that he's granting Baekhyun the right to walk behind him.

"Did you have a good night's sleep last night, Chanyeol sunbae?"

Chanyeol peers over his shoulder.

"A bit."

To Baekhyun, this is already happiness. To share the same air to breathe with the person he admires, respects, and loves without expecting in return. This is pure bliss. The view of Chanyeol's back this morning looks more handsome today than yesterday, or was it just him?

"Nngh, fucking shit, Byun Baekhyun... I said watch out for the teeth, goddamn it!"

"I'm sorry..."

"Suck properly or else you won't like how I'm planning to punish you."

Chanyeol has his grasp strong on Baekhyun's hair while having his cock fucking the male's mouth under the table. The teary-eyed look on Baekhyun makes Chanyeol even more turned on. It's like his dick buried inside Baekhyun's throat melts at every pound and withdraw of his cock. To him, this is pure bliss.

"W-wait, it's too much! Ugh, I can't...!" Baekhyun sobs while holding on to the knees of the President. He has his whole face shoved on Chanyeol's dick and it's too hard to move and speak, "Chanyeol s-sunbae, no... Ahh... Do it gentl--nghmp!"

"What did you just say?"

"Please... Let me breath--"

An annoyed scoff replaces the smirk on Chanyeol's mouth as he pulls Baekhyun's hair away. Standing up from his swivel chair and grabbing Baekhyun's arm up, he drags the male across the student's council room and throws him to the couch. Luhan, Kyungsoo, and Jongin, gathered at the conference table even flinch at the loud noise of the door being slammed open. They can only stare as the President manhandles Baekhyun, folding his arms behind his small body before getting on top of him.

"W-what are you going to do--" Baekhyun tries to look behind, but Chanyeol grips the back of his head to press him down.

"Shut the fuck up," Chanyeol curses. He turns to the three members and gestures at the door. "You three, get out!"

The trio scamper and leave after locking the door, allowing Chanyeol and Baekhyun to bang their brains out inside the student council's room.

"You love this, right? Being fucked so hard by my cock that you couldn't stop moaning," Chanyeol says while thrusting into Baekhyun roughly. He spreads Baekhyun's butt wider while fucking him on the couch doggy style, "Speak."

"Y-yes, yes... I love it!" Baekhyun furiously nods, his tears and snot already combining on his face. It feels so good and pleasurable. His whole body is tingling with pain and arousal everytime the President's big cock reaches deeper spots around his asshole. "Ah, it feels good... You're so hot inside me... Haah... More... Fuck me harder, Chanyeol sunbae..."

"That's right, bitch. I'm glad you know your purpose. I'm so proud of you," Chanyeol laughs while caressing Baekhyun's exposed and naked body. He doesn't even bother pulling down his pants. A tiny hole from his zipper is enough to release his libido, dumping his cum into Baekhyun's tight ass. This is honestly so great and convenient. "Look, you're indeed a hoe who takes my cock so well."

"I-I wanna come... Please... Let me..."

"Oh, should I allow you?"

"Chanyeol sunbae... It hurts... I-I want a release... Ngh!"

"I don't know, Baekhyun. It's gonna depend if you keep being a good slut or not."

"I-I'm a good slut..."

"Really?"

"Yes..."

"Then you deserve a reward."

Baekhyun is so delighted by that. Why does this sex feel so amazing? The warmth of Chanyeol's touch on the surface of his skin is causing Baekhyun's heart to race incredibly faster. The only time he can feel the closest to the President is through sex, so Baekhyun is thankful for every second they spent together in flesh. Whatever the reason behind Chanyeol's smile as he looks down on him like this, is very precious to Baekhyun.

"Lift up your hips."

Flipping Baekhyun over so that they are facing each other, Chanyeol wraps his large hand around Baekhyun's erection to jerk him off. He pounds into his asshole while stroking him in the process, so Baekhyun takes his time internally admiring the President's aroused face contorting in pleasure. Is this real? Is he making Chanyeol feel good? Is he the cause of Chanyeol's sensual reactions?

