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If you don't wanna see me

Dua Lipa's Don't Start Now is loudly blasting in the club while the people grind bodies and dance around the dance floor like crazy. The blinding disco lights make the atmosphere even livelier, as they synchronize with the beat of the wild music. The DJ sets the rhythm and the crowd jump and cheer as if tonight would be the last time they were partying their entire lives.

Did a full 180, crazy
Thinking 'bout the way I was
Did the heartbreak change me? Maybe
But look at where I ended up

As for the cocktail, Baekhyun got himself a glass of Mojito, while Chanyeol a Dry Martini. The bar is where they find themselves sitting on a stool (Baekhyun) and leaning on the counter (Chanyeol) while they relish their drinks after doing a toast, smiling at each other in the dark.

I'm all good already
So moved on, it's scary
I'm not where you left me at all, so
If you don't wanna see me dancing with somebody
If you wanna believe that anything could stop me

Chanyeol has to lean forward closer to Baekhyun so he can shout into his ear amidst the deafening music:

"I don't like this song!"

"What!?"

"This song, I don't like it!"

Feeling his ears pound because of the high-volume music, Baekhyun laughs, cups his mouth, and also yells at his husband back:

"Why not? It's upbeat and catchy!"

Don't show up, don't come out
Don't start caring about me now
Walk away, you know how
Don't start caring about me now

Chanyeol makes a disapproving reaction and furiously shakes his head, as well as his hand before he shouts again:

"I hate the lyrics! It's about exes and breaking up!"

Baekhyun furrows his eyebrows, looking so confused as he failed to hear the last part. What was that again? The bartender sort of meddled in between him and Chanyeol when the guy served some customer who frolicked her way into the counter.

So when she left, Baekhyun screams one more time.

"What did you just say? Sex and making out!?"

The adorable baffled expression on Baekhyun's face is what causes Chanyeol to break into an unexpected chuckle after swigging his cocktail drink. Holding Baekhyun's arm, moving closer to the side of his face, and breathing over his shoulder, he smirks and asks:

"So, you wanna make out?"

"What? No!"

"How about just a hug?!"

"We agreed we wouldn't do something sexual in the club before leaving the house, right?"

"Really? We agreed to something like that?"

"Yeah. You nodded when I told you not to do anything crazy to me!"

"I have amnesia! I don't remember!"

"You also said yes when I asked you to be a gentleman as soon as we got here!"

"Huh!? But I've always been a gentleman!"

Baekhyun only grins, taking a nice and slow sip of his alcohol. He shivers at its strong taste and moans in delight. That surely hits the spot.

"Let's just enjoy this night, Chanyeol sunbae! Hm? Please!"

"Okay..."

"Now, let's dance! Come on!"

"Can I touch you, though?"

"Yeah, but no kissing!"

What a tease. Chanyeol groans, rolls his eyes, and sulks, as he allows Baekhyun to drag him into the cramped dance floor.  How can he even rightfully enjoy this night if he can't make out with his baby right here? Whose idea was it that they go clubbing anyway?

Ah, right. It was Baekhyun's, and the three idiots also encouraged him. Sehun also said not to come back too early, and that they should probably go clubbing every Friday night as their bonding time.

Now that Chanyeol recalls, it was so random when Baekhyun suggested this idea. They were also in a middle of a petty fight that time and no one was apologizing. Chanyeol can't exactly remember what the argument was about. Was it because of the clogged toilet or was it because of the forgotten trash in the car Baekhyun refused to admit was his own doing? He actually has no recollection of that fight anymore.

Anyway, Baekhyun out of the blue said while they were having silent dinner, that he wanted to go clubbing like what he saw couples on Netlfix were doing. Baekhyun also apologized for being forgetful (it totally slipped his mind that they were also fighting) and they had the best make-up sex after that.

And so, Chanyeol basically agreed to the suggestion. That explains why he and Baekhyun are now together here in an elite nightclub in Gangnam, drinking expensive liquor, vibing to the music, and building a high sexual tension between them. (It's only tension with himself, Baekhyun's having fun acting like an innocent virgin and Chanyeol is unamused.)

The music changes into something like a smooth Latin pop song that has Baekhyun smirking seductively at Chanyeol. Leaning dangerously close to the man, he gets his hands roaming all over Chanyeol's well-built body. He snickers teasingly at him while dancing sensually when the song begins.

I love it when you call me señorita
I wish I could pretend I didn't need ya
But every touch is ooh, la-la-la

"What the fuck, Park Baekhyun," Chanyeol curses, followed by an airy chuckle, his gaze tracing Baekhyun's sneaky, flirtatious gestures at him, "Seriously? You're really gonna dance like this around me?"

It's true, la-la-la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for ya

Pressing his back on Chanyeol's chest with his butt sticking out to grind it against the front of Chanyeol's pants, Baekhyun slides his body up and down, doing a wavy motion of his hips. Baekhyun grabs his husband's hands so that he can drape them around his waist as he continues being a fucking tease, a hot and irresistible mess of tease on that note.

"Am I being sexy enough?" Baekhyun asks, tilting his head to peek slightly at Chanyeol behind him who seems to have gone frozen. He caresses Chanyeol's cheek gently as he still dances to the smooth beat of the song, "You love it when I seduce you like this, right? Why don't you answer? Hm, my husband?"

