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(A/N: Before I publish the Epilogue soon, here first is the one shot side story of the Part 16, When the President is Away. This was originally posted on my other book EXO OTP's One Shot Collection, but I deleted it, but now I posted it again. Here.

Now, if you are not fond of the pairings mentioned above, please don't continue reading this. I have already explained it beforehand so please, comply to my request. Don't leave comments against BaekHanSoo because the author doesn't like it.

Please wait for the Epilogue, and enjoy reading!)

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It's now the fourth day since Chanyeol left, and Baekhyun feels he's abandoned like a newborn puppy, not to mention he hasn't been touched except from his own elegant fingers and the large vibrator the President told him to practice with.

Chanyeol's cock is a lot way better than the toy, though. Boredly, Baekhyun sighs and flicks the switch on, hearing its buzzing sound echoing around the room. "I should stretch myself, so that when Chanyeol-sunbae comes back, he doesn't have to prep me," he tells himself as he unbuckles his pants and tugs it down to his knees.

Baekhyun reaches for the lowest mini drawer and grabs a bottle of lube he knows Jongin stashes away, because that guy knows Baekhyun likes strawberries, and it's really annoying and bothersome when Baekhyun would use all of it to finger himself. Sighing, Baekhyun ignores the heavy feeling inside his chest having to prep himself like this instead of Chanyeol's warm fingers.

He misses the President badly.

"Okay, I'm going to put one in," Baekhyun mutters to himself, rubbing the muscle of his ass with his coated index finger. He hisses when the cold spreads around the ring as he gently eases a digit inside. "Mmngh, deeper." He pushes another finger in, deeper, opening his thighs obscenely wide so that he can properly stretch himself.

A drawn-out moan spills from Baekhyun's lips when he nudges his own prostate, shutting his eyes close. His cock is now getting hard and heavy, beads of precome dripping one by one at the tip when he finger-fucks himself extra fast. "Fuck.." He imagines the fingers inside his ass as Chanyeol's tongue, eating him out and licking, greedily rimming him. "Ah, sunbae.. fuck!"

Getting the forgotten vibrator on top of the desk, Baekhyun quickly thrusts it into his stretched hole, replacing his slim fingers with it. "Ahhh," he dryly moans, feeling his sensitive interiors vibrate due to the toy. The thickness of the buried toy shaking inside his tight ass has him thinking it was the President's huge cock, banging him into oblivion. Screaming Chanyeol's name, Baekhyun cries, canting up and down his hips as he shamelessly rides the toy like a fucking cowboy.

"Fuck," Kyungsoo curses, breath hitching as he peeks in behind the wall. "God. Why now when I have to fucking study!?"

"Why?" his boyfriend asks him by his side, looking at his newly polished nails. "Is there a problem?"

"Baekhyun's spread out on the table. Masturbating," Kyungsoo states as if Baekhyun's just eating pie. "I have to fucking use the goddamn table."

Luhan raises an eyebrow, peeking his head out only to see Baekhyun now on all fours with the vibrator sticking out to his ass. He licks his lips. "Why don't we just forget about your test and study Baekhyun's body instead."

Kyungsoo giving him a pointed look has Luhan chuckling lightly.

"Come on, Jongin's out playing online games again. We could use some spare time to have some fun, you know," Luhan shrugs. "Besides, it looks like Baekhyun's really struggling with that thing inside his ass."

"We aren't allowed to fuck him," Kyungsoo says, returning his gaze back to the Vice President now stroking his hard cock with the vibrator shoved inside him. Gulping, he can feel his throat run dry and his ears go hot. "Chanyeol's going to kill us."

"I know right." Luhan pouts, and puts his chin above Kyungsoo's dark hair as the two of them amusedly watch a moaning Baekhyun from their not-so hiding place. "I just want to have a taste of him. I really want him so bad." He snakes a hand in front of his pants, inspecting the growing bulge on it. Kyungsoo can feel it poking behind him but doesn't say anything. He's too pre-occupied fantasizing that hanging mouth glistening with saliva.

"Fuck! Mngh!" Baekhyun pants hard, body bending into a perfect arc on the table as he joins the vibrator inside his twitching hole with his two delicate fingers. "Ahhh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!"

"He's so hot when he swears out loud like that, don't you think?"

"Yeah."

"Fuck, look at how his greedy ass takes his fingers and the toy, Kyungsoo." Luhan squeezes Kyungsoo's neck. "Look at how hard his ignored cock is. I want to swallow it down my throat."

Kyungsoo looks up to Luhan, seeing the lusty glint in his boyfriend's eyes, just like how they are when Jongin fucks him during Mondays and Thursdays while Kyungsoo watches to stroke himself.

"If you're that desperate, then just suck him off."

"Only when you fuck his mouth."

Kyungoo blinks up to him. Luhan grins.

"Isn't that a threesome you are proposing?"

"Fuck yeah," Luhan replies, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. "But no dicks inside his ass. Nope. That's a no-no." He frowns. "Even though I really want to fuck him ever since like, I saw him for the first time."

"Forget about that fantasy of yours," Kyungsoo mutters. "Just no dicks inside his ass." He presses the heel of his hand against the tight front of his zipper, watching Baekhyun once more. He knows Baekhyun knows they are watching, and it's not a shame anymore. They're just too obvious. "Shouldn't we barge in there or just wait here."

Baekhyun is too busy fucking himself, and he couldn't care less if the members would see him sprawled out like this, half naked and horny, very needy and desperate for the President's cock. It's just normal now for all of them, and it's not like he hasn't seen Luhan yet pressed on the couch as Jongin fucks him bareback, nor Kyungsoo jacking off to lesbian porn saved in Chanyeol's laptop.

Grunting, the thoughts of his members doing their thing has Baekhyun getting harder and moaning sluttier.

"Fuck Luhan," Kyungsoo hisses, feeling Luhan's boner behind him grinding against his clothed asscheeks. "What now?"

"I think we have to let him warm up to us first before we put our plan into action. It's not like he's used to that kind of thing, isn't he?" Luhan says, giving Kyungsoo a worried look.

"And I still don't know if he's still getting freaked out to the three of us fucking together with Jongin's dick up into your ass, while your dick is inside my ass," Luhan explains. "Jongin fucking you and you fucking me and me fucking my fist--"

"I was hoping for a nicer explanation."

"To hell with it," Luhan says, waving a dismissive hand. "So, what do you say?"

"Well," Kyungsoo rubs his chin, "Since I really wanted to fuck that annoying mouth with my cock, I'm with you."

"Great!" Luhan chimes. "Now, can you just-- finish me off? I'm kind of hard right now. And so are you.."

Kyungsoo rolls his eyes, kneeling, "You're going to wash the dishes tonight."

Baekhyun's screechy I'm coming! can be heard into the background as Kyungsoo bobs his head into Luhan's cock.

*

"Baekhyun, wait!"

Turning around, Baekhyun sees Kyungsoo running after him with his eyebrows furrowed. He tilts his head and waits for the other boy to reach him. They are now on the hallways in front of Baekhyun's locker.

"What is it?" Baekhyun curiously asks, hugging his lunchbox against his chest. It's very unusual for Kyungsoo approaching him outside the Student Council room, so Baekhyun wonders for a while if there's a problem that just happened. "Do you need something, Kyungsoo?"

"Uh, not really," Kyungsoo says, looking away shortly as he rubs his nape. "Do you mind if I... borrow you for a while?"

"Me?"

"Eat lunch with me."

Sehun is Baekhyun's lunchmate during lunch, but Sehun is still mad at him. Baekhyun contemplates whether to accept Kyungsoo's offer right now because it would be kind of awkward having lunch with Kyungsoo knowing the fact that the boy hates him. Is this even for real? Kyungsoo hates him right? He knows Kyungsoo really hates having him around, that he would always curse at him whenever he tries to talk and have a random conversation with the male. It's just his nature, Jongin would tell him, but Baekhyun's not convinced, he's really sad because he really likes Kyungsoo.

Kyungsoo is handsome, he has a nice voice, has beautiful eyes, has pink kissable lips, all of him is amazing. He also looks so soft and warm. Baekhyun really wants to be friends with him but he doesn't know how.

Kyungsoo raises an eyebrow. "So?"

Baekhyun nods, giving him a shy smile. "Uhm. Okay."

Kyungsoo smirks to himself. He's too gullible. "Follow me."

They reach the campus garden which Baekhyun didn't know really exists inside their school. Stepping on the fresh green grass as the the fallen leaves scrunch, Baekhyun shades his eyes from the sun peeking through the branches of the sturdy oak tree. The air is crisp and refreshing, and Baekhyun suddenly misses home.

"We're here."

A picnic red blanket is splayed out on the ground under the said tree, Baekhyun notices, as well as a picnic basket. Kyungsoo sits on the ground, crossing his legs as he anticipates for Baekhyun to follow suit.

"You're not going to join me?"

Startled, Baekhyun blinks repeatedly and mutters a timid I'm sorry. He shyly sits beside Kyungsoo and thinks to himself that this looks like a date rather than a simple lunch. He wishes he could do it with the President, too. The atmosphere is quiet when he opens the lid of his lunchbox, save for the chirping of the birds on the branches. Taking a small bite on his omelette, Baekhyun lifts his searching eyes just to see Kyungsoo staring at him like he has grown two heads.

Baekhyun looks away, embarrassed.

When is Luhan going to fucking come here goddamnit, Kyungsoo mentally says, nibbling on his homemade tuna sandwich. This is fucking awkward. If he had known this would be happening then he hadn't agreed in the first place. He wants to fuck Baekhyun's mouth, not to have a tree date with him. He swears Jongin's going to kill him if he found out he's having a fucking date with Baekhyun.

"Oh, Kyungsoo!" a voice chirps, causing Kyungsoo's head to shoot up. It's Jongin with his classmates. Jongin smiles. "You're here."

"Yes, look, it's not what you think. We're just having--"

"I was looking for you all over the place!" his boyfriend cuts off. "I just want to tell you I won't be going home tonight because I'll be spending the night at Taemin's birthday party." Jongin frowns. "Is that okay?"

"Huh?" Kyungsoo blinks. "Oh, right. Yeah, sure."

"Thanks. You're the best," Jongin says, smiling sweetly at Kyungsoo as he turns to Baekhyun who's just quietly listening. "I guess I'll be heading out first. Have a nice lunch!"

"O-okay," Baekhyun replies curtly as he waves Jongin goodbye.

The two of them are alone again.

Baekhyun takes another hesitant bite, watching Kyungsoo on the corners of his eyes. Should he talk about the weather or just shut up? Should he tell Kyungsoo he looks so fine today or just watch him as he eats?

"You want a sandwich?" Kyungsoo asks, offering a triangular shaped sandwich he pulled out from the picnic basket. That looks delicious, Baekhyun thinks, nodding.

"C-can I.. have some?"

"Here. It's all yours," Kyungsoo says, stretching his right hand holding the food so that Baekhyun can take it-- with his mouth.

No.

Kyungsoo stares at his two fingers shoved inside Baekhyun's mouth together with the sandwich, and he can definitely feel how soft and warm Baekhyun's lips are against his fingertips. Blinking like a puppy, Baekhyun opens his mouth wider, taking the whole sandwich like a dog as he chews on it happily, and Kyungsoo is not fucking prepared for this.

Baekhyun brightly smiles.

Fuck. He's cute.

"It's really delicious! Did you make it, Kyungsoo?"

"Yeah. Luhan helped me," he replies, licking his fingers as he clears his throat. Damn, he can taste Baekhyun's sweet saliva. "You want another one?"

"Sure!"

"Here." Kyungsoo thrusts another piece into his mouth, feeding Baekhyun like he's a baby. Licking his lips, Baekhyun takes the offered food and grabs Kyungsoo by the wrist to eat the sandwich by himself. It's really yummy, Baekhyun decides. He just can't help himself and he's too hungry.

Kyungsoo watches how Baekhyun's canines peek out through his mouth as he chews, taking his time to savor the taste of the tuna. He wonders how that sinful pink tongue would feel against his own, sliding and swirling on his bottom lip as he nibbles it with his teeth. Fuck, he wants to fucking kiss him right now.

"Baekhyun."

"Yes?"

"Come here." Baekhyun comes closer obediently. "Close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Just do it."

Just as Baekhyun is shutting his eyelids close, Kyungsoo abruptly pushes him down on the ground and brings their lips together for a scorching kiss. Baekhyun startles and tries to get up, but Kyungsoo pinning him down has him gripping the other male's shoulders and allowing Kyungsoo to shove his hot tongue down to his throat.

"Mnngh," Baekhyun moans, tasting the sandwich residue from Kyungsoo's mouth as he sucks on his tongue and puts a hand behind his neck. "Mnngghh..."

Kyungsoo pulls away, lips swollen. "Why? Don't you like it?"

"I--" Baekhyun looks away. "B-but you hate me.."

"Can't I kiss the person I hate?"

"But Kyungsoo--"

"Why, you fucking don't want to? Are Luhan and Chanyeol the only ones who are allowed to kiss you?" Kyungsoo asks, pissed off as he settles above the boy. Shaking his head furiously, Baekhyun wraps his arms around Kyungsoo's neck and immediately closes the gaps between their mouths.

Kyungsoo smirks within the kiss as Baekhyun kisses him back with haste. A gasp leaves Baekhyun's lips when Kyungsoo gently parts away, planting open-mouthed kisses against his jaw and neck. Baekhyun has to stretch his neck to the right to give Kyungsoo better access to subtly suck the salty skin of his flesh. Kyungsoo lowers his eager lips into the whimpering boy's collarbones, admiring how smooth and soft the skin there is.

"K-kyungsoo.." Baekhyun mutters, withering underneath Kyungsoo, sandwich long forgotten above his head. Humming in reply, Kyungsoo looks up to him with lust-filled eyes. "T-the sandwich.."

Kyungsoo takes the ignored sandwich and puts it in between his lips, only to transfer it into Baekhyun's opened mouth. Baekhyun accepts it gratefully.

"Chew," Kyungsoo orders. Baekhyun bites and chews anxiously, while Kyungsoo above him amusedly watches with a smile. "Very good. Now swallow." Baekhyun swallows.

"Tasty," Baekhyun muses, returning back the smile the other male is giving him. Still lying on the picnic blanket with his hair disheveled, Baekhyun chuckles and ruffles Kyungsoo's equally messy fringe. Kyungoo blinks down at him, annoyed. Nobody messes with his hair, damnit.

"Does this mean you don't hate me now?" Baekhyun asks, eyes hopeful. "Chanyeol-sunbae told me once that you're really a warm person."

"I am not a warm person."

"Then what are you?"

"I'd rather be called a hot person than to be called warm."

Baekhyun laughs. "Oh, I see. Jongin and you are both hot! But Jongin's hotter, though. He has nice abs." Kyungsoo snorts at that.

"Don't you dare fucking stare at my boyfriend's abs. I'm going to kill you."

Baekhyun cutely pouts, and Kyungsoo swears to god that was fucking adorable. Damn. Why is this thing even here, Chanyeol shouldn't have brought this puppy slut out. "Fuck. I hate you so much, Baekhyun."

"But I really like you! Just how I like Luhan-hyung and Chanyeol-sunbae! Oh, but I like Chanyeol-sunbae the most because he's my owner," Baekhyun blushes, "..and I love him."

Kyungsoo rolls his eyes. "I know. And I still hate you no matter what. But I like your lips.."

Baekhyun chuckles lightly. "Luhan-hyung told me just like that, and Chanyeol-sunbae said my lips were really nice. But I don't know how they find my lips that attractive. I think they are just average unlike your lips--"

Kyungsoo quickly shuts him up with his mouth crashing against Baekhyun's talkative one because he's being annoying again, and Baekhyun doesn't even bother to stop him. He lies there on the grass as Kyungsoo does all the peppering to his mouth, enjoying the other male's warm lips grazing against his tingling skin.

"That--haha! Tickles!" Baekhyun says, giggling, when Kyungsoo mouths the exposed skin of his sternum, first two buttons of his uniform now undone. He looks down at Kyungsoo, threading his fingers into the other's dark strands. "I-I'm ticklish on that part.."

"Do you tickle as well when Chanyeol kisses you here?"

Slowly, Baekhyun nods as he beams. "Yes. But I couldn't tell him I was ticklish, he's going to punish me by tickling me to death."

"Psh. Silly," Kyungsoo mutters, perching his chin on top of his hands above Baekhyun's chest. He tilts his head as he observes how Baekhyun's long lashes flutter close against the apples of his cheeks.

"How about you? What part of your body is ticklish?"

"Me?" Kyungsoo thinks for a while. "I think it would be my ears."

"Chanyeol-sunbae is also ticklish on his ears!"

"You can't stop talking about him, can you? Tell me about it." Kyungsoo will use it as a blackmail.

"Okay," Baekhyun mutters, letting out a soft snicker. "So, I found that out when he was fucking me inside his car, and I was holding his big ears just like this while I ride him," he holds on to Kyungsoo's two ears with his small fists and Kyungsoo thinks what the fuck is he even doing goddamnit. "And he was like, fuck you, slut, don't hold me on that part, I'm going to fucking kill you, bitch," Baekhyun smiles down at Kyungsoo. "Oh, I guess I won't be doing that again."

Oh god.

Oh my fucking god.

Why is Kyungsoo even talking with this little piece of fluffy shit. Baekhyun's fucking swearing and yet he looks so cute and innocent. Why did Chanyeol taint this poor boy's purity, why. Kyungsoo wants to cry.

"Hey. I think I hate you less now."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Thank you."

Kyungsoo pinches Baekhyun's soft cheek, and stays above Baekhyun for a good minute, randomly poking every part of Baekhyun's body he can reach. Baekhyun suddenly forgets his loneliness about the President leaving him without a word, having Kyungsoo pressed on top of his body like this, touching him and letting him feel as if he were special.

*

The bell rings.

Baekhyun feels like shit. The Math test was fucking difficult even though he reviewed the lesson last night. He swears he has dark rings under his eyes now. Good thing it was already finished so he can go home now and have a nice and warm chocolate drink. Yawning as he aimlessly shoves his books inside his bag, he sees Sehun running out of their classroom as if he were on a rush. Baekhyun frowns, Sehun is still mad at him. He tiredly sighs and wears his bag on his back, waiting for the mass of people to file out of their classroom before he heads out alone.

"Hey."

Baekhyun abruptly stops, turning his head towards the soft voice.

"Let's go home together."

Baekhyun sees Luhan with his back leaning on the wall, arms crossed handsomely against his chest like he is a model having a photoshoot. A sweet smile makes it's way into Luhan's lips as he looks at Baekhyun quietly standing in front of him.

"Luhan-hyung," Baekhyun gently says, smiling a little. "Were you waiting for me to come out?"

"Yes. I've been actually here for like, an hour," the older says, looking at his wrist watch with a pout. "Why did you take so long, though?"

"Oh. I-I'm sorry, we had a test," Baekhyun murmurs. "You could've texted me."

"You know I don't text. My phone's just for watching porn." Baekhyun chuckles at that. "Let's go?" Luhan asks, outstretching his hand so that Baekhyun can grab his palm to intertwine their fingers together.

Unlike the President, Luhan's fingers are slim and long, just like his own fingers, Baekhyun decides. Chanyeol's hands are warm, but his hyung's hands are comforting. He misses Chanyeol so much, but he's thankful Luhan is here by his side. He feels secure, safe.

"Can we go to the mall first? I have to buy a new set of underwear."

Smiling, Baekhyun nods. "Alright."

Passing by the hallways, people are judgmentally staring at them and it's just then when Baekhyun realizes it. He tries to pull his hand off his hyung's grasp, but Luhan holds him still. "Don't. Just ignore them." Baekhyun bites his bottom lip, looking down at the ground as he quietly nods.

"Where are your boyfriends?" Baekhyun silently asks when they reach the pedestrian lane. They both cross the street when the light goes red, mingling with people coming through their opposite direction. Baekhyun holds on to his hyung's hand tighter, afraid to be left behind.

"Jongin's at a friend's party. And Kyungsoo, he's at home preparing dinner for three," Luhan says, eyes smiling adorably, "Because you're going to stay the night with us."

"Huh?" Baekhyun blinks, pouting. "But I never agreed to that. You didn't even tell me that I'm going to--"

"Careful!" Luhan immediately pulls Baekhyun close when a truck almost hits him. He glares at the screeching vehicle. "That was fucking close! Fuck you, driver! You hear me!" He flashes two middle fingers angrily.

Baekhyun stifles the chuckle bubbling up outside his mouth. "That wasn't necessary."

"That almost killed you, seriously," Luhan sighs. "Chanyeol's going to kill me if he found out you're already cold before he can even fuck you."

Baekhyun smiles. "Right. He should fuck me alive and healthy."

They arrive at the department store of a mall after a few walks and a nice chat. Baekhyun is busy checking out clothes at the men's apparel while Luhan is at the underwear section, doing his thing. Grabbing a navy blue shirt with a black bowtie, he smiles and presses it on his chest. He turns to the mirror and looks at himself. "This looks cool."

"Do you like that shirt?"

He turns his head behind him. "Hyung, are you done?" Luhan nods, showing him two black paperbags in his hand.

"Oh, I see," Baekhyun mutters, withdrawing the shirt back to its rack when Luhan grabs his wrist, stopping him.

"Don't put it back. I'm going to buy you that." He snatches the shirt off the younger's hand and tugs Baekhyun to the nearest fitting room. Declining politely, Baekhyun shyly allows his hyung to drag him inside the room. That shirt is quite expensive, though.

"Now, let's try this on you," Luhan says, closing the curtain with a quick hush so that the tiny space would be dark. Baekhyun nods and sighs.

Luhan watches quietly as Baekhyun fumbles with the buttons of his uniform, delicate fingers going down his own shirt. Impatient, Luhan groans and taps his foot. Baekhyun shyly smiles, pulling off his tie and discarding it on the floor.

"Wait, let me do the rest for you," Luhan suggest, so Baekhyun lets him do the work, watching closely as the older undresses him carefully. "You have a hickey." He caresses the red mark against Baaekhyun's clavicle, hearing Baekhyun hiss at the contact. "Hurts?"

Baekhyun nods, biting the inside of his cheek. "And tickles..."

"Kyungsoo's such a beast, isn't he?" Luhan takes off Baekhyun's shirt gently, sliding it down his smooth shoulders revealing white unblemished skin. He can feel Baekhyun's breath hitch with every touch of his fingers along the little bites. "My poor Baekhyun."

"W-what are you doing, hyung?" Baekhyun curiously asks when Luhan licks the tip of his thumb. Smiling, he thumbs and circles Baekhyun's sensitive nipple, earning a surprised moan from the boy. While doing so, he leaves trails of kittenish kisses against the expanse of Baekhyun's shoulder down to his arm.

"L-luhan--"

"Hm?"

Luhan latching his slick lips against his warm neck has Baekhyun stepping back, hitting the wall behind him. "P-people might come in.."

"Are you worried?" Luhan breathes into Baekhyun's collarbones, roaming his other hand at the small of the boy's smooth back. Baekhyun whimpers in reply, closing his eyes shut as he cranes his neck up. He can feel Luhan's hot tongue, darting and licking and kissing his flushed neck. A shaky gasp escapes from his mouth when Luhan's fingertips brush the dimples of his spine.

"L-luhan-hyung, we're in a public place..." He shudders when his hyung pulls away, only to attach his mouth down to his perked nipple. A pleasurable sensation runs up to his body when Luhan takes the nub in between his teeth, biting and sucking it. Baekhyun gasps. "U-ugh.. Hyung, feels.. so good.. Hmngh.. Again.."

"Yeah?"

Baekhyun nods, tugging the other male's hair when Luhan starts to suck his nipple harder. Hearing Baekhyun curse when he licks a fat stripe across his sternum, Luhan laughs heartily, and he can feel himself getting hard right now seeing Baekhyun beautifully wrecked like this because of him.

"Hey," Luhan calls, Baekhyun opens his eyes. "I want you to kiss me, and make me feel submissive." He exchanges their positions so that now he's on his back pressed against the wall, while Baekhyun corners him inside his two arms. "There."

"But I--" Baekhyun averts his eyes. "I can't top."

"You can do it, don't worry," Luhan says, guiding Baekhyun's tensed hand under his chin. Baekhyun sighs in resignation.

As if already knowing what to do next, Baekhyun tilts Luhan's chin up so that he can properly see the older's pretty face. Giving him a proud smile, Luhan wraps his arms around Baekhyun's neck tightly as Baekhyun looks at him seriously in the eyes.

"Please," Luhan begs.

"Louder."

"PLEASE."

"Close your eyes."

Luhan closes his eyes.

"Very good."

The kiss is sloppy and rough, just the way how Luhan loves it. He has to restrain himself from moaning when Baekhyun pulls his hair down, dominating his whole mouth with expertise. He audibly gasps under his breath when Baekhyun kisses him deeper, stronger, faster, more intense, more furious as if he were devouring an innocent deer. Pulling him closer while Baekhyun sucks harshly on his lower lip, Luhan throws his head back and lets the younger fuck his mouth with his skillful tongue.

Luhan whimpers wantonly. Fucking shit, Baekhyun's just so fucking hot right now.

Inching away for a brief moment, Baekhyun breathes in and shoves Luhan against the tall mirror to continue kissing him hard and vigorous.

Three minutes has passed.

"Fuck," Luhan hisses when they part away, panting and catching for the lost oxygen during their make out session. He can hear his and Baekhyun's fast heartbeats, so loud and exhilarating. "Fuck you. Just--" He throws Baekhyun a pointed look, punching his chest weakly. "Fuck you. Goddamnit."

Thumbing his red swollen lips, Baekhyun has this look on his face again like a kicked puppy. He stares down on the ground and mutters sadly, "I'-I'm sorry, Luhan-hyung. I just imitated how Chanyeol-sunbae kisses me. Was I terrible?"

"Fuck."

"I guess I was."

"Fuck."

"Sorry--"

"Fuck. who are you? Fuck you. I don't fucking even--" He slaps his forehead. "God, you're so amazing, Baekhyun." He squeezes Baekhyun's flushed cheek, earning a girly squeal from the boy.

"Really?"

"Fuck yes. But don't do that again," Luhan warns, squinting his eyes.. "Just don't fucking do that again or else I'm going to fucking kill you. You're fine just like this." He gently pinches Baekhyun's button nose. "Alright?"

Baekhyun nods with a tiny smile. "Okay." He leans his forehead tiredly on top of the other's shoulder. "Hyung, I didn't know doing that could be this tiring. Chanyeol-sunbae must be always tired when he tops me..."

"Yeah.." Luhan leans in to Baekhyun's lips, and is about to kiss that pout away off his pink mouth, when it suddenly gets bright inside the cubicle. What the fuck?

A blushing saleslady is standing outside dumbstruck, as she shockingly stares at the two beautiful boys inside the cubicle-- the other one half naked while the other one dressed. She closes her hanging mouth with a palm, eyes widening.

"Fuck off." Luhan grits.

The poor lady scurries away after she apologizes, traumatized and embarrassed to death.

"That was mean, Luhan-hyung."

"She saw your boobs, how dare her," Luhan jokes, covering Baekhyun's exposed chest with the navy blue shirt. "Let's get that paid so we can go home already."

Baekhyun nods and follows Luhan outside. Being a good kisser has it's perks after all, Baekhyun tells himself with a smile, he has now a new shirt.

*

"So, when are we going to fuck his mouth?"

They're on the bed now on their pajamas, Baekhyun fast asleep lying between the two of them. Luhan hums and shifts his weight on his elbows.

"I think we could do that some other time," Luhan whispers as they quietly watches Baekhyun sleeping like an angel. Kyungsoo swats away the stray hair blocking Baekhyun's delicate forehead as Luhan pulls the thick sheets up to his chest.

"He's too worn out for the day, isn't he?"

"Yeah. And I guess he's very sad because the President is away," Kyungsoo says. "He misses Chanyeol so bad."

"We're here, though. We could take care of him like our own baby," Luhan jokes, laughing.

Kyungsoo rolls his eyes, snorting. He gets up on the bed and shreds his clothes. "It's a shame Jongin's not here. He won't get to see us fucking beside a sleeping Baekhyun."

"Yeah. That would surely turn him on."

Kyungsoo kicks his underwear off his feet. "Who's going to top?"

"You. I don't want to top tonight. It's too tiring."

"Alright. But you're going to prep yourself. I just got my nails manicured."

"Fine."

"Babe, let's come on Baekhyun's face afterwards," Luhan snickers, unbuttoning his sleepwear so that he's also naked just like his boyfriend who's now grabbing condoms and a bottle of lube inside their drawer.

Baekhyun hums in his sleep, murmuring and hugging Luhan's Hello Kitty pillow as he turns to his side unconsciously. Both awake boys chuckle.

"Oh, I think he likes your idea." Kyungsoo kneels on the bed as he squeezes Luhan's bare ass. Luhan smirks up to him, eyes glinting with lust.

"We better hurry up. Baekhyun likes it best when the come's still hot."

Still in dreamland, Baekhyun groans and kicks his feet in the air. Kyungsoo scoffs.

"Okay. I think he doesn't."

Jongin comes back home tomorrow morning seeing a mass of three tangled bodies on the bed, sleeping soundly. Baekhyun, clad in Jongin's pajamas is squished between his two naked boyfriends.

"Fuck. What did I miss!?"

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END

(A/N: Please wait for the Epilogue and we're done!)