"Haaah, shit! You're so fucking tight... Damn it..."

This is Baekhyun's favorite position everytime they're having sex. Probably Chanyeol isn't aware that he looks so handsome when he bites his bottom lip. Also, Chanyeol's left dimple shows cutely somewhere in the middle of their fuck session, and to Baekhyun, it's one of the simple things that he loves about the President. When will he get to see this sight again? Is it wrong hoping to have a glimpse of it even when they're not fucking?

"Why are you staring like that?"

"N-nothing..."

Chanyeol plunges his cock out only to enter it back in at a more intense force, causing Baekhyun to arch his back and scream. It's getting deeper like his tummy is gonna get pierced. It feels weird and awesome at the same time. He can't think straight anymore as though he's losing his mind, especially when Chanyeol grabs his waist to fuck him faster, stronger, rougher.

"W-wait! Stop, Chanyeol sunbae---if you keep on moving like that, I won't be able to---oh!" Baekhyun instantly explodes, spurting his cum into his own belly, orgasming untouched. His butt shudders while he comes intensely with a moan. "Ngh... I'm sorry... I couldn't... hold myself back..."

"Ah, fuck! I'm coming," Chanyeol trembles as he bends Baekhyun in half, fucking him to the last of his strength. He arrives on his edge with his dick squelching in and out of Baekhyun's hole slick with his cum. It flows and dribbles like milk obscenely.

Baekhyun feels lightheaded after his climax. His eyes droop heavily while his vision turns blurry. Chanyeol's cock entering in and exiting out of his asshole makes it all sensitive yet numb. It just feels extremely good. Baekhyun is tired but also happy. Is Chanyeol finished yet? Did Chanyeol come already? Sorry if he can't wait... It's just too...

"Baekhyun."

Baekhyun's head lolls on his side, passing out on the couch and losing his consciousness.

"Hey, Baekhyun."

Chanyeol leans down, gently patting Baekhyun's cheek.

"Hey. Byun Baekhyun. Wake up."

No response.

Fuck.

Pulling out immediately and zipping up his pants back, Chanyeol blankly stares at Baekhyun's pale and nude body all messy with his cum. Panic rushes into him while anxiety clouds his chest. His eyes are wide as he looks around the student's council room which is obviously empty. Even though his hands are shaking, he scoops Baekhyun in his arms and takes him to the bed to where he can better check the male's vital signs.

Baekhyun is still breathing.

"Thank god."

Chanyeol cleans Baekhyun up with a damp towel and dresses him up as well back to his uniform. Baekhyun stays sleeping, peacefully lying on the bed all cocooned up in a blanket. What did just happen that Baekhyun fainted in the middle of sex? This hasn't happened before.

"You should be fine."

Furthermore, what's this strange emotion in Chanyeol's chest, like there was fear, worry, and regret the moment he sees Baekhyun in that state?

"What a nuisance."

It's already five o'clock in the afternoon. He better go home.

Chanyeol is about to grab his bag and stand up to leave the room, when Baekhyun refuses to let go of him. It is when Chanyeol realizes that the male has been grasping his hand all this time.

"Please don't leave, Chanyeol sunbae..."

No wonder it has been warm all along.

Slowly and weakly, Baekhyun cracks his eyes open and sends Chanyeol a yearning look, as if to tell him not to abandon him in this lonely place. He begs him one more time not to end this chance of them being together. Even though their bodies have finished talking in the language of pleasure, can Baekhyun get greedy for once?

"Can't you stay here... a little longer?"

Chanyeol doesn't dare answer and Baekhyun's heart wavers.

Will there be a time that Chanyeol can look at him with kind eyes, share promises with him, and stand on the same ground as him? Will there be a chance that this person in front of him can hold him with affection, cry for him, and show him his weakness? If yes, Baekhyun will be the happiest person in the universe; he won't ask for anything anymore.

