When Wooyoung wakes up the next morning, Yunho is still asleep so he gets up to go cook them breakfast. His parents are coming today and he is so excited.

As he is frying some eggs, Yunho walks into the kitchen with just some loose shorts on. Wooyoung turns around to plate the eggs and nearly drops the pan at the sight of a shirtless, soft Yunho.

"Can you like... put a shirt on?" Wooyoung asks.

Yunho looks down and scratches his head. "Why? Am I distracting you?" He says innocently.

Wooyoung presses his lips together and makes sure to focus only on the food in front of him.

"I'll take that as a yes." Yunho chuckles deeply. "What time will your parents get here?"

"Their flight should be landing any time now, so I'd say sometime in the next two hours?"

"Oh really?" Yunho moves behind him and grabs his waist.

"Does that mean we have time for a quickie?" Yunho asks pressing his morning wood into Wooyoung's ass.

"NO! We need to be ready for my parents. That means finishing in their room and making sure the basement is locked!" Wooyoung scolds causing Yunho to pout. He slams their food on the table. "Now eat!"

Yunho plops down like a toddler and begins eating.

"That's right bitch! Outside the bedroom I'm in charge!" Wooyoung says with his hands on his hips, then instantly regrets those words when Yunho slowly looks up at him with blackened eyes and a demonic looking smirk.

"Daddy, I-"

Yunho is on him before he can even finish his sentence.

He forces Wooyoung to his knees and pulls out his dick, then yanks on his hair to make him scream and open his mouth.

Wooyoung is choking on Yunho's cock within seconds, all near twelve inches of it stuffed deep down his throat.

"How dare you disrespect me like that." Yunho growls.

Wooyoung tries to relax. He tries to pull away but the grip Yunho has on his hair didn't let him. He simply has to sit there and let Yunho use his mouth.

"You really thought I would let you get away with saying that?" Yunho hisses through his teeth.

He is aggressive with his thrusts but careful not to catch his piercings on Wooyoung's teeth.

"You're lucky this is all I'm doing." Yunho pushes all the way in and pauses. "Can't have Mommy and Daddy thinking I'm abusing you when they see you limping."

Wooyoung's eyes start to roll to the back of his head at the lack of air. But he still swallows, throat constricting around Yunho's cock a few times.

"Maybe I'll still put a plug in you, that way you will always know who is in charge here." Yunho says darkly.

Then he's thrusting again, barely giving Wooyoung a chance to breathe before stuffing him over and over and over.

When Yunho finally comes, it's straight down Wooyoung's throat, making him choke more. He swallows the best he can before Yunho pulls out and grabs his cheeks.

"Open."

Wooyoung opens his mouth to show he swallowed everything.

"Good girl." Yunho puts his dick up and walks away leaving Wooyoung to clean himself up.

Wooyoung picks himself up off the floor and sits to eat his own breakfast when he gets a text from his mom.

Mom: Hey baby! We just landed. We should be at your house soon. Love you!

Wooyoung smiles and texts her back just before Yunho storms back into the room.

"Stand up and bend over the counter."

"Yunho, please, I-"

The older snaps his fingers once and Wooyoung gulps before obeying.

It's not before a large plug is working into his ass. The end sits flush with his ass but the plug reaches his prostate and rubs against it occasionally.

He knows he could safe word and tell Yunho to stop, but... part of him doesn't want to. Part of him finds this thrilling.

Once the plug is settled, Yunho spins Wooyoung around and forces his head up to meet his eyes.

"Color?" Yunho asked.

It takes a few, long seconds for him to think and really access his feelings. "Uhm... yellow." Wooyoung whispers.

"Do you want me to take the plug out?" Yunho asks, suddenly concerned.

"No!" Wooyoung says a bit loudly. "No. I like it. I just..." Wooyoung trails off.

"Talk to me Woo. What is it?"

