*

Chanyeol would be lying if he says he's not getting hard by the sight of Baekhyun sprawled naked on the couch, his own hands roaming around his body trying to ease the scorching heat in his skin. Chanyeol chuckles, very pleased of what he's seeing right now.

"I waited so long just to see you in this fucking state, Baekhyun," Chanyeol whispers as his thumb traces Baekhyun's cute nipples. "So long that I jacked off to the thoughts of you, sprawled naked like this only for my eyes."

Baekhyun blinks sleepily, he hears the President said something but he can't understand it, he's very disoriented. He makes a throaty noise as he bucks his body up into Chanyeol's warm fingers.

"Mnnghh... mnghh..."

"What?" Chanyeol asks as if Baekhyun could hear him. "You want sunbae to fuck you?"

"Mnghh... mnghh.." Baekhyun whimpers like a pitiful hamster in a cage. Chanyeol chuckles.

"No, Baekhyun. I won't fuck you right now. It's a shame, right?" Chanyeol says with a smile. "I'll fuck you soon, when you're aware and conscious. For now, I'll just play with you. You want that?"

"Mnghhh... Mngghh..."

"Good," Chanyeol muses, patting Baekhyun's hair. "Very good."

Chanyeol climbs on the couch, looming over Baekhyun so that Baekhyun is underneath him. Chanyeol looks down at the panting boy below him as he kisses Baekhyun's nose gently, down to his upper lip, nibbling it repeatedly with his teeth. Baekhyun whines helplessly when the President kisses his mouth, licking his lower lip with his sinful tongue.

"Open up, Baekhyun," Chanyeol whispers groggily, caressing Baekhyun's cheek softly. "So that I can taste your mouth."

Without another word, Baekhyun automatically opens his mouth, the drug controlling his whole system. He feels tongue against his tongue, twirling it as if they're dancing. Chanyeol kisses him deeply and more intense, tasting every inch of his wet and sweet mouth. Baekhyun moans as Chanyeol devours his mouth, the President's hand tugging his cock below.

"You like that?"

"Hmmngh.. Hmnghh.."

"I'll take that as a yes."

Chanyeol lowers his face, latching his mouth against Baekhyun's neck. He sucks hard on a spot just inches below Baekhyun's ear, very noticeable to everyone's eyes. He harshly bites it with his teeth, making Baekhyun to moan again under his breath. Baekhyun's hand tugs Chanyeol's hair weakly as he feels tongue tracing a painful spot on his neck.

"So that they'll know you're mine," Chanyeol says, admiring the reddish mark against the smooth expanse of the boy's neck. "So pretty."

Chanyeol peppers little kisses along Baekhyun's chest, preventing himself to leave marks except from the Vice President's neck. Baekhyun arches his back, humming appreciatively as his hands run aimlessly through Chanyeol's hair, ruffling and tugging it. Chanyeol laughs.

"That tickles, Baekhyun. Stop," Chanyeol says, his bangs sticking to every possible directions. "Fuck, I'll fucking handcuff you if you don't stop messing with my hair. Stop, okay!?"

Baekhyun seems to hear him though, putting his hands to his sides as he pants for air. Chanyeol squeezes Baekhyun's ass, spreading his cheeks with his hand. Chanyeol curses when Baekhyun tries to cover his growing erection with his shapey legs.

"No, no, no. Spread your fucking legs so I can see your pink asshole."

Chanyeol parts Baekhyun's legs away to get a better view of the boy's hole, smiling when he takes note on how tight it is.

"Fuck, you're so tight. You sure are a virgin," Chanyeol says, teasing the ring with his index finger. Baekhyun jerks his body in shock.

"You want me to finger you?" Chanyeol asks again, earning an incoherent response from Baekhyun. Chanyeol nods, satisfied with Baekhyun's answer.

"Or you want me to stroke your cock? What do you want?"

"Mnngh... mnghh..."

"Okay, since I'm not going to fuck you although I fucking love to do that right now, I'll just give you a handjob.... or a blowjob. What do you prefer, Baekhyun?"

"Mngghh... mnghh.."

"Both. You want both?" Chanyeol asks, clicking his tongue. "So demanding, are we?"

Baekhyun helplessly whines, his cock now hard and leaking within Chanyeol's fist. Chanyeol stares at the Vice President's cock in his hand, it's so cute and pinkish red that he wants to already take a lick on the head.

"Just fucking wait for the others, Baekhyun. Patience."

The door opens with a light click. Chanyeol turns his head only to see the four of his members who are standing shocked, all wide eyes staring at the boy lying on the couch. Chanyeol stands, crossing his arms over his chest.

"What took you all so long?" Chanyeol asks in a mad voice. "I fucking said come right away, right!?"

Jongin nods, scratching the back of his neck. "Sorry, sunbae. We fucked at the comfort room that's why we're late."

"The clinic's closed," Kyungsoo says with a shrug.

Chanyeol raises an eyebrow when he notices someone is missing.
"Where the fuck is Luhan?!"

"He went to his boyfriend's house," Minseok says, turning to Jongdae. Jongdae boredly nods. "He didn't go to school today, he said he's going to be Jaewon's pet tonight."

Chanyeol rolls his eyes, his fist clenching by his side. "That bitch."

"Why are you so bitter?" Kyungsoo asks with a grin to his face. "Are you fucking jealous?"

"I'm not. Fuck you, and fuck all of you."

Minseok and Kyungsoo laugh at that. In no time, the four sit on the couch just in front of a disoriented and a very exposed Baekhyun.

"You make him take the drug?" Jongdae asks, caressing Baekhyun's cheek lightly. Baekhyun looks up at Jongdae with dull eyes.

"Isn't it obvious?" the President says, taking off his necktie as he unbottons the first two buttons of his uniform.

Chanyeol faces his four members who's mentally devouring Baekhyun, Jongin is already sliding his hand against Kyungsoo's leg as he looks at the Vice President while Minseok is now unbuckling his belt.

"Don't fucking dare to touch yourselves unless I say so," Chanyeol commands, all eyes are on him. "I want you to just watch while I make him come."

"Fuck, that's so fucking unfair!" Jongin argues. Chanyeol shoots him a glare so Jongin quickly averts his eyes, bowing his head low. Kyungsoo slaps his arm.

"I-I'm sorry, sunbae," Jongin apologizes. "I'll follow your order."

"Good."

Chanyeol then returns to his previous position between Baekhyun's legs, the four members watching him intently. He holds Baekhyun's dripping cock with his hand, stroking it up and down in a fast pace. He smirks, earning another sensual reaction from Baekhyun.

"Mnghh.. mnghhh..."

"He fucking likes it," Minseok says as he grins, crossing his arms over his chest. "Look how fucking turned on he is."

"Can I take a picture of him?" Jongdae asks, already getting his phone from his pocket. Chanyeol throws him an angry look, so Jongdae quickly ducks his head low, muttering trails of apology under his breath.

"Fuck, that looks so fucking hot," Kyungsoo says, crossing his legs to hide his erection as he watches how the President takes Baekhyun's cock inside his mouth, swallowing Baekhyun's dick deeper and faster. Jongin moans by Kyungsoo's side, his hand fumbling with Kyungsoo's hand excitedly.

"No," Kyungsoo says, swatting Jongin's hand away. "The President isn't speaking yet."

"But I'm fucking hard right now--"

"No."

Jongin frowns, looking down at the bulge on his pants. He returns his eyes to Baekhyun, looking at how Baekhyun bucks his hips into Chanyeol's mouth as he moans loudly. Chanyeol releases his mouth from Baekhyun's dick to watch Baekhyun's reaction. He chuckles, grinning when he sees Baekhyun's sweaty temples and flustered cheeks, his eyes heavy with arousal.

"He looks like he's about to come," Minseok says, eyeing Baekhyun's dick curling into his stomach. "He's so hard right now."

"Shit, I'm also fucking hard right now," Jongdae says to Minseok. "Can you please fucking touch me now?"

"The President haven't told us yet to do something, so just wait patiently."

Jongdae groans. "I feel like I'm going to explode."

Chanyeol holds Baekhyun's cock again as Baekhyun cries, canting his hips upward while his legs tremble. Chanyeol's strokes are becoming faster and faster, flicking his wrist around Baekhyun's member as he plays with the slit. Baekhyun moans, his voice echoing throughout the room as his toes curl in pleasure.

"He's coming," the President says, watching how Baekhyun's dick twitches, spurting white come into his own stomach. Chanyeol pumps the Vice President's cock, milking Baekhyun's erection as come continues to flow down his hand.

With wide and lusty eyes, the four members just watch silently and heatedly as Chanyeol licks his come-filled fingers, his tongue poking out of his mouth to taste Baekhyun's release. He leans in to Baekhyun's gradually limping cock as he swallows him again, making Baekhyun whine due to his oversensitivity. Chanyeol sucks harder into the boy's dick, Baekhyun's body shuddering underneath him. He pulls his mouth out with an obscene pop as he wipes his swollen lips with the back of his hand. Chanyeol stands.

"Now."

Jongin hastily unbluckles his belt, tugging his pants down, as well as everybody in the room. They pull their cocks out, stroking it with their hands as they look at Baekhyun who's beautifully mind-blown from his orgasm. Kyungsoo quickly pushes Jongin on the couch as he settles above his boyfriend, while Minseok and Jongdae are furiously making out by their side while stroking their dicks. Chanyeol watches them, a bright smile on his lips.

"Look at how horny they are, Baekhyun," Chanyeol says to Baekhyun as he pats Baekhyun's cheek, looking at his four subordinates who's about to fuck each other on the couch, their clothes are messily discarded on the floor. "So fucking eager for sex."

Baekhyun whimpers, his chest heaving up and down as he tries to focus his vision at the Preaident.

"Yes," Chanyeol says, turning his eyes back to Baekhyun as he smiles. "We'll fuck soon, but not now. I'm just waiting for you to warm up to me."

*

Baekhyun wakes up inside an unfamiliar car, his head leaning against the window. He quickly opens his eyes, looking around only to find the President beside him on the driver's seat. The skies are now dark, and Baekhyun knows it's already late.

"Oh, you're awake," Chanyeol says, smiling at Baekhyun. "How are you feeling?"

Baekhyun holds his head, feeling slightly dizzy but he can see things clearly. "I think I'm.. okay."

"Do you remember anything?"

Baekhyun shakes his head. "What happened?"

"You said you're not feeling well. So I took you to the infirmary, but the infirmary was closed so I let you sleep on a bed at the Student Council room," Chanyeol explains, his eyes looking worried at Baekhyun. "I already tended you your medicine so no need to worry."

Baekhyun remembers the part of him not feeling well and he thinks that he surely caught a fever. He turns to Chanyeol, giving him an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, sunbae, if I bothered you today," Baekhyun says timidly. "And thank you.. for taking care of me."

"Don't mention it," Chanyeol says, smile not leaving his lips. "Always remember that I'm here to take care of you. You're my Vice President afterall."

Baekhyun nods while smiling, his cheeks colored with a tint of pink and although it's dark, Chanyeol can see it with his own two eyes.

"Thank you for taking me home, Chanyeol-sunbae," Baekhyun says, taking off his seatbelt. "I owe you a lot."

"You're welcome," Chanyeol answers, helping Baekhyun to remove his seatbelt. Baekhyun watches how Chanyeol fumbles with the lock, Chanyeol's fingers brushing against his own. Baekhyun places his hand on top of his lap to allow Chanyeol to do the work.

"Next time, be more careful, okay?" Chanyeol says, the seatbelt now done. He looks at Baekhyun who's looking at him with his glassy eyes.

"Don't get sick and don't get into trouble anymore. I'm not always here looking out for you, so promise me you'll take care of yourself, alright?"

"Okay," Baekhyun answers, feeling his whole face hot together with the loud beating of his heart. Chanyeol is so kind to him, that Baekhyun feels so special even though he knows the President is just being a caring leader. Baekhyun doesn't mind it though, all he knows is that, when Chanyeol is by his side, he feels protected and safe.

Baekhyun gets off the car, bowing once before waving Chanyeol goodbye. He watches the car to disappear in the streets with a smile etched on his face that he doesn't bother to remove for hours.

*

[Why did you call me at this ungodly hour, Baekhyun.]

Baekhyun rolls over on his bed with his phone against his ear. It's twelve in the midnight and he can't sleep, so he decides to call his bestfriend for a chat. He hears Sehun groan irritatedly with some rustling of the sheets.

"I can't sleep," Baekhyun says, looking at the dark ceiling of his room. He couldn't take off someone's thoughts in his mind causing him to be still awake at this kind of time.

[Obviously, you can't. And you really got the nerve to bother me in my deep slumber. How dare you.]

"Sehun," Baekhyun says, hugging his heart shaped pillow on his chest.

[What now.]

"I think..." Baekhyun breathes nervously. "I like him."

Baekhyun hears Sehun sigh on the other line.

[What? Who?]

"You... already know.. who it is," Baekhyun says, he's blushing again and he can feel his face grow hot.

[Ah, I know. It's Park Chanye--]

Baekhyun ends the call quickly, burying his face against his pillow. He puts his blanket all over his body as he tries to sleep, his heart still beating fast inside his chest.

*

To be continued.