"Move aside."

Baekhyun must be still day-dreaming. The sex with Chanyeol was too much and it went straight to his head, ruining his thoughts.

"I said, move aside. Didn't you hear me?"

Chanyeol lifts up the blanket and perches his knee on the bed. Baekhyun jolts and scoots far away to give Chanyeol space.

"U-uhm, I'm sorry... Here you go."

The ceiling looks funny and interesting. Baekhyun asked for this but he's still in disbelief, gazing at that white piece of concrete. His heart is beating so quickly and his face is burning hot. Is it actually real that Chanyeol is lying on the bed next to him with their clothes still on? Is the President really not leaving?

"Don't smile too wide and don't feel too happy about this," Chanyeol closes his eyes and groans, putting his crossed arms behind his head, "I'm just doing you a nonsense favor."

"Are we..." Baekhyun prevents himself from grinning too wide at the use of the pronoun, "Going to spend more time together?"

"Ten minutes."

"Thank you!"

Chanyeol side-eyes Baekhyun who now looks all right contrary to what he thought. But not that he's relieved or anything.

"Why did you pass out?"

"Huh? Oh, that..." Baekhyun giggles shyly, "I'm sorry, Chanyeol sunbae... I guess... I was just too weak to handle a great sex with you..."

"Hah. Really."

"I promise not to do that anymore! You must've been flustered and shocked..."

Chanyeol clears his throat.

"Eight minutes."

"Can I hug you?"

"N-" He receives a puppy-like gaze from Baekhyun's small sparkling eyes, "Suit yourself."

"Thank you!"

Baekhyun cuddles Chanyeol, circling his arms around Chanyeol's waist and loving the heat it emits. Chanyeol's body smells good. It's nice and perfect for his height. He hopes the President won't be bothered with heartbeat thumping too loud as they lie together closely like this.

"Don't smile."

"I'm not smiling!"

"I can hear your smile in your voice, though."

"Is that possible?"

"Don't talk back to me."

If it's really true that shooting stars can grant wishes, Baekhyun would want to spot one on a lucky night. He'd only hope for one thing; not money, not fame, nor power.

"I love you, Chanyeol sunbae..."

He'll only wish that Chanyeol will say those words back to him even only just once.

"Yeah, I know."

And he will be forever grateful all his life.

Chirp. Chirp.

Is it morning already?

When Baekhyun opens his eyes hearing the birds, he glimpses faint sunshine streaking through the curtains of his room.

Ah.

It's that memory in the student council again, no doubt. That dream has been flashing back in his sleep recently. He knows because his pillow would be soaked with tears when it happens. Maybe twice every three months? Baekhyun has lost count, but he never hates it. It's a validation that the wish he asked before came true today.

"Good morning."

Chanyeol is here and it's the reality.

The bedsheets gently rustle as Baekhyun moves, and a familiar cozy warmth grinds against his body indicating a person is existing beside him. Baekhyun recalls hugging Chanyeol back in his dream. Is he still dreaming right now?

"Why are you staring like that?" Chanyeol asks.

Baekhyun flashes worry.

"How old am I right now?"

Chanyeol pauses, and then he bursts out a chuckle.

"You're eighteen."

"WHAT!?" Baekhyun hastily looks at his left hand and raises it up in the air. Seeing his wedding ring's glint makes his rapid heartbeat calm down into its regular rhythm, "Thank god, it's here. Don't joke like that!"

"Joke? I'm complimenting you for looking much younger."

"I was scared everything was just a dream..."

"Yeah? What's wrong..." Chanyeol scoots closer and encloses Baekhyun's tiny frame inside his embrace. Their naked bodies are flushed against each other under the sheets, so Chanyeol makes Baekhyun settle lightly on top of him, "Did you have a bad dream?"

"Sort of..."

"What's it about?"