Chanyeol is, as of the moment, having a mental battle about whether to get horny or get angry. There's no in-between. Because shit, Baekhyun's being so sexual as fuck when it was him who said they weren't gonna do anything past to dancing and touching. Baekhyun's being illegal and it's so criminally unfair.

"Stop it, seriously..."

"Stop what?"

"That."

"You mean this?"

Baekhyun decides to face Chanyeol, wounding his arms around his neck, fingers locking on his nape while still grooving his pelvis like he's a stripper. Chanyeol engages in eye contact with him and smiles in surrender, shakes his head, and drops his hands on Baekhyun's lower back instead.

"Fine, you got me..." Holding Baekhyun's waist as they sway, Chanyeol pulls Baekhyun nearer until they're practically hugging. He bends down to match his lover's height and whispers, "I just love everything you do, you know? In fact, you look so hot tonight that I can't take my eyes off you."

"Only tonight?"

"Always and everyday."

"Really?"

"Of course, baby. You're so gorgeous that the only thing I could think about right now is kissing your lips and holding you in my arms."

Baekhyun giggles, smiles, and stares into his husband's sincere but yearning eyes.

"Then do it. Kiss me all you want."

"Thought no kissing allowed?"

"I have amnesia, I don't remember."

As strangers around them keep dancing and minding their own business, Chanyeol looks down at his husband and raises his chin up, so that their mouths can finally get into a sweet contact.

Kissing Baekhyun on the lips, gentle and tender, warm and passionate, Chanyeol soothes the male's face and goes slow. He closes his eyes, entering his tongue and venturing his way into the inside of Baekhyun's hot mouth.

Baekhyun's lips taste just like the cocktail he had earlier, and so Chanyeol continues kissing him, nibbling his bottom lip, savoring the way Baekhyun is responding willingly to kiss him like there was no tomorrow. He hears the music changing into some mellow The Weeknd song, so he smiles into their liplock, prolonging their make-out session as if no one else matters except for the two of them.

You make it look like it's magic
'Cause I see nobody, nobody but you, you, you
I'm never confused
Hey, hey
I'm so used to being used

With his hands traveling up to cling to his man's neck, Baekhyun raises his toes, angles his face, and kisses Chanyeol more intensely. His heart is thumping in his chest and his body feels like being electrocuted. He chases Chanyeol's mouth, swallowing his lover's moans. He parts his lips when Chanyeol retracts his tongue, allowing him to take the lead.

So I love when you call unexpected
'Cause I hate when the moment's expected

So I'ma care for you, you, you
I'ma care for you, you, you, you, yeah

Being kissed open-mouthed and fierce, rough yet careful, Chanyeol feels Baekhyun's fingers carding through his hair as they kiss at a steady pace. It's addicting and intoxicating, as though Baekhyun's saliva has some kind of spell in it, igniting a spark into his body.

Chanyeol slowly releases from the kiss after a short moment, staring at Baekhyun's pretty, expressive eyes. He uses his thumb to caress Baekhyun's flushed cheek, feeling the alcohol's effect on his skin because it's getting a bit warm. Baekhyun's turning red now like how he normally does whenever he drinks alcohol.

"Are you okay? Should we get out of here already?"

Baekhyun shakes his head as a reply.

"We can just leave later. I wanna stay a bit longer."

The music keeps playing and people are either dancing sensually or making out with their partners. Enclosing Baekhyun's face inside his cold hands, Chanyeol bumps their foreheads against each other and mutters an affectionate I love you. He nudges their noses together and kisses Baekhyun for the second time, long and gentle, soft and loving, safe and secure.

Cause boy you're perfect
You're always worth it
And you deserve it
The way you work it

Cause boy you earned it
Babe you earned it, yeah

"I love you too," Baekhyun says in return, and he has his arms surrounding Chanyeol's waist, hugging him tighter while they slow-dance and kiss. He feels Chanyeol backing away to press a smooch on his eyes, before embracing him again with one arm.

Chanyeol uses his other arm to reach for the drink a passing waiter is offering him, and he stays like that for a couple of minutes, snuggling and kissing Baekhyun from time to time.

Sharing the shot of cocktail not on the glass but directly on each other's lips, Baekhyun can only laugh when Chanyeol asks for more vodka. Chanyeol seems to have taken a huge liking to the drinks here that he's even requesting for several more shots after finishing the last one.

It's still a long night for the both of them, and Baekhyun deems it'll be okay as long as he stays sober to drive. Chanyeol can drink for all he wants. His man deserves it after a week-long of exhaustion from work.

"Wait, watch your step!"

"Huh? What...!"

"You're drunk already."

"I'm not drunk... so don't tell me... to watch my step! Okay?"

"This way, the house is on this way!"

After opening the door of the car and helping Chanyeol get off the vehicle, Baekhyun supports his husband by slinging his arm around his shoulder so he won't end up tripping over his own foot. Chanyeol's flat ass is heavy as fuck, but it's not like Baekhyun can disturb the guys to help him carry the drunk man inside. It's past midnight and they're definitely already sleeping.

Upon reaching the entrance door with Baekhyun typing the code, Chanyeol looks beside him, stares at Baekhyun's face, and exclaims in surprise:

"Baekhyun! You're here? Pfft. Hahaha!"

"Yeah. I've been here all this time. Now let's quietly get into our room, okay?"

"What, why... This is my... this is my houseee!"

"Shh, the guys could wake up! Keep it down."

"Huh? Who's noisy?"