"I don't want too much happening with my parents here. They know I'm gay but... I don't want to hint too much that something else is going on. And I want the next few days to be about them."

Yunho nods his head and places a kiss to his baby's head.

"Okay, Baby. I will tone down while they are here."

"Thank you, Daddy." Wooyoung says to let Yunho know he really is okay.

His boyfriend gives him a small smile before kissing him sweetly.

They finish their breakfast and work together to clean up the kitchen and the rest of their new house. It all has to be perfect.

"Okay, so we are telling them that the basement is unfinished, right?" Wooyoung asks as he takes his third lap around the ground level of the house.

"Yes, Baby. It's not finished but will be my personal dance studio when its complete. Until then it's locked because of all the construction stuff down there." Yunho says and then grabs his pacing boyfriend. "Relax, Princess. It will be okay."

As Yunho says that, they see a car pulling up to the gate. Yunho opens it from the control pad by the door for Wooyoung's parents to pull through. The minute they are parked Wooyoung is jumping down the steps to get to his parents.

"MOM!" Wooyoung shouts as he throws himself at her the second she is out of the car.

Wooyoung clings to his mom as she squeezes him close. He feels tears trail down his face. It has been years since he has been in his mother's arms and he is so grateful to be able to hug her again. He feels his father walk up behind him to hug them both.

"Dad!!" Wooyoung turns so he can hug him too and the three of them bask in their reunion for several minutes.

When they finally calm down, Wooyoung turns to see Yunho leaning against the door frame looking drop dead gorgeous and it makes him shiver for a second.

Then he runs forward to grab his boyfriend's hand and drags him over to his parents.

"Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend, Jeong Yunho. Yunho, these are my parents."

Yunho bows before them as if he was still in Korea, then he stands fully to look at Wooyoung's parents. "It's an honor to meet you both Mr. and Mrs. Jung. You are more than welcome to go inside while I get your things set up in your room." Yunho says with full respect.

"Wow," Wooyoung's mother says. "Beautiful and respectful. You got yourself a good one Youngie."

Yunho blushes at the words and Wooyoung leads his parents inside the house to show them around with a big smile on his face. He walks hand in hand with his mother as they make their way through the living room.

"This place is amazing sweetheart." His mom says, looking around with wide eyes.

"It most certainly is." His dad pauses to marvel at the kitchen. "Wow."

"Yeah," Wooyoung rubs the back of his head with his free hand. "I got really lucky."

"I'll say." His dad chuckles and looks at him. "I'm glad you found someone who can take care of you and not the other way around."

"We take care of each other." Wooyoung replies back.

Yunho walks in with some of their luggage and stops behind the family. "If you want to follow me upstairs, I can show you your room." He offers.

Wooyoung's parents agree and follow him to one of the spare bedrooms with Wooyoung trailing behind.

When they finish with the tour, they head out to walk through the city.

Yunho makes an excellent tour guide, pointing out a lot of local places and telling the few stories he knows.

Wooyoung's parents marvel at how beautiful the city is, often commenting on how different the buildings are. They end their tour by heading to the tattoo shop.

"And you get along okay here?" His mom asks after a bit.

"My English has really improved since I've been traveling." Wooyoung smiles. "I haven't had any issues so far."

"What about you Yunho?" Wooyoung's dad asks. "How does a Jeong end up living in London?"

"Uhm that's kind of a long story." Yunho hesitates to continue. "I didn't serve much of a purpose to my parents. So, they kind of just let me live my own life."

Wooyoung grabs his hand and squeezes it.

"Mom, didn't you say you always wanted a tattoo for your parents after they passed?" Wooyoung tries to change the subject. "Yunho could design one for you if you like."

"Oh really? I would love that actually!" She says, looking to Yunho with excitement.

"I'd be honored." Yunho beams. "Just let me know when you're ready."

"Now." She says, giggling a little.

Yunho laughs as well, "Let me go get my sketch book." He steps from the room and Wooyoung's mom turns to his father.

"Oh, this is so exciting!" She claps her hands in front of her several times.

"Is he good?" Wooyoung's mother asked a little nervous. Wooyoung pulls up his pants leg to show the tree Yunho did on his thigh.

"He is very good," Wooyoung says.

Yunho returns with a sketch pad and begins talking to Wooyoung's mother about her ideas and what she likes. At that moment San and Yeosang walk in followed by their boyfriends and freeze.

"Mama Jung?" San asks as he excitedly runs over to hug the woman.

"Oh Sannie!! Yeosang!! It's so good to see you!!!" She says happily, hugging both boys to her, then pulls back to cup their cheeks. "How are you??"

"We are good." Yeosang says. "It's so good to see you!"

"You too, kids." Wooyoung's father says, then he looks at Mingi and Seonghwa.

They both bow and introduce themselves quickly, which makes Wooyoung mom gasp a little. "Oh my, seems like London has tamed all of your adventurous spirits, hasn't it??" She says, wiggling her eyebrows a little.

"Not tamed. More like.... gave it a break," San says with a cheeky smile.

Yunho spends awhile slowly sketching the tattoo for Wooyoung's mother to give them time to catch up. He glances up every now and then to watch everyone socialize with a small smile. When he completes his sketch, he clears his throat.

"I don't mean to interrupt but I wanted to ask if this is what you wanted?" Yunho hands over the pad to show off his work.

It was a small vine with the names written in Korean woven into the vines along with the dates each parent passed. At the end was a beautiful pink wildflower with Mrs. Jung's name written in it with her date of birth.

"This is so beautiful. You are a talented artist," she says, wiping a stray tear from her eye.

"He's the best." Mingi says with a proud smile.

Yunho's ears turn bright red and he clears his throat again. "We, um, we can get this done today if you'd like."

"That would be great, Sweetheart." Mrs. Jung gives him a big hug before turning to look at the room. "Why don't you boys take us to your favorite local place for dinner, our treat!"

Wooyoung smiles as he agrees and watches his mom follow Yunho to his studio in the back.

Yunho is nervous. He's about to tattoo his boyfriend's mother. He begins prepping his equipment and turns to her. "You can sit here. Where are you wanting the tattoo?" He asks, doing his best to keep his voice steady.

Mrs. Jung rolls up her sleeve to show her wrist. "I want to be able to see it every day."

Yunho smiles and gets everything ready for the tattoo when she speaks up again. "I have never seen my son this happy."

Yunho turns to look at her. "I have never really been this happy either. And one day... if it's alright with you, I think I might marry your son." Yunho sits before her and blushes with his head down.

"You think?"

Yunho sucks his lower lip into his mouth and chews on it a little. "Yes ma'am. I know it's crazy since we haven't known each other for that long, but I can't imagine my life without him."

Mrs. Jung places a hand on his and smiles. "Then you'd better marry him and make sure he doesn't wander the world again." She says with the kindest of smiles.

Sitting up straighter, Yunho puffs his chest out a little in pride and nods. "I will. I will, and I promise I will always take care of him."

Mrs. Jung smiles at Yunho warmly, then she holds out her arm. "Are we doing this or what?"

Yunho laughs lightly as he puts on his black gloves to begin tattooing. Throughout the process Mrs. Jung continues asking Yunho question like why he chose London and how he got into tattooing and art.

The conversation flowed until Yunho finished the last bit of shading on the flower. He leans back to admire his work and make sure it's perfect.

"You're done." Yunho scoots away in his chair with a proud smile.

"Oh wow, oh it's beautiful!!" She sits up and starts twisting her arm gently in the light. "Thank you so much!!"

"You're welcome." Yunho says with a low bow.

They return to the main room where everyone gushes over how the tattoo turned out.

Yunho waves off their praise and goes to stand by Wooyoung, taking his hand and lacing their fingers together.

"I like your mom," Yunho whispers with a smile. He gets a big smile in return from Wooyoung.

All of a sudden Mingi's loud and deep voice is quieting the noise. "I'm starving so can we get a move on?"

Yunho walks over and smacks Mingi on the back of his head with an annoyed face. "You're such a pest. Be nice!" Yunho scolds. He sends a silent apology to Wooyoung's parents before offering to lead the way to the fish shop he first took Wooyoung too.

"I hope you guys like the food here," Wooyoung says to his parents. "It's amazing the way they cook their fish."

Wooyoung feels like a local helping to show his parents around. He takes it as a sign that he really is home.

Dinner ends up being a big hit with lots of food and drink being shared between them.

Wooyoung's heart leaps into his throat each time Yunho offers him a bite of food as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

And when they are done eating and sharing drinks, he loves how Yunho causally wraps an arm around his shoulder, even when his parents dive into embarrassing stories about him from his childhood.

"He used to be such a filthy child! Always out and running in the mud, which mind you is so hard to find where he grew up." Mrs. Jung laughs.

"Mom!" Wooyoung whines. "They don't want to hear this stuff."

"Uh yes we do," San says. Wooyoung looks to Yunho for help.

"I'm sorry but I like hearing about you as a child."

Wooyoung pouts and pushes away from Yunho to stand and go hide in the bathroom. He sits by the sink pouting and he looks in the mirror and sees Hyunjin behind him.

Wooyoung jumps around and nobody is there. He almost forgot that this was the first place Hyunjin approached him.

He looks in the stalls before walking backwards into the wall for support and tries to regain his composure.

When his breathing is a little more even, he glances back at the mirror again and is relieved to see just himself.

But he still takes a moment to splash cold water in his face before returning to the table.

"- and he always loved to do it too. That's the only place he ever wanted to go for his birthday." His father says with a proud smile.

"Where is this?" Wooyoung asks nervously.

"The karaoke bar silly." His mom beams. "You have such a beautiful voice."

"I wasn't that good," Wooyoung says as he sits back down next to Yunho.

"Dude your voice is amazing!" Yeosang exclaims and San nods his head in agreement.

"You sang for me once and from what I remember it was really nice," Yunho tries to say.

"You were having a moment when that happened. You probably don't remember right," Wooyoung argued.

"Trust me, Baby. I remember. And it was really nice and helped calm me down."

The rest of the table goes quiet at that, knowing what it meant with the exception of Wooyoung's parents. Thankfully nobody asked and they were able to keep the conversation moving.

They ended up staying until the restaurant nearly closed, ordering more drinks and food, and Wooyoung's parents made sure to leave a really big tip for everyone who helped them.

Their friends say their goodbyes and head home, then Yunho, Wooyoung, and his parents head back to theirs.

"Do you need anything?" Wooyoung asks from the doorway as his parents pull out their night bag.

"No, Sweetheart, we are fine." His mom says, coming over to give him a hug and kiss. "Sweet dreams my baby."

"You too. Both of you." Wooyoung hugs his dad too, then makes his way to his and Yunho's room.

When he walks in Yunho is propped against the headboard in just underwear and his sketch pad in his lap. If Wooyoung wasn't so tired he would climb into his lap and beg to be fucked. Instead, he crawls across the bed and flops in the middle. He reaches a hand out to rest it on Yunho's thigh for the contact.

Yunho reaches over and pets Wooyoung's head. "Did you have a good day with your parents, Baby?"

Wooyoung hums. "The best day. Thank you."

Yunho smiles at the cuteness. He sets his sketch pad and pens to the side and turns out the lamp before getting under the blankets next to Wooyoung. He then sits up to turn the light back on.

"Baby, do you still have the plug in?" Yunho asks, confused, and Wooyoung would laugh if he wasn't so tired.

"Yes, you told me to leave it in, Daddy." He says softly, then buries his face in the blankets.

Part of him had forgotten it was there once his body had grown used to it, but most of him had had to focus all day on not reacting to it whenever it grazed against his prostate.

"Fucking hell." Yunho growls. "Such a good girl for me, Princess."

Wooyoung whimpers as the praise, squirming a little when he feels Yunho's hot gaze on him.

Yunho feels himself grow hard. He would love nothing more than to pound his baby into the bed but he knows it's been an emotional day that took a lot out of Wooyoung.

Yunho takes a deep breath and pulls the blankets back. He shifts Wooyoung's briefs down just enough to reveal his cute little bottom.

"Spread your legs a little, Baby." And Wooyoung does to make it easier to remove the plug.

Wooyoung whimpers when Yunho starts to pull the plug out after applying some fresh lube to help. Yunho shushes him and rubs his free hand over his back.

Once it's removed Yunho takes it to the ensuite to clean it in the morning then lays back down and turns off the light so they can go to sleep.

Wooyoung tries to settle in, but he suddenly feels so uncomfortable...

So empty...

So, he scoots back toward Yunho a little more and says with a small whine, "Daddy?"

"What is it, Baby?" Yunho rolls over to wrap an arm around his waist.

"Mmmmmmempty..." he mumbles, feeling embarrassed.

Yunho sucks in a breath and presses a kiss to Wooyoung's shoulder. "Daddy can fix that. Keep nice and still and you can cock warm me, alright?"

Wooyoung nods eagerly and does his best to not move while Yunho slips his semi hard cock into his waiting, still lubed hole.

Wooyoung sighs at the feeling of being full again. He feels Yunho's piercings rub all the right places and relaxes instantly. Yunho places one more kiss to the back of Wooyoung's head.

"Go to sleep, Baby Girl," He murmurs pulling a whine from Wooyoung. Yunho smirks slightly at the sound. "If you go to sleep, I promise to fuck you really good in the morning. "

Wooyoung quickly calms down and settles into sleep. He whispers a soft 'I love you' to Yunho who repeats it and then closes his eyes to sleep.

Yunho pulls Wooyoung as close as he can before falling asleep too despite the need to start thrusting into his baby.

He's the first to wake up in the morning. And oh, what a glorious morning it is.

Neither one of them had moved, so he's still buried deep within Wooyoung's precious body, who is still sleeping soundly.

Yunho takes a moment to listen for movement in the rest of the house before he slowly slides a hand up to cover Wooyoung's mouth.

Then he applies a little more lube and starts to rock his hips. Slow and steady. Savoring the drag of his cock against Wooyoung's walls.

Yunho hisses when Wooyoung instinctively begins to squeeze around him. Wooyoung starts waking up and when he does Yunho feels him startle at his mouth being covered and tries to pull out of the grip. Yunho tightens his hold on the sub.

"Shh, Baby Girl. Don't want to get caught, do you?"

Wooyoung relaxes into Yunho's arms as he keeps thrusting. He moans into the hand covering his mouth and tries to rock back into the thrust. But Yunho has such a tight grip on him it's hard to move.

"Good girl. You held me all night in your sweet little pussy and now you're taking me so well," Yunho whispers into his ear.

Wooyoung feels Yunho roll them so he is squished into the mattress with Yunho on top of him, rolling his hips deeper into him.

Wooyoung tries to tell himself that he'd be okay waking up like this every morning.

Trapped against the mattress. Totally trapped by Yunho's larger frame. A hand, or anything, clamped over his mouth to keep him quiet...

He feels so damn good already, he's afraid he'd come any second.

But even with the hand over his mouth, Wooyoung feels like he's still just so loud, because Yunho squeezes his face harder, but he can't help it.

Each roll of Yunho's hips is so perfect. He can fell every inch of Yunho's large cock filling him over and over. He even thinks he can feel the bulge in his stomach pressing into the mattress.

He clenches down on Yunho's dick again and hears him hiss in his ear. Yunho picks up the pace and Wooyoung's eyes roll to the back of his head at his prostate being abused. With a muffled scream he comes against the sheets.

Yunho thrust a few more times before he too is coming deep inside Wooyoung. They pant for a moment before Yunho pulls out and stands to walk into the closet. He comes back out a minute later in a tank top and sweatpants.

He sits on the bed near Wooyoung. "Go shower, Baby. I'm going to fix breakfast. I'm sure your parents are going to be up soon."

Wooyoung nods his head. Yunho leans down to place a kiss on his lips and then Wooyoung watches him get up and walk out of their room closing the door behind him.

When Wooyoung is finally feeling up to leaving bed, once the fuzzy feeling in his brain left, he showers quickly, gets dressed, and makes his way down to the kitchen.

And just in time.

He walks in to see Yunho cringing as he tries to flip a pancake that Wooyoung can clearly see is burned on the bottom.

"Yah!! What happened?!" Wooyoung rushes forward to push him out of the way to make sure nothing else bad occurred.

"I looked away for two seconds and it burned," Yunho pouts.

When Wooyoung turns to scold him, he couldn't help but laugh at his boyfriend. The six-foot giant covered in tattoos is pouting over a burnt pancake and he looks so cute.

"What else have you done?" Wooyoung asks, his smile growing wider.

"I made muffins. Seonghwa's special muffins."

Wooyoung looks at Yunho, confused. "What makes them special?"

Yunho laughs. "Believe it or not, it's honey and coconut."

"Huh." Wooyoung gives an impressed nod. "Are you sure they are edible??"

"You make it sound like I'm not capable of cooking and feeding myself! I've done just fine the past several years!" Yunho lunges forward to grab Wooyoung around the waist, attacking his sides.

Wooyoung shrieks, tossing his head back and laughing while trying to free himself. "N-No!!! S-Stop!!!" He cries.

Yunho starts laughing along with him and continues his assault.

Then they pull apart when they hear someone clear their throat. Wooyoung turns to see his mother watching with an amused smile.

"You two are very cute together but if you wake up your dad this early, he will not be pleased." She says, raising one eyebrow.

Wooyoung giggles at his mom. "Sorry Mama. I'm so used to not being with you all the time."

In this time Yunho has poured a cup of coffee and walked over to hand it to Wooyoung's mom. She took it with a warm smile and watches her son get back to cooking with a clingy boyfriend beside him.

"What would you like to do today?" Wooyoung asks, glancing over his shoulder.

"Your father and I were thinking about doing one of those double decker bus tours, just so we can see some of the major landmarks."

"Oh! I haven't done one of those yet!" Wooyoung looks up at Yunho with big eyes.

The older can't help but smile back. "You go have fun. Unfortunately, I have a regular today who is not in town very often so I can't reschedule the appointment."

Mrs. Jung hums sadly. "That's too bad, we'll miss you."

"Well at least now you can spend quality time with your son." Yunho sends a smile to the woman. She's a great mom. Yunho wishes his parents were a bit kinder like Wooyoung's parents are.

Yunho helps Wooyoung finish preparing the food and sets the table for everyone to eat while Mrs. Jung goes upstairs to wake her husband.

"I hate that you can't join us today." Wooyoung says sadly.

"Don't be sad, Baby. Think of it as a family day. Your spending time with your parents after so long. Enjoy it and I will be here when you get home," Yunho replies sweetly.

"Fine," Wooyoung pouts. "But we are dropping you off at the shop before we go!"

"Deal." Yunho presses a kiss to the side of his head.

They do just that and it was a lot harder than Wooyoung thought it would be to say goodbye.

But he eventually forces himself to leave and follow his parents so they can take a tour of the city.

Though he does turn and wave several times, and Yunho stays outside until they turn a corner and leave his sight, his heart already aching at the thought of being apart from his boy.