"It's about you... not loving me back yet."

"Oh... I'm sorry."

"Chanyeol sunbae?"

"Mm?"

Pouting, Baekhyun allows his man to squish and massage his bloated cheeks.

"Do you love me?"

"Of course. What kind of question is that?"

"Then please say it with my surname."

Chanyeol has no idea what is happening but he obliges to Baekhyun's request anyway.

"I love you, Park Baekhyun."

A satisfied smile graces Baekhyun's lips hearing his husband speak those wonderful words. Even Chanyeol's eyes are shining with truth and sincerity so Baekhyun sets aside his past. The present is now here and Chanyeol is real, holding him securely.

"I love you too, Park Chanyeol."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome~ Please close your eyes?"

Chanyeol closes his eyes when Baekhyun leans down on his face to gently bump their noses together. Hands firm holding Baekhyun's waist, Chanyeol pouts his mouth so that Baekhyun can press tender kisses on his lips, cheeks, and neck. One, three, five, eight, ten. It's nice to taste Baekhyun's sweet lips early in the morning, just kissing him slowly and hugging him warmly. Everytime Baekhyun responds to his kisses, it's like his skin feels hot. It does weird things to his heart.

And to Chanyeol, this is pure bliss. This is happiness.

"Can I ask you a question?" Baekhyun says, Chanyeol hums, "Since when did you start actually falling in love with me?"

"Do I have to answer that? It's been so long."

"Yes, you have to answer it! Just say if it was in high school, in college, or when we went to New York."

Chanyeol thinks for a while.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"How about you go answer that first? When did you fall in love with me?"

Still in that comfortable position, him lying flat on top of Chanyeol's body, Baekhyun sways his feet in the air as he rests his cheek on his husband's chest.

"Well... It was when you asked me to have lunch with you on the rooftop back in high school. That exact day."

"Oh, that day?"

"You remember?"

"Of course. That was a Monday. Everybody was staring at us when I asked you and Sehun if I could share a table with you," Chanyeol smirks confidently, "I was having burger and milk. You looked uncomfortable with the attention, so I asked you to come with me to the rooftop. I recall you were wearing a pair of red and blue rubber shoes. Your laces were not even properly tied."

"What the hell... I don't even remember what you were eating that time nor the color of the shoes I was wearing," Baekhyun blurts out, "Creepy!"

"Seems like I already know everything about you, even up to the tiniest detail."

"Yes, so it's really unfair because I don't know yet when you exactly realized your feelings for me... I just knew that you loved me back."

Exchanging their positions so that he is now on top, Chanyeol warmly smiles as he admires how beautiful his partner is. Baekhyun blinks up to him as his fringe falls delicately across his eyes. He wraps his arms around Chanyeol's neck, crosses them behind the man's head, and laughs softly. He ruffles his husband's soft hair using his fingers while Chanyeol just adoringly stares at his eyes.

"Back in high school, we were having rough sex in the student council room and you suddenly passed out. You still remember that? I carried you to bed and watched you sleep. Then you woke up and asked me not to leave. So I stayed with you and we kind of cuddled," Chanyeol explains based on his memory, and why does it hurt all of a sudden? It's like the pain is coming back to his chest, "It was that night when I realized I already loved you, but I failed to express my feelings properly. I should've told you sooner what I felt about you. I even made you suffer. I'm sorry..."

"You're sorry?"

"Yeah. I'm really sorry for lying to you in the past, doing terrible things to you, and hurting you a lot of times. I regret it my whole life."

"There were lots of painful memories we shared before, but we're already happy now that we're married, aren't we?" Baekhyun sends his husband a bright blinding smile, "And to me, that's all what matters. I'm so grateful that you're telling me you love me everyday and that we're always together."

"Yeah. Me, too."

"Let's not dwell on the past now, okay?"

"Okay."

"I want to stay like this forever with you, Chanyeol sunbae..."

"Just so you know, we don't have work today so I'll do whatever you want," Chanyeol whispers, and his hand crawls down to massage Baekhyun's soft bubble butt, "How do you want our morning sex to be?"

"Hmm... I want to be pampered by my husband..."

"Sure. What else?"

Baekhyun kisses Chanyeol's lips with a juicy smooch.

"I want a lot of kisses..."

"Mm-hm, and?"

"And many hugs and cuddles while having sex!"

"Sounds great. Anything special?" Chanyeol asks to be certain, knowing Baekhyun clearly wants more than that. A blush makes its way into Baekhyun's cheeks now that he has thought of something hot and sexy, "Come on. Say it with your mouth."

"I want you to..." Baekhyun softly whispers to Chanyeol's ear, "Rim me down there... with your tongue."

"That's it?"

"And fuck me vanilla..."

Chanyeol smiles at him.

"Your wish is my command."

Baekhyun isn't sure if there's something more sensual than this; Chanyeol makes him put two fingers knuckles deep to stretch his lubed asshole, while his husband's tongue also rims his entrance at the same time. The way Chanyeol is spreading his thighs open everytime he licks Baekhyun fingers buried deep into the wet heat is just too sexy.

"Chanyeol sunbae... It feels ahhh, weird..."

"Oh, yeah? Thought you want me to rim you?"

Baekhyun's hips are shaking in arousal and Chanyeol likes it. His cock isn't penetrating Baekhyun yet, but the male looks like he's already about to lose it. Whenever Chanyeol slides in his tongue deeper, Baekhyun unconsciously twitches in pleasure. Baekhyun can sense Chanyeol's tongue slipping and sliding in between the spaces of his fingers rubbing in and out of his own asshole.

"Ngh---ooh! Stop.... haaah.... Stop stimulating them all at the same time..." Baekhyun cries helplessly when Chanyeol joins the digits inside his butt with his thicker and bigger fingers. "I-I'd get too sensitive if you---ugh!"

"Look. Aren't you being too lewd like this, baby?" Chanyeol teases his pretty husband all flushed and exposed on their king-sized bed. "There are already four fingers thrusting inside your butt. Two from me, and two from you."

"N-no, don't count them like that, please...."

"You don't wanna even take out your fingers. Does it feel good pleasuring yourself like this in front of me?"

"No," Baekhyun denies, "You're wrong..."

"Really? Then why are you biting your lips?" Chanyeol teases, smirking while mentally devouring Baekhyun gorgeously naked under his eyes, "Ah, if only you could see how hot you are right now... You're so erotic and beautiful exclusively for me."

"You're no different," Baekhyun mumbles as he gazes at his man above him oozing with charisma and sex appeal. Damn, it's like Baekhyun is getting blind here in his view on the bottom at how dazzling his husband is, especially without the clothes on, "You look so hot..."

"Fine. We're both hot," Chanyeol laughs and ruffles his own hair to prove his point, making Baekhyun drool, "You can remove your fingers now. I'll do it for you."

"Okay..."

Baekhyun carefully takes out his fingers, so Chanyeol replaces them with his hot mouth. Leaning down and spitting saliva to make it more slick, Chanyeol flattens his tongue until he's gently fucking Baekhyun's tight hole with it. It tastes like strawberry and honey from the lube and he fucking loves it, making him hard already just by sensually eating Baekhyun out like this.

"Aaahhh... That feels... good!" Baekhyun hooks his ankles around Chanyeol's neck, harshly grabbing his husband's hair to find support. "Your tongue... is rubbing... deeper in me... Ngh... Wait...!"

"You want me to stop?"

"Keep going... But do it more slowly..."

"Like this? Should I lick your dick, too? It seems like it needs attention," Chanyeol muses while playfully kissing the head of Baekhyun's twitching cock. He smooches it before swirling his tongue again inside his husband's puckered butthole, "Mm... It's sucking my tongue pretty well..."

"Ngh---ah, don't... tease the tip or else I'll.... Haaah!"

"Babe, your moans are so cute."

"Ugh, it's because... your mouth is so amazing..."

"Really?"

"Yes..."

Because of fidgeting and moving too much, Baekhyun doesn't realize he's been pushed aside to the very edge of their bed. He gasps in surprise when Chanyeol grabs both his feet with one hand. He senses his ankles being raised in the air; Chanyeol is holding them in place so that he won't totally fall off.

Eyes staring at the ceiling, neck stretching back, head hitting the carpeted floor, and arms sprawling, Baekhyun screams.

"Ahhh! Help... I-I'm falling off the bed!" Baekhyun cries, wriggling uncomfortably against Chanyeol's strong clutch around his crossed feet, "What are you gonna do to me like this!?"

"Hold still. Just stay like that," Chanyeol chuckles at his husband underneath him lying awkwardly and unevenly. Oh god. He must be crazy because he's getting all turned on seeing Baekhyun sprawled helplessly in this state, "Let me just... prepare my cock..."

"No... Don't fuck me here... This, this position is super strange!"

"But you're already this hard, though. Your cock's telling me you love being bended like that... I didn't know you could be this flexible?"

"Please, just choose between the floor and the bed..." Baekhyun blushes furiously while his man is sweetly smirking at him, grinding his rock-hard erection against his spread asshole, "Haaah... My back hurts..."

"But I wanna make love to you in every place of our master bedroom," Chanyeol answers while stroking his cock inside his fist, "Squeeze your legs together. I'm gonna fuck you until we reach all the way to the door."

"WHAT!?"

Baekhyun's eyes roll back to his skull when Chanyeol rams his hard cock deep into his asshole. Fucking his husband while gripping his feet hoisted up in the air, Chanyeol quickens his thrusts. He moves his hips sensually in time with his grunts; it feels so awesome having Baekhyun's slick hole surround his cock.

"Chanyeol sunbae... Haahh... I can't...!"

"You're already leaking here, Baekhyun... Ah, shit...'"

Damn. Watching Baekhyun's butt swallow his dick plunging in and out of his hole is too breathtaking. Why is his husband so gorgeous? Even his pleasured face is too beautiful for his heart to handle.

"Mngh, goddamn it... Baby, you're so pretty with my cock sliding in and out of you..." Chanyeol says as he pounds into Baekhyun fast that the bed creeks due to their pace, "Oh my fucking god... How come you're tightening up at every thrust?"

"Haaa... Hngh, it feels great when you---oohh!" Baekhyun shudders when he senses the tip of his husband's dick nudging his sensitive prostate inside his body, "Ah, right there, Chanyeol sunbae..."

"You like it---ugh---when I fuck you like this?"

"Mm-hm... Haah, wait! That's too rough... Do it gently!"

"I'm sorry, babe... I keep losing myself. It just feels so hot inside you..."

"Ooh, yes...! More, please... Shit, go deeper in me..."

Paying heed to his husband's request, Chanyeol releases Baekhyun's feet and cradles Baekhyun up in his arms instead. This way, he's carrying Baekhyun like a baby while the male clings to his shoulders. Baekhyun has his legs wrapped around his torso and to Chanyeol, this is just plain cute.

"You tired yet?"

"Nope... Not yet..."

"I'll fuck you like this. You ready?"

"Yes... Fill me up with your co---ngh! Ah! Don't thrust it in so suddenly!"

"Haha. Why?"

"I-I wasn't ready... It's too big!"

"Yet you're pushing yourself down on it nicely?"

"Shut up!"

Baekhyun silences Chanyeol by covering his mouth with his own lips. They heatedly make out, kissing hotly with tongue as Chanyeol raises Baekhyun's hips to fuck him while standing. The way Baekhyun's insides are rubbing nicely around his manhood is super gratifying. It makes his mind go insane. Baekhyun's body is not that heavy while he carries him this way, but his butt--- that's what's fucking plump. It's like all his weight is pushed down to his jiggly ass.

"Babe, look at your smooth butt in the mirror," Chanyeol gestures at themselves being reflected in their bedroom's glass mirror. "See how well you're receiving my dick inside you?"

Baekhyun refuses to look at their arousing reflection. It's just very obscene and hot, seeing himself and Chanyeol all naked and fucking inside their spacious and bright bedroom. The light makes his butt even shinier and it's the reason why Chanyeol is laughing right now. Why do they have this very big mirror in the first place anyway?

"D-don't let me see it. It's embarrassing to look at how horny I am..."

"I'd get proud, though. You're so sexy like this..."

"Do I make you feel satisfied?"

"Absolutely. You're my lovely husband after all."

Chanyeol attaches his mouth on Baekhyun's neck to suck on the skin and kiss it. Ramming into his husband's asshole, he slams Baekhyun against the bedroom door and raises his ass. Shit. He just can't control how his body is moving to fuck Baekhyun at this rate. It's too intense. He senses his dick getting bigger whenever Baekhyun asks and begs him to thrust harder. How can this be legal? No wonder he's so aroused right now, Baekhyun's so alluring and lovable.

"Ah, ah, ah... Chanyeol sunbae.... It's too much...!"

"Yeah... Haaah... I can't stop, babe... This feels so fucking good, I'm about to go crazy..."

Moaning and sobbing at how good this sex is, Baekhyun claws on Chanyeol's butt to urge him forward harshly. His nails create small crescent marks everytime he grinds his ass against his husband's crotch. Chanyeol's dick hits his prostate and his insides won't stop throbbing. He couldn't care less if he's all sweaty and dripping with precum, he just wants to feel his husband making love to him in all possible ways.

"Let's move back to the bed..."

"You wanna lie down now?"

"Mm... I want you to hug me while having sex."

Baekhyun fondly embraces Chanyeol as the man grants his wish to return to the presence of their sheets. He bounces on the bed before his husband penetrates his asshole again, continuing their lovemaking. Chanyeol spoons him from behind while they both rest on their sides, him gently fucking Baekhyun in a sideways position. This manner is more intimate because they get to hug and kiss while having sex.

"Mngh, Baekhyun. Why does your ass feel tighter than usual?" Chanyeol lifts Baekhyun's leg as he thrusts inside his butt slowly. Reaching for the male's dick, he also strokes it while also pounding into him, "You wanna finish?"

"Hngh... Yeah... I want to--ah... come!" Baekhyun presses his legs together as he twerks his butt so that Chanyeol can enter him easily and smoothly. Pushing backwards, he allows his man to quickly jerk his dick off until he's releasing his sticky load with a satisfied shudder. "Ah, it's coming out...."

"Yes, it is. Your cum's flowing like pee on my hand."

"Ew, no way!"

"Haha. I'm just kidding..."

"Are you close?"

"Mm... I'm gonna do it inside you."

Chanyeol groans sexily, pounding his cock deep into Baekhyun's asshole as he explodes his cum inside. Fuck. It feels warm and slippery as he lets his release fill Baekhyun's butt while he claims Baekhyun's mouth for a lazy kiss. Making out passionately while staying buried, he finishes off with Baekhyun's asshole clenching around him. It's still tight and pleasurable yet it's starting to get sensitive. He pulls out with a squelch, watching in awe how his rich cum oozes out of Baekhyun's hole like vanilla cream.

"Fuck. That was so hot. I should've taken a video."

Chanyeol spanks Baekhyun's ass, groping it and spreading his cheeks to play with it.

"Ouch!" Baekhyun whimpers, glaring at his husband smiling evilly at him, "Don't grope my butt..."

"Come closer."

"Why..."

"I wanna hug the love of my life."

Feet tangled together under the blanket and both feeling gross, they still embrace each other in plain silence. Chanyeol has his lips pressed on Baekhyun's forehead while soothing the male's back. Meanwhile, Baekhyun is quietly snuggled against Chanyeol's chest as he listens to his husband's heartbeat.

No words are exchanged between them after their high. Like batteries they recharge in this early morning while sharing body warmth. How nice it would be if they spent the whole day cuddled like this? It results in a smile on Baekhyun's lips, feeling sleepy again while sniffing Chanyeol's manly scent. Baekhyun ignores the sudden incessant buzzing and ringing of their phones on the nightstand. They'll stop eventually anyway.

"Baekhyun..."

"Hm..."

"I told you to put our phones on silent mode during weekends..."

"I did that already..."

"But why are they still so loud?"

"I don't know... Maybe I forgot..."

"Forgot what?"

"You told me we don't have work today, remember? Even if it's a weekday..."

Chanyeol opens his eyes.

"WHAT?"

"What's the matter?" Baekhyun curiously asks his husband who looks bothered all of a sudden.

"Isn't it Sunday today!?"

"No... It's Monday today. Why?"

"WHAT THE FUCK!? WE'RE LATE TO WORK!!! GET OUT OF THE BED!!!"

Chanyeol loudly screams, hastily crawls out of the bed, immediately grabs his phone to check the time, and surprises himself seeing it's already 8:15 in the morning. He has an important lecture at 8:30 on first period during Mondays while Baekhyun's Kindergarten class begins at 9 o'clock. Fuck. He can't believe he totally mistook the day today as Sunday. Baekhyun didn't even tell him it's actually Monday!

"Babe! What the hell are you still doing there! Let's take a shower!" Chanyeol screams as he dashes into the bathroom, "You want me to drag your ass here or what?"

"But you told me we didn't have work today!" Baekhyun cries, throwing a tantrum and kicking the air with his feet, "Ahhh! I don't wanna go to work! Let's just skip it!"

"I thought it was Sunday!"

"I thought what you meant was we didn't have work on Monday!"

"My mistake, okay? If you're still not here on the count of three, I'm gonna take your car. One... Two..."

"Fine! I'm coming!"

Chirp. Chirp.

Is it evening already?

When Chanyeol opens his eyes hearing the crickets, he glimpses faint moonlight streaking through the curtains of the student council's room.

Damn.

He said it would only be ten minutes but he must've fallen asleep for two hours with Baekhyun hugging him like this. Staring down at the male sleeping beside him on the bed, Chanyeol feels a sudden clench inside his chest that is uncalled for. Why is Baekhyun making him feel this way? Must it be that kind of emotion he is feeling right now?

"Hey, are you awake?"

Looking cautiously around the room which is literally empty save for the both of them, Chanyeol slowly bends down to Baekhyun's face until he can close the distance in between their mouths.

He gently kisses Baekhyun on the lips, before leaning away like nothing happened. Sighing to himself and covering his eyes, he wonders if he would ever have courage to admit these feelings soon enough.

"I think I'm... already in love with you, Baekhyun."

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Quote of the day: Love for all they are now, all they have been through in the past, and all they yet to be in the future.

To be continued.

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"Y-you look great, by the way."

"Yeah?"

"Mm, that pastel shirt fits perfect on you."

"Oh, Baekhyun bought this for me when we went shopping together."

"Is that so? Nice."

Luhan's eyes turn incredibly brighter, hearing that rare compliment from Sehun.

"Does this shirt really suit me, babe? Am I pretty?"

"Of course, you're pretty."

"How about my skinny jeans. It's sexy, right?"

"Yeah, it's super sexy and I love it."

"Thank god, you liked it!"

"Everything you wear will make you beautiful as always."

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"I wanna cry. ㅠㅠ This is probably one of the longest sex scene I wrote in Book 4 so far! I kinda feel nostalgic writing unpublished scenes from Book 1~ Hunhan chapter next week!"

- ParkBaekkie