"You!"

Chanyeol becomes unnecessarily chatty and loud when he's drunk and he strongly denies this fact whenever Baekhyun brings it up. How can he not get drunk? He chugged 9 straight shots of vodka thinking it wouldn't affect his alcohol tolerance. Guess he was wrong, he still has a limit after all.

Flicking on the lights in the living room, Baekhyun toes off his shoes and aids Chanyeol in taking off his shoes as well as if his husband were a kid. The man clings to him like a koala, sniffing his neck, and murmuring broken phrases he can only understand.

"Told you, I'm not drunk... I could still... get it up! Hm? You hear that, Mister?"

"Oh, god..."

"Yeah, I'm like, so serious right now... Ah, fuck... Why is it so bright... Huh... Why! Ah, is it Vivi... Shit... I need to pee... Damn it, where's my phone... Hello? Yes, thank you so much... I'll pay by card..."

"What the hell is he doing... Pfft..."

Baekhyun is holding in his laughter seeing Chanyeol collapse on the floor as the man keeps slurring incoherent words to himself. Baekhyun is dying to take out his phone and film Chanyeol being a wasted mess so he can use it to blackmail him when the time comes.

"Mr. Park Chanyeol, the floor is cold. Let's get you to the couch first, alright? Come on, I'll help you get up."

From his slumped position on the ground, Chanyeol looks up to Baekhyun through his lashes, flashing him a pitiful reaction.

"Babe... I'm thirsty..."

"You want some water?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, stay here. I'll be right back."

"...huh, where are you going?"

"To the kitchen."

"Why? Are you leaving me now? Are you sick of me already? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, you didn't. You said you were thirsty so I'm gonna grab you a glass of water to drink."

Chanyeol shakes his head, hiccups, and lifts his arm to grope Baekhyun's sexy butt, giving it a nice little squeeze.

"No... I want this ass... I'm thirsty for your ass... Give it to me..."

"I'm sorry, but you need to get sober first before you can have this ass," Baekhyun says, cupping Chanyeol's face as he talks to him like he was talking to a kindergarten. He drops his husband's hand touching his behind, "I won't let you fuck me when you're drunk like this, so sober up quickly, okay?"

"Okay..."

"Now get your ass out of there and stand up. Can you do it?"

Blinking up at Baekhyun with his half-lidded eyes and trying his best to stay mentally alert, Chanyeol slaps his own face and attempts to recover from his groggy state.

"Yeah, I can... "

"I doubt it, you're drunk as hell."

"Who's drunk? Me? Nah... I'm just... a little tipsy. I can still drive... Give me the keys."

"We're already home. You won't have to drive."

"Oh... Haha... Hahaha... I knew it!"

"Let's see. How many fingers am I holding right now?"

"I'm not visually impaired, Baekhyun... Of course, I can see your fingers, duh?!"

"Tell me how many fingers I'm holding."

"Uhh... Twenty-one?"

Baekhyun sighs, shaking his head to himself. There's no sense talking to this guy, seriously. And to think Chanyeol insists that he's way worse when he gets drunk? It's totally the opposite. At least Baekhyun knows the difference between three and twenty-one. Chanyeol is on a different level of intoxicated. The higher his alcohol tolerance is, the crazier he gets when he becomes drunk. But he is cute though, not gonna lie.

The quiet flush from the toilet is heard and Chanyeol comes out of the bathroom now topless and hair drenched. Soaking his head for ten minutes under the cold shower seems effective to sober him up. What the hell did he just do earlier? He didn't say something stupid, right? 

Right?

He pads into the dining room, sits on a stool, and finds Baekhyun who's busying himself making honey citron tea. Finding a glass of water on top of the table, Chanyeol drinks it quietly and stares at the wall in a daze, recovering from his drunken state.

"What time is it?" Chanyeol asks. Not getting Baekhyun's attention after sitting here for a good minute now, he decides to stand up from his seat and approach Baekhyun from behind. He circles his arms around his lover's waist and perches his chin on top of his shoulder, kissing his neck softly.

"Ow-!"

Baekhyun jolts, startled, feeling something wet grazing against his neck as he is enveloped in a back hug. He realizes the dripping water is from Chanyeol's damp hair sticking like a dog's fur fresh from its bath.

"Are you feeling sober now?" Baekhyun asks, facing his clingy husband. He puts down the cup of tea he is drinking after taking a tiny sip on it, then wipes Chanyeol's moist face with the sleeves of his sweater. "Did you take a shower already?"

"Not yet, I just washed my head under the water."

"Do you remember what you did at the front door?"

"I didn't throw up, did I?"

"Nope. But you said a lot of nonsense things."

"Oh, shit. Not again."

"Let's dry your hair. You'll catch a cold like this."

The quiet ticking of the clock in the living room serves as the only noise between the two of them. It's also mostly dim because of the single lampshade beside the couch illuminating them. Time check, it's 1:36 in the morning and they're still wide awake and nocturnal. Normally during weekdays, they'd be in bed already and soundly sleeping.

"Your hair's growing a bit long. I think I can already tie the top part into a bun."

"Should I get a haircut?"

Baekhyun's hands are both occupied holding the towel on Chanyeol's head, rubbing his hair and drying it off gently. Chanyeol doesn't bother wearing a shirt as he is still half-naked, thinking it'll be a waste of energy to put on one if he's just gonna take it off somehow.

"You look amazing in any hairstyle so it's fine if you don't cut your hair in the meantime."

"Then I'll just keep it this way."

"But don't grow it out too much."

"You don't wanna see me in a man bun?"

"I do! But that'll be too sexy for me to handle so I'll pass."

"How about if I grow a mullet?"

"Uhh, it'll still be too hot for my heart to take in so please don't think about doing that."

"Hmm. What if I do perm?"

"Yeah, that's cute. But your hair's gonna look like ramen noodles if you don't style it properly."

"Then undercut it is-"

"No!!! That'd be super deadly! And that's my favorite. I won't be able to focus on my daily tasks everytime I look at you, so..."

"Okay, fine... How about just bald?"

"Uh, your head is round so it'll look like a boiled egg? I'll just probably laugh at you everyday."

Facing each other and sitting on the couch in this comfortable atmosphere, Chanyeol chuckles, keeping their conversation light and silly as he lovingly stares at Baekhyun who's focused on doing the job, practically playing with his hair.

"Wait, I thought I look good in any hairstyle?"

"Yeah, you do! But I like this normal hairstyle the most."

"I like your hair this way, too. Just soft and shiny. And bouncy."

"Bouncy?"

"You don't know? Your hair bounces when you walk."

"That's... that's crazy. My hair doesn't bounce. It's not a ball!"

"No, like. For real. I have a video of your hair bouncing. Jongin sent it in the group chat when we were having breakfast this morning."

"Oh, that reminds me! I wanna have some pork cutlet and vegetable soup."

"At this hour? Pfft. That's so random."

"No, for breakfast. Can you cook it for me?"

Baekhyun pauses, waiting for his man to respond, but when Chanyeol doesn't, he just resumes toweling his hair. He'll just ask Kyungsoo to cook it for him next time then. Besides, they don't have ingredients for it. He still has to go grocery shopping with Luhan tomorrow.

"Baby."

"Mm?"

"Let's hold hands."

Chanyeol shows his palm as if initiating a high five, staring genuinely at the male. Looking at the man, then at his hand raised in the air waiting to be held, Baekhyun slaps the flat of Chanyeol's palm using his left hand and interlocks their fingers together. His right hand is still busy drying Chanyeol's hair until it's passably dry.

Satisfied, Chanyeol smiles, closes his eyes, and acts like a well-behaved mutt.

"You're not yet sleepy?"

Baekhyun's question makes sense considering it's already past midnight and they're still up and talking. They just got back from the club and had several drinks, so now it's time to sleep.

Well, unless Chanyeol still wants to do something. Baekhyun won't mind, though.

"Should we sleep now?" Chanyeol asks back, testing him. "What do you think?"

Baekhyun drops the towel, but his hand remains resting on Chanyeol's shoulder while the other hand is laced through Chanyeol's fingers. He thinks for a while and tilts his head sideways.

"I don't know~ It's already pretty late but I'm not in the mood for bed yet."

"Me, too."

"But I'll feel sleepy soon enough."

"What should we do for now?"

"Talk?"

"But we're already talking."

"Then let's just talk again."

"You just wanna talk, huh?"

"Yep. Let's chat until we fall asleep."

Chanyeol scoots closer to Baekhyun and tucks the stray hair behind his ear.

"Then what should we talk about?"

"Uh... Our secrets?"

"Aside from the clogged toilet last time, I can't think of any secret I'm hiding from you. You know everything about me."

Baekhyun lets out a surprised gasp.

"Hah! I knew it was you! But same..."

Chanyeol smirks.

"Well, I have a better idea. Why don't we talk using our bodies?"

"Oh, interesting."

"Do you wanna have sex?"

Baekhyun clears his throat, suppressing the blush on his cheeks. That was expected but it's still straightforward, catching him off guard. Chanyeol is such a sneaky bastard (and he loves him so much). He's totally whipped for this man so why would he say no to such a request?

"But if you're already feeling tired, we can just make love next time."

"No! I mean, it's fine if we do it now..."

Chanyeol smiles wider.

"Yeah?"

"But... but just two rounds."

That was easy, Chanyeol tells his mind, chuckling at Baekhyun's cute reaction. Baekhyun seems like he's just been waiting for the invitation but he won't initiate since he's not feeling confident himself.

That gives Chanyeol another naughty idea.

"Just two rounds, huh?"

"Yes. Only two."

"Okay. Two rounds it is."

Chanyeol starts "round one" by allowing Baekhyun to place himself on top of his lap, nestled against the front of his chest while they lazy-kiss and touch each other. Whenever Baekhyun presses a kiss on his mouth, Chanyeol would reciprocate it with only a peck. Just a short smooch. When Baekhyun tries to kiss him longer and deeper, Chanyeol would purposely kiss him weakly and stay still, not doing any effort to escalate things quickly.

Furrowing his brows and leaning away, Baekhyun stares confused at Chanyeol, a hint of frustration painting his face.

"What is it?" Chanyeol asks innocently. He rubs Baekhyun's back and soothes it in circles. "Is something the matter?"

"Are you not in the mood? Why are you stopping halfway?"

"I think I'm still a bit tipsy. Can you completely sober me up?"

Although he's hesitant, Baekhyun manages to nod after giving it a short thought. Okay, he whispers, before working his mouth into devouring Chanyeol's, french-kissing him hot and strong. He grabs his husband's jaw and angles his head, claiming his lips more passionately and heatedly. He uses his tongue to lick the insides, not forgetting to roam his hand all over Chanyeol's firm upper body.

Ah, fuck. That's what I'm talking about, Chanyeol mentally sighs in pleasure, holding Baekhyun's waist in place while they make out on the couch. He can only throw his head back with his eyes squeezed shut, when Baekhyun goes lower, pressing light kisses on his jaw and collarbones until he lands on his adam's apple.

Giving it a playful lick and a tiny suckle, Baekhyun leaves a mark so it can develop into a hickey the next morning. He continues kissing Chanyeol's neck slowly and deliberately until he's fully satisfied with the moans his husband is unconsciously spilling.

Peeking slightly to check up on Chanyeol's heavenly reaction, Baekhyun meets eye contact with him. Chanyeol has this intent stare as if commanding him to keep going. He feels Chanyeol's light hand guiding the back of his head, encouraging him to go lower until his mouth is stopping on his buff chest. Darting his tongue out, Baekhyun experimentally licks the nipple and sucks, making it wet, slick, and perky. He also rubs and tweaks it using his fingers, playing with the nipple before putting it in his mouth as if he would get something out of it. This actually feels interesting to the tongue, sucking on Chanyeol's nipple like he's sucking on a straw.

Chanyeol groans, shuddering at this weird sensation.

"Enough of that, Baekhyun... It feels uncomfortable already."

"But you do this to me, too. Sucking my chest for no particular reason."

"Do you like it that much?"

"I think so? I'd probably do this more often."

"Then go suck on the other one to make it balanced."

"Yeah. It'll feel jealous~"

"Right, we don't want any jealous nipple in this house."

Baekhyun chuckles at this hilarious remark, and he's doing what his husband says, treating the other one with equal love and care, sucking and licking, biting and kissing. When he gets tired already, he slides even lower on Chanyeol's torso until he arrives at his man's well-sculpted abs. He adores the masterpiece by gracing his fingertips on it delicately while watching Chanyeol's blissful expression.

Chanyeol smiles down at him and brushes his fingers through his soft hair, asking for his hand again so that they can hold hands and entwine their fingers together.

"Can you do it with one hand?" Chanyeol asks when Baekhyun seems to be struggling in unbuckling his belt so he can now go down on him. "Wait, let me help."

"I'll take off my clothes, too."

"Just take off the pants and leave your shirt on since it's cold."

Raising his butt slightly, Chanyeol yanks his pants and underwear down, throwing the clothes to the side of the couch and making him fully naked. After getting rid of his lower clothing and discarding them somewhere on the floor, Baekhyun then sits on the warm carpet and settles himself in between the gap of Chanyeol's parted legs. He connects his hand with Chanyeol's again before he proceeds to do the blowjob.

But, staring down at Chanyeol's flaccid cock hanging droopy and lifeless in front of him, Baekhyun feels disappointed and it's obvious on the look on his face right now.

"Are you for real? It's not even erect yet," Baekhyun pouts as if he was gonna cry at the situation. Contrary to Chanyeol, he's been rock hard and leaking under this sweater already. Even his asshole is already twitching, itching to be filled up by Chanyeol's big cock. But not that he's gonna say that out loud. He'll sound desperate if he does.

"Oh, it's not hard?" Chanyeol asks the obvious, acting clueless, "Hm, I wonder why..."

"It looks weird and ugly when soft," Baekhyun says, poking the limp cock with his index finger like he was just touching slime. "I mean, look at this thing."

"Hey, how dare you insult my snake?"

"It's still a worm, though."

Fuck. Chanyeol can only laugh but he's feeling honestly apologetic. Mind control, that's just what he did so he won't spoil the fun. If he gets hard easily, Baekhyun won't have to do anything about it and it won't be as exciting anymore.

He caresses Baekhyun's mochi cheek, pinching it, to try to cheer his baby up.

"Then make him alive, come on."

"Ah, seriously... You said you could still get it up?"

"With your help, I can. Don't you like making it grow hard in your mouth?"

"Would you love that?"

"Fuck, yeah. That'd be so hot."

"Okay, then. I'll do it... But don't laugh!"

"Why would I laugh?"

"I might look awkward doing this."

"You'll look sexy as always, trust me."

Scooting closer to Chanyeol and using his free hand to touch the soft dick, Baekhyun opens his mouth and lowers his head, prepared to service his lover's sleeping manhood to the best that he can. He gives one final look at his anticipating husband, and then he's licking his lips with enough saliva as he wraps his moist mouth around the tip of Chanyeol's flaccid cock.

Oh, shit. Look at him go. Chanyeol comments in his internal monologue, feeling that pleasurable tingly sensation overcoming his dick as Baekhyun sucks him off nice and soft, slow and good.

Ah, what a spectacular view, having Baekhyun nestled in between his opened thighs, with Baekhyun's hot mouth doing all the magic, skillfully licking and hallowing the insides of his cheeks, and then sinking his head up and down into his flabby cock. He does it again, sucking off and blowing him, while constantly rubbing and stroking the shaft to arouse it. Probably the fact that Baekhyun's holding his hand while giving him a blowjob makes it even more arousing and romantic.

"Mmngh... Yeah, you love that? It's all in my mouth now..."

"Oh, god yes... You're doing so well... Suck it deeper."

Fucking shit, the sight of his cock grazing against Baekhyun's pretty lips is enough to make Chanyeol go crazy. Just this mere picture alone is already erotic as it is. How much more when Baekhyun's already performing head?

"It's not... It's not working," Baekhyun mutters as if he was losing hope, jerking off the limp cock in pure determination. He even circles his hand and makes a tiny hole using his fingers, stimulating the head while at the same time kissing and licking it teasingly. He sighs when Chanyeol's cock doesn't react the least. "Oh, no. What should we do?"

"I'm sorry. Must be the alcohol. Just suck it a little more, I'll get hard in no time."

No, don't respond yet, Chanyeol recites to himself, keeping calm and steady, although he's already on the brink of an erection right now, leaking precum, and exploding his load right at his husband's face the moment Baekhyun puts him into his mouth. If he simply does that, he'll lose, so no. No, thank you.

Baekhyun unlinks their locked hands and backs away.

"Wait, I have an idea."

"Yeah? What is it?"

"Just watch."

Baekhyun must be really a genius for this. He knows what he's doing, and now Chanyeol can't look away from this god-forsaken sight, as Baekhyun gives him a live show of how he masturbates. Chanyeol can only watch the way Baekhyun grabs a packet of lube from the underside of the couch, (that's where they keep them accessible) pours a reasonable amount on his palm, lathers it on his fingers until they're slippery and slick, and bites the hem of his sweater so it won't get in the view.

For his husband's superb viewing experience, Baekhyun even lays down on the floor and lies flat on his back with his legs spread apart, showing his tight ass begging to be fucked and rammed. He sneaks his hand under his butt, thrusting two fingers inside the hole until they're knuckles-deep. He twists his wrist back and forth, curling his fingers buried within, and does it repeatedly, finger-fucking himself in front of Chanyeol.

Speechless, Chanyeol bites his bottom lip, unconsciously gripping his abandoned cock to stroke himself, watching this pornographic scene Baekhyun is presenting him. Fuck, he wishes it was his cock going in and out of Baekhyun's ass. He's just holding himself back from jumping at Baekhyun on the floor, mounting him like a horny dog, fucking his brains out, and coming inside his delicious juicy butt. If he does that, he'll lose, so he won't succumb to temptation, staying civilized. Just a few cock stroking and jerking off right now will do.

"Oh, my god... It feels so good... Nngh..." Baekhyun moans as he nudges his sweet spot with his middle finger, hyper-aware of the intense luscious stare Chanyeol is aiming at him. He keeps teasing his own hole at the same time, pleasuring his front too, smearing the liquid discharge. He can see that Chanyeol has been also touching himself as he watches him under his lustful gaze, and it's fucking turning him on. He never know masturbating together in the living room when everybody's sleeping would be this lewd.

And now Chanyeol is undeniably hard inside his fist in no time, stroking his cock like a teenager going through a horny phase of puberty. He also snatches the sachet of lube that Baekhyun used, applying it on his proud manhood while masturbating furiously like it was the end of the world. Damn it, he's gonna come at this rate. Why is this so hot?

"Fuck, Baekhyun. You look so beautiful like that..."

A smirk comes on Baekhyun's lips. He adjusts his position and makes a revealing pose of his legs wide open so that he and Chanyeol can look at each other face-to-face.

"Does this turn you on, Chanyeol sunbae? Seeing me touch myself for you?"

"Absolutely. Finger your hole faster and spread your ass more so I can see it properly."

"Like this?"

"Yes, baby. Perfect. Just like that..."

"You're hard now, finally."

"Hard as a fucking diamond."

Baekhyun laughs at that scientific yet exaggerated comparison. After fingering himself for Chanyeol's viewing pleasure, he stops the show before he can even orgasm. He returns to his position on top of Chanyeol, and the way the man welcomes him back in his arms with a bear hug makes him burst out a giggle.

"Let's finish round one without putting it in," Chanyeol says, challenging him.

"Try me," Baekhyun snickers, and he's crashing his lips against's Chanyeol's mouth for a heated kiss while grinding his naked butt back and forth on the man's lap. He feels him grabbing their aroused cocks together, stroking them off simultaneously as they share a torrid make-out session, "Nngh, Ooh, please keep going... More..."

"You want it tighter around your cock?"

"Yeah... And faster..."

While his right hand is occupied pumping their erect cocks, Chanyeol takes this chance to crawl his left hand on Baekhyun's back, sliding it lower towards his exposed ass. He feels the soft and wet muscle around with the three of his fingers, making Baekhyun flinch at the sudden contact. Carefully, he eases three lubed fingers inside the entrance, just keeping them warm and still for a certain moment so Baekhyun can adjust to the intrusion.

"Your fingers... are so thick and big," Baekhyun gasps on Chanyeol's neck, breathing hard and labored when his husband starts stretching his tight asshole and preparing it for penetration. Chanyeol thrusts the fingers up and down, sliding, pushing, and twisting them around the warmth. Baekhyun shudders. "Hngh... It hurts... Ah! Wait, be gentle. I feel sensitive on that part..."

"I'm gentle, though. Is it painful, still?"

"Yeah..."

"I should better clip my nails."

"I'll cut them tomorrow for you--ah! Wait, that hurts... Don't move them deeper yet!"

Hearing that negative response, Chanyeol removes all three fingers out of Baekhyun's hole and replaces them with two fingers only.

"How about now?"

Baekhyun frowns.

"Nah. I changed my mind. Put the one back in."

Chanyeol snickers. He kisses Baekhyun's eyelid softly.

"Make up your mind, seriously."

Time check, 2:07 am, and they are both hot and needy, filling the entire living room with their suppressed moans and pleasurable grunts. Baekhyun is bouncing (as well as his hair) as he rides Chanyeol's fingers buried in him like a pro. Meanwhile, Chanyeol is kissing his neck and shoulder as he endures his aching hard-on which Baekhyun tends by his hand around the shaft, stroking it as he moves his hips.

"Haaah, I can't hold back anymore. I wanna fuck your ass," Chanyeol mutters as he breathes desperately, feeling honestly jealous of his own fingers inside Baekhyun's heat. He urgently wants to replace them with his dick already and fuck Baekhyun into oblivion. "I wanna fill you up with my cock so bad..."

Baekhyun smirks victoriously.

"Yeah? But you said we should come without penetration?"

"Well, I take it back."

"Heh. You lost!"

"Fuck, whatever. Who cares about winning anyway? Can I just put it in?" Chanyeol asks, begging like he really means it. He gropes his husband's peach-like butt and spreads them apart, as he's already aligning the moist tip of his throbbing cock towards Baekhyun's hole, just waiting for Baekhyun's approval, "Please? I wanna be inside you right now."

"Okay," Baekhyun replies with a smile, pressing a kiss on Chanyeol's cheek. "You can now enter--ANGHH, WAIT!!!"

Chanyeol wastes no time as he doesn't even finish Baekhyun talking, flipping him over the sofa for a doggy-style position. Thrusting his cock balls deep into Baekhyun's tight and warm ass, he lets out a gratifying sigh of pleasure now that he's inside Baekhyun at last after edging for so long. Holding Baekhyun's waist firmly, he watches the way his cock pushes in and slides out of Baekhyun's hole as he fucks him powerful and rough. The view of Baekhyun's sexy back as he rams into his ass is just so breathtakingly hot and erotic, not to mention Baekhyun moaning sensually and also rolling his hips in time with his movements.

"Damn it, Baekhyun... It feels so great..."

"Yes, ohh... Right there...! Harder!"

Baekhyun, while being pounded underneath Chanyeol, grabs a throw pillow to hug so he can find leverage. Biting the pillow, he supports his weight with both elbows, feeling the direct impact of Chanyeol's dominant thrusts wrecking his upper body. The way his husband fucks his ass so well while hitting his prostate deeply and accurately makes his toes curl and insides shiver. How much more if Chanyeol also grabs his shoulder, lifts his leg for better access, and penetrates him in a much daring position? Not to mention Chanyeol pulling his hair and sucking his neck as he pounds into him roughly?

"Ah, Chanyeol sunbae...! Hngh... Wait, not too deep!"

"Sorry, you're just too sexy and I can't control myself... It feels so hot inside you..."

"You always say that!"

"Because it's true. Try fucking an ass like yours--Oh, no wait. Don't take that seriously."

"I bet your ass is tighter than mine. Why not let me fuck it, hm?"

Chanyeol withdraws, turning Baekhyun's body around only to see a smug smile on his mouth. He chuckles, shakes his head, and makes Baekhyun below him recline on his back so that they can see each other's faces properly.

"Heh. That's a good one. You almost got me."

"Tch. Look at this scardy-cat--ah shit!"

"What, why?"

Chanyeol fucks Baekhyun again, spreading the male's smooth thighs open as they settle for missionary. Frowning at his husband hovering above him, Baekhyun wounds his arms around Chanyeol's sweaty neck, also tweaking his ear while they stare fondly at each other. Chanyeol slows down their pace, moving his hips moderately as Baekhyun keeps him trapped with his hooked legs surrounding his torso.

"Next time, please don't thrust in so suddenly. My ass isn't ready..."

"You always say that yet you--ah..! Accept me so well... Oh, god I think I'm gonna come..."

"Me, too. Fuck me deeper, please..."

Chanyeol leans down for a short peck on Baekhyun's pouting lips, and then he's burying his face on the crook of his husband's shoulder while he quickens his thrusts to reach his climax.

Arching his spine and clawing on Chanyeol's broad back with his blunt fingernails, Baekhyun lets out a cry of ecstasy when Chanyeol hits that particular spot inside him. He feels his husband finally coming, exploding his load in his ass after a few more pounds of his cock. The way Chanyeol brings their mouths together for a kiss as he strokes his cock pushes him into his orgasm as well. He releases on Chanyeol's hand and his belly, panting, catching his breath, chest heaving up and down. He flinches, sensing Chanyeol's manhood sliding out of his hole, leaving traces of his cum on the crack of his butt and his inner thighs. 

"You okay?" Chanyeol asks, hugging him and pressing a tender kiss on his fringe. "You look like you're gonna pass out."

Baekhyun smooches him on the lips quickly.

"I'm fine. That was amazing..."

"Yeah, it was."

Feeling too lightheaded to move an inch, Baekhyun chooses to snuggle closer to Chanyeol and recharge his energy, not minding the fact that they're gross and covered with sweat. He stays like that for several minutes, entangling his feet with Chanyeol's while the man pretends to kick him off the sofa. They're gonna shower later anyway so it's fine if they stick uncomfortably like this for a while.

Time check, 2:29 am. Chanyeol helps Baekhyun remove his sweater so he can use it to wipe their sticky mess. All of a sudden, he jerks in reflex when he hears the almost inaudible sound of footsteps thudding on the floor, followed by shuffling noises of someone walking and coming down the staircase.

"Woof, woof!"

"Wait, who left... the lampshade on..."

Hearing Sehun's sleepy voice and Vivi's high-pitched barks, Baekhyun's eyes widen in panic as he stares at Chanyeol. He holds his breath and pulls his husband down with him so that they can hide on the couch. Chanyeol looks equally horrified as he tries not to make a noise. Such bad timing. He and Baekhyun just had sex and they're practically in their birthday suit. Their clothes are scattered on the floor. The lights are now turned on and it's so fucking bright.

Why would Sehun even wake up at this ungodly hour? He won't walk in on them like this, right?

In the kitchen, Baekhyun hears clattering in the cupboards and pouring of liquid. Sehun must be drinking water and he'll probably get back to his room quickly.

"Woof! Woof!"

"Vivi, what are you doing there? Let's go..."

"Woof... Woof...!"

No, don't come any closer! Chanyeol gestures a frantic shooing motion with his hand as he and Vivi make eye contact. The dog is now sitting on the carpet in front of him and Baekhyun, wagging its tail excitedly, asking to be petted on the head and get his tummy rubbed. Baekhyun even makes a shhh gesture with his finger across his mouth like Vivi would understand.

"Vivi, come here... Let's go back to sleep."

"Woof, woof!"

Baekhyun looks intently at Chanyeol, communicating with his mind.

Oh, no! What should we do, Sehun's gonna come here and see us!

Chanyeol points at the mess of clothes on the floor. 

The clothes, grab them quick!

I can't reach them!

Just, just get down on the floor and crawl!

What if Vivi jumps at me!?

He won't, I'll distract him!

"Sehun...?"

Chanyeol and Baekhyun freeze, hearing another voice.

"Luhan hyung, why are you still awake?"

"I suddenly woke up when I remembered my missing airpod case. How about you?"

"I came down to drink water. Isn't your airpod case in my room, though?"

"No, I left it in the living room, I think."

Baekhyun stares at that white and small airpod case sitting nicely on top of the coffee table across him and Chanyeol. Shit. He's gonna freaking lose his mind at this crazy situation.

Now, Chanyeol whispers.

Without further ado, Baekhyun drops on the floor and crouches down so he can gather his and Chanyeol's clothing as fast as he can.

"I'm gonna get it then I'll go back to sleep."

"Wait."

"Hm?"

"I think I heard a noise."

"Woof, woof!"

"Over there?"

"Yeah."

Chanyeol catches his boxers and pants Baekhyun is throwing at him, wearing them hurriedly before helping Baeekhyun put on his sweater as well. Chanyeol doesn't have his shirt around so he just grabs the pillow to cover up his upper body.

Once done dressing up, Baekhyun plops on the sofa, lies on his side, hugs Chanyeol, and pretends to sleep. Chanyeol does the same, cuddling with his husband, closing his eyes, and staying calm under pressure. He can feel Sehun and Luhan now approaching behind the couch to slowly peek at them.

"Aww. Look at them," Luhan coos, seeing Chanyeol and Baekhyun peacefully sleeping, with Baekhyun's head naturally resting on Chanyeol's chest and Chanyeol's arm naturally wrapping around Baekhyun's waist. "They must be so exhausted after clubbing all night that they didn't even reach their bedroom and just ended up sleeping here."

"Or? They had sex in the living room and fell asleep on the couch," Sehun says, picking up Luhan's airpod case and giving it to the older. "I mean. Why isn't Chanyeol wearing a shirt? And is that a hickey on his neck?"

"He must just be feeling hot. And that must be a mosquito bite."

I'm the mosquito, Baekhyun says in his mind.

"Come on, let's go. We might wake them up."

"Fine..."

"Can I sleep in your room, babe?"

"Yeah, just keep your hands to yourself..."

"Aw. You're no fun..."

"Woof, woof!"

Chanyeol cracks one eye open, hearing their voices getting faint. He finally relaxes and lets go of Baekhyun after making sure they're finally alone. He releases a sigh of relief as Baekhyun only giggles at him teasingly.

"Ugh. Sehun's so annoying, for real..."

"You pervert. You got turned on by that, didn't you?" Baekhyun exclaims.

"What?"

"Look, you're hard as a diamond again."

Chanyeol looks down at the obvious bulge growing inside his pants. He just shrugs and smiles helplessly; as if he can do something about it. That only means Baekhyun has to stay up until morning to keep his word. What is even sleep anyway?

"So. Round two?"

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Quote of the night: "Sex isn't sex without hair pulling, ass grabbing, neck holding, lip biting, neck sucking, pillow biting, back scratching..."

To be continued.

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"What do you mean you're going on a trip this weekend?"

"You forgot about it, didn't you? I already asked for your permission and you said I could go!"

"I did?"

"Yeah."

"What was it about again?"

"It's a gathering for dog lovers online and we're going to the beach and take pictures of Vivi. Luhan hyung asked me to come with him and Kyungsoo's also gonna be there with us, so..."

"I see. As long as Kyungsoo's there, you'll be fine."

"By the way, Jongin's gonna be away too and visit his sister's home. He said his niece and nephew already miss him."

"Oh."

"So that means it's just you and Sehun left in the house over the weekend."

"Wait. What?"

"Get along with each other, okay?"

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