Baekhyun's POV two weeks later
The acute mugginess and stickiness of the air hits him the moment they get out of the airport, it's as close as it was on their honeymoon. Not that they should expect a reprieve living in northern Asia, the whole continent suffers with what could only be described as waking in a hot bath, accept now instead of the smell of tropical sunscreen and the salty sea air it's the city's pollution that fills his nostrils. The long walk to Chanyeol's car stifling for more then just the stuffy air, their every move is being watched by the clicking of media cameras, he's chosen not to have his implants so high today but the cameras that's sound like clicking crickets can even be heard through his muted aids. His loving husband must know he's uncomfortable as he's moved slightly forward to shield him, making sure his arm is there rest for him to cling to like the spider monkey he is.

Pangs  of additional sadness fills him when he realises tonight there will be no magical seafront dinner under the swaying of palm trees and twinkling stars. It will be a take out and cuddles on their sofa, their amazing extended honeymoon is well and truly over.

Baekhyun can feel the heat on his cheeks at what they mainly did on their honeymoon, yes they did see some amazing sights but most of it he spent on his back, with his amazing sex god of a husband between his legs, making him make all kinds of noises he didn't know he could.

Flashbacks of their massive shared bathtub where he first learned what it was like to ride his husband, the lounge set on their balcony where he could be as vocal as he liked. The very first time he was taken from behind and on all fours, still remains the highlight of their trip, how they came to such an animalistic romp is still fuzzy, he's positive it was a result of the cocktails at sunset. What he does remember of that night is his orgasm, he's never cum so hard before, and all without his own manhood being touched to edge him over that cliff of desire. His orgasm was all down to the power of Chanyeol's hypnotic almost feral thrusts, it felt like it was the first time Chanyeol truly let go of his resolve to always be gentle. He himself loved it, he came so hard and so powerfully floating in a haze of lust and love, he was rendered blind for a moment, every part of his body pulsed with that endless euphoria. A euphoria so strong it forced him to fall down on to the bed covered in his endless own sticky orgasm, shaking as the force of his orgasm made every centimetre of skin tingle and blaze in a feeling unlike any thing else. Memories of that night still make his skin buzz and his stomach burn, and certainly not something he can share with his parents or Chanyeol's.

What ever he's thinking about is soon stop the moment he feels Chanyeol slip his arm out of his grasp, confused as to why he's not allowed to cling on like the monkey he's been doing for the last thirty minutes. All is made clear when his darling husband wraps the arm he was clinging too around his back drawing him ever closer as the flashes of the cameras and their white lights get brighter as they try to cross the road to the valet parking. His irrational hatred of all things related to those nosy cameras paling into insignificance as he manages to catch the words his husband whispers into his ears.

"I can tell from the sweet flush on your cheeks your thinking about that night last week kitten!"

Baekhyun can tell from the way his husband's shoulders are shaking that he's trying hard to laugh at the face hes surely making. He has no doubt his famous pout is back on his face, it's not really a night he's going to forget any time soon. Not so long ago his prior inexperienced self would absolutely be beyond embarrassed, at the way he's acted the last few weeks. It's enthralling to finally feel the confidence he's been missing for all his life, he can't help but feel empowered at his new found sensuality too. Something he's sure his whole body language has demanded more of, the need for each other he hopes doesn't die down anytime soon.

Not wanting to voice out what they have just been discussing, he moves his hands in a familiar dance they will never forget. I won't deny what I was thinking, I'd like to experience that again one day, now before you say I need to rest and relax I've been doing that for the last couple of weeks

Smiling when he feels a kiss to the top of his head, he knows what that means his amazing older experienced husband has understood and will indulge him with what ever he wants. I love you so much dear husband!

"I love you too kitten, we have something more important to discuss before anything like that."

"Really and what is that!" Baekhyun loves that his husband skips a step at every time he hears his soft stilted voice, when he decided to use his words instead of his hands"

"The most important decision your going to make today kitten, galbatang and hot stone rice or your favourite braised chicken. Both of which I can pick up on our way back home or do I even need to ask!"

"You don't need to ask my love!"

"Spicy braised chicken it is, now let me perform my husbandly duties and pack the trunk you go get that ac working and yes I pre set it so it's not to cold!" Baekhyun smiles before kissing Chanyeol softly on the lips nodding in agreement to do as suggested. Thankfully the clatter of those pesky cameras are not let in the gates of this parking lot. He and Chanyeol are not celebrities and don't need to be treated like they are. It was enough to have his life splashed across the papers when they were dating, his disability so cruelly exposed to all the world.

A spike of terror fills his body at the flashback he sees in the reflection of the window, he will never forgot how cruel that man was. The man whom almost broke the heart of the man he loves with his dangerous actions, closing his eyes briefly he's never been more relieved to remember that cockroach is somewhere in a padded cage. A cage he will never leave if the Parks have their way, it calms him to know he won't get dragged out of bed or hit by a car anytime soon. It's only when he opens his eyes to see the blur of the street lights does he realise they have left the airport. Their magical exotic honeymoon is well and truly over.

One hour later
Baekhyun can't help but smile when Chanyeol's Porsche swings into their open air carport outside their luxury townhouse. A townhouse that has been far to quiet the last few months whilst Chanyeol has been busy slaying in the courtroom. Thankfully he has had plenty to keep him occupied whilst he missed his platinum haired Adonis, he can't wait for winter to use the traditional fireplace he had made In their formal lounge. A lounge he was lucky enough to decorate any way he wanted, at his husband's insistence. Then Chanyeol had gleefully advised him money was no object but he didn't over do it. Baekhyun had painted their main reception lounge in soft raspberry and plums tones, the cherry blossom painting one he created from scratch just for them especially, makes the room pop so much against the crushed berry tones. One thing he can't wait to do is sit on the baby soft velvet sofa that replaced Chanyeol's original Italian leather sofa and cuddle with his love.

The renovated space comes complete with a set of modern grey arm chairs ready for when they have parents over to show them how far he's come with cooking. A formal dinning area of bronze and olive green awaiting their next feast stands at the back of the lounge. Ready for Dinners with their parents and discussions about what they have missed whilst they were away. Baekhyun knows all that can wait for a few more days. He has no doubt Chanyeol's phone will be constantly vibrating the moment he turns it on back on, if it's not already back on that is. Turning around he watches his husband bring in their bags, he's worried his glorious man is going to burn out if he's not careful. Perhaps he can make arrangements with Sehun and Jongdae for them all to have a power down beak hour every other week. It will do them all some good really, and he can make it all the more sweeter with matcha croissants from café paradise.

Chanyeol's POV
Happy to leave his kitten in the lounge and their luggage in the hallway, he sneaks into their massive kitchen to sort out bowls and drinks for their supper. Chanyeol inhales deeply and manages to catch wafts of lemon and mint and grapefruit from the unused candles his kitten insisted they have for the kitchen. The American style kitchen that got a mini overhaul whilst he slaved away over the case of the decade. The white glossy kitchen has been overhauled to a luxury charcoal and cream masterpiece, complete with casual space for their more intimate dinners. The guest power rooms all have been updated, the attic space a haven for all his kittens amazing art works. One of the bedrooms has been turned to a gym. The second a library leaving them with two guest suites and their own top floor suite.

Guilt fills him at how lonely his beautiful kitten must have been over the six months he's been a slave to his craft. However he's seriously impressed with the overhaul of their Luxury townhouse the once plain magnolia empty shell has been transformed. All down to his brilliant talented husband, in fact he may suggest interior design as a possible career now his brave young kitten has the tools needed to communicate. Another thing of guilt fills him at what his darling boy has endured in his life, a pull of anger simmers in his chest when he remembers most of this has been at the hand of Adum Wu.

The ghosts of that evil cockroach's cruelty still haunt his kitten, despite how much he tries to hide it. He's been there watching as every nightmare takes a hold of his delicate kitten. There every time those nightmares make his small kitten scream out, his safe embrace only seconds away. He knows the only thing that will calm Baekhyun in the throes of a nightmare are his arms and the way he ever so gently holds his hand over his kittens rapid heartbeat. He's just grateful that his kitten doesn't recall his night terrors, or fractured cries, shaking away the anger he still harbours to both Adam and Kris. He quickly grabs the bowls and quickly plates up their favourite steaming braised chicken and a plate for the spicy kimchi Mandu they agreed to indulge in.

It's only when he turns to head back to his kitten does he spy his iPhone, he promised himself and his kitten that he would totally detach from his corporate life whilst they have been away. Something he surprisingly found all to easy to do, now though he's sure his clients have driven Jongdae barmy with their demands. Perhaps it's time to have A discussion with his partner over their budget for junior staff and interns, god know they all could use a break and it would be nice to hand off cars that don't really need him to their mid level teams. Shaking his head technically and physically he's back in Seoul but he's determined not to have his phones incessantly vibrating state disturb this peaceful honeymoon bubble.

Nope not tonight, now he just has to control the part of his anatomy that always wants to be buried deep in his kitten hot tight walls to control itself too. Chanyeol smiles not that he's been able to control any of his urges on their honeymoon, pleasurable zings zip through his body as vision of his beautiful kitten on his back,in the throes of an orgasm fill his eyes. His shy little kitten has had the ultimate metamorphosis over their three week break in the sun. His kitten still gets shy, but has discovered just how alluring his sensuality is, it's something that he himself can not get enough of.  The blush always remains on his cheeks but the way his kittens confidence in his body has soared makes him feel so proud, proud to of witnessed and be a part of.

As much as he would like to lay his kitten out on their bed and watch him come undone, just by his own hands must wait tonight. His kitten is exhausted from travelling and needs a break from his constant need for intimacy. Tonight it will all be about comfort food and watching some mindless show with subtitles, he knows his kitten still struggles with the pace of shows without the subtitles and knows those implants will be on the quietest setting as some plane noises just aggravate his kittens sensitive hearing. Whilst his body constantly simmers with the arousal and need for his kitten, tonight it's about take out trash tv and cuddles as they fall asleep. He can totally do this as he grabs the bowls for their dinner, all thoughts of his phone abandoned as he makes his way back to the lounge.

Three hours later
Chanyeol is bought out of his concentration when he hears the cutest snore coming from beside him, it instantly stops him from being so absorbed in a historical document to find a scene that melts his heart. His adorable kitten wrapped up in a fluffy blanket curled into a massive raspberry pink silk cushion. Smiling he can't help himself, as he moves a wayward strand of his kitten's beautiful deep auburn silky soft curls away from his forehead. Almost busting into giggles at the adorable whimper his kitten makes, if he had his phone he would snap a picture but it's in the kitchen where it will remain until he's ready to face the onslaught of messages and emails. Turning to the clock on the mantle piece he can see that it's much later then he thought it would be.

Definitely time for his delicate kitten to be sleeping more comfortably in their bed, getting to his feet he stretches out and ever so gently places his arms behind Baekhyun's knees and back. Not at all surprised to see his kitten burrow into him like he's finding treasure, Chanyeol smiles with pride knowing his kitten unconsciously seeks him out. With his precious cargo safe in his arms he slowly ascends the double fi light of stairs to their master suite. Making a mental note to get more protein in their diet, his kitten has always been petite but feels far to light in his arms.

Entering their suite he slowly bends his knees so he is able flick back the duvet with his elbow, thank the gods he works out and Baekhyun is so petite and he works out because he isn't getting any younger. Then gently places his darling husband on the soft rich cotton sheets,those cute kitten snores a sure sign Baekhyun will be sleeping through the night. Before taking off the slouch pants his kitten wears he's quick to pull the curtains to the double fronted floor to celling windows, and turns on his own bedside lamp so he can read the last few chapters of his book, and watch over his sleeping kitten for a bit longer to ensure no nightmares.

With the curtains pulled he now makes a move to remove the slouch pants his kitten wears to make him more comfortable. He almost succeeds to do it with out waking his kitten up when a loud banging even makes him jump, "Chanyeol!"

"Shh baby go back to sleep!" To ensure his kitten is comfortable he gently strokes the tips of his fingers over his kitten's cheek, a thrill of arousal he swiftly ignores when he sees Baekhyun smile sleepily and burrow into under the covers to keep warm. He swears he hears a knocking in the distance, which helps to remind him to touch base with the enclosures community security team for their schedule as he suspects it's the patrol team he can hear knocking about outside.

Thinking no more of it, he heads to wash up himself , making a mental note to book in that spa downtown they love as a treat to sooth their sun kisses skin. When the next bang sounds close enough to make his bones shake, this time the banging is much closer. So close it sound like it was their front door, it's after 10pm and knows whom ever it is has clearance at the gate to be allowed in. A little bit annoyed that who ever it is can't get the hint that they wish for their honeymoon bubble to continue just that little bit longer.

Clearly who eve it is has a death wish, as the knock knock knock hasn't stopped. In a minute they will wake up his kitten and he really needs his rest, groaning at having to deal with however is pounding his door he takes the stairs two at time. He shouldn't be so grumpy as it could be their parents and through the fog of tiredness he doesn't know he has knows the endless knocking could be something important. 

Reaching the door he's not all guilty that's it with more force then he should use, only to come face to face with his business partner Kim Jongdae. He doesn't even get to utter a hello or what are you ding hear before his friend is flouncing into his home with a flair only he can possess as he exclaims "I know you've been home a couple of hours would it kill you to turn on your phone!"

"Hello to you too!" Chanyeol follows his right hand man in to the kitchen, a feeling of annoyance filling him if his workaholic best friend is here to talk about anything that's related to work, not urgent and not life threatening. In fact he's not even going to entertain small talk when he could be upstairs watching over his delicate kitten. "Chennie, not that I'm not happy to see you handsome face. I mean this in the best way possible but why are you here?"

"Well if you turn on your phone you would know!"

"Well considering I've not heard from Sehun, I'm going to assume my parents are ok!" Chanyeol is very much trying not to loose any of his patience and just demand answers but this man is as important as Baekhyun and the last thing he wants is too offend him.

"Their fine yes, so are the Byun's, Sