When Baekhyun and Chanyeol got back to the car, they saw Mr. Byun watching something they assumed was porn. They don't know for sure but the muffled noises and heavy breathing coming from his phone suggested that. Choosing to ignore, Baekhyun leaned his head on Chanyeol's shoulder and closed his eyes.

"Should I drop you home?" Mr. Byun asked Chanyeol and he nodded, making Baekhyun look at him incredulously.

"You're not staying with me tonight?" He asked, eyes wide and nose flaring a little. When Chanyeol shook his head meaning no, Baekhyun pouted. "I was really looking forward to....giving you a blowjob" he whispered the last part in his ears.

A blowjob? Chanyeol thought, biting his lips and shifting uncomfortably in his seat. He wanted more, but due to Baekhyun's state, he can't possibly do that. And even if Baekhyun allowed him to fuck him, but gently, he doesn't think he can restrain himself. Not when he has been deprived of ass for so long and Chanyeol would be lying if he hadn't been tempted to fulfill his needs—whether with Baekhyun or elsewhere.

Seeing that Chanyeol hasn't said anything, Baekhyun whispered sexily, "and I would allow you to fuck me like my wifi—slow and unprotected"

At that, Chanyeol was forced to not pin Baekhyun down on the seat and ravish him right there and then. He gripped the car seat tightly and closed his eyes for a brief moment before he opened them. He didn't say anything, instead, stared at Baekhyun with lustful eyes. When Baekhyun kissed his neck, but only lightly, Chanyeol tensed up, trying his utmost best to control his concupiscence. Baekhyun continued his assault, sucking on the expanse of his milky neck, driving Chanyeol crazy. It didn't matter that Baekhyun's father was in the car. No. Not at all. Baekhyun was dead set on making Chanyeol change his mind. It was becoming too much and Chanyeol couldn't handle it.

He took a hold of Baekhyun's hand and pinned them above his head, his mouth reached forward to attack Baekhyun's neck, but before he could do so—

"IM GONNA HUMP YOU SWEETLY!" Baekhyun's father loudly sang as 'Fuck her Gently' came on the radio. "I'M GONNA BALL YOU DISCREETLY!"

What. The. Fuck. Baekhyun clasped his hand that was now free from Chanyeol's grip over his mouth to stop from laughing. He doesn't know whether he should laugh harder at the fact that his father was singing incredibly loud or Chanyeol's face that looked like he wanted to murder someone. Chanyeol sighed, such a cockblocker.

They arrived at Baekhyun's house in what seem like forever. It was pure torture for Chanyeol to sit in the back of the car while Baekhyun was breathing on his neck, every breath turning him on more. He didn't hesitate to get out of the car, pulling Baekhyun with him to get into his room. Of course, that wasn't going to be easy. Baekhyun let go of Chanyeol and walked painfully slow to his room, greeting his mother on the way. It was driving him insane at the fact that Baekhyun was moving slowly, but he thought he was going to explode when she stopped to chat him up. Baekhyun sensed his impatience and smirked, knowing fully well that he's irritating the shit out of him.

After what seemed like hours (but was actually five minutes), Baekhyun made his way upstairs to where he found Chanyeol on the bed, palming himself.

"Took you long enough!" Chanyeol said as he got up and rushed over to Baekhyun's side, planting his lips on his the minute he got there. Fully aware that Baekhyun is still pregnant, he gently walked over to the bed and gently placed him on it. Baekhyun started squirming, the pleasure too much and because he's pregnant, everything intensified and he felt like his body was on fire.

"Chan," he said (more like moaned), but Chanyeol didn't even spare him a glance. "Chan," he tried again and Chanyeol looked at him, nothing but lust clouding his eyes. "Be gentle" Baekhyun needn't say more before his clothes were off and kisses were placed on every inch of his skin, the warmth of Chanyeol's lips and breath making it hard for him to stay quiet. Eventually, Chanyeol's mouth reached to his dick and he released a long, drawn out moan. It was hard for Chanyeol to no rip him two at the sound of his boyfriend, but he had to be rational. Had to.Incoherent words spilled from Baekhyun's pretty mouth and Chanyeol loved that—loved how he can make Baekhyun spill sexy moans and whimpers from his mouth. That's something he takes pride in.

After they were finished, breathing rapidly and sweat dripping from their foreheads (mostly Baekhyun), they opted to sleep. Before Chanyeol closed his eyes, he could tell that Baekhyun was satisfied from their sexual activities because of the smile that was on his face (as if the scratch marks on his chest and back weren't enough). And though Chanyeol couldn't show his full potential minutes ago, he was mighty proud of what he did. He fell asleep, nothing but a wide grin plastered on his face.

The next day...

A knock on Baekhyun's door jolted him from his sleep as he said "Come in" with a groggy voice before his father came into the room.

Mr. Byun noticed the hickeys on his son's neck, smirking slightly before he said, "I'm taking you guys to your new house now, so wake Chanyeol up and get ready. We're leaving in twenty minutes"

Baekhyun nodded, not quite hearing what his father said because he was still sleepy. "Okay. Whatever you say"

Mr. Byun chuckled and left the room, muttering something under his breath. Baekhyun went back to sleep, snuggling closer to Chanyeol. Ah, sweet sleep~

"Baek," Chanyeol nudged his sleeping princess. "Get up."

Baekhyun whined and pulled the covers over his face. "I don't want to!"

Sighing, Chanyeol said, "But Baek, we have to get going soon to our new house. Now get up!"

"Ugh, fuck you!" Baekhyun snapped, slowly coming out from out fo the covers. He glared at Chanyeol, his eyes looking deathly. "You're so annoying"

"You didn't say that last night."

Groaning, Baekhyun took a pillow and threw it at Chanyeol which he dodged perfectly, but he didn't see the next one soaring towards him, hitting him in his face. Smirking, Baekhyun got up and made his way to the bathroom. "Serves you right, douche!"

In the car couldn't have been more silent. Baekhyun was busy texting Luhan on his phone, Chanyeol was slightly mad at Baekhyun for throwing the pillow in his face earlier and Mr. Byun, well, he was busy dancing to a song that was playing in his head.

Baekhyun suddenly giggled, causing Chanyeol to stare at him suspiciously. Baekhyun could feel Chanyeol's gaze on him, but he simply ignored it, going back to text Luhan. Another sweet giggle was released by Baekhyun and Chanyeol peered over to get a look at the text.

"Do you mind?" Baekhyun asked with a roll of his eyes. He giggled again and Chanyeol snatched the phone from him. "Hey! Give it back!"

His hands were trying to reach the phone but he failed miserably. When Chanyeol looked at the phone, he thought Baekhyun was crazy or close to going crazy. All that was on the phone was:

c—69>>71

"Baek, wh—"

"It's our secret code which you shouldn't know about." He managed to snatch back the phone and continued texting Luhan. Giggling momentarily when he receives a text from him.

Texting Luhan and ignoring him was one thing, but the fact that he kept giggling all the way to their destination, irked him. Never in his life did he want to smash a phone so badly.

"We're here!" Mr. Byun announced, getting out the car and stretching.

The other two followed suit, looking around the neighborhood before they concluded, damn, we're surrounded by rich people. The houses were all beautiful and tall—up to five storeys high—, some even looking like mansions.

"Which one.." Baekhyun started and his father pointed at a house that was covered in white paint and looked to be about three storeys high. Baekhyun gaped at his father, wondering how he could afford to buy a house such at this.

"Don't worry about it," he told him, realizing the look that Baekhyun was giving him. "Come on. Let's look inside!"

When the doors were opened, Chanyeol and Baekhyun were rendered speechless. The interior design was far more beautiful than the exterior. The walls were as white as the outside, sofas were already placed in the corner and a huge furry carpet was in the middle.

Neither of the two knew what to do but to gape at the house that was now gonna be theirs. Baekhyun got emotional and started crying, sobbing into his father's neck. "Dad...I-I..."

"Don't say anything. I know you both are thankful" He smiled at them both and it scared Chanyeol how much Mr. Byun looked like Baekhyun. "Anyway, I can't stay as I have to get to work so I'll leave you two alone for the while. I'll be back perhaps with everybody"

He gave the two males a hug before he left. Baekhyun stopped crying and hugged Chanyeol, muttering incoherent things.

They were about to tour the place but the doorbell rang. Strange...

"I'll get it," Chanyeol said, making his way over to the door. He opened it and gasped when he noticed - "Kai?"

Kai recalled seeing the tall boy but he said nothing about that. "Um...here," he handed him a basket that was covered with a pink cloth.

Chanyeol eyed it suspiciously before he reluctantly took it. "Uh, thanks?"

"Ahem." A short boy, which Chanyeol just noticed, cleared his throat. "I'm Kyungsoo and I just came over to welcome you to our neighbourhood."

Baekhyun, upon hearing the voices, got up and stood next to Chanyeol. His eyes widened when he saw Kai and the short boy.

"K-Kyungsoo?"

"Baekhyun?"

Chanyeol and Kai stared at the two. "You two know each other?"

"Yes," Baekhyun replied enthusiastically. "Kyungsoo and I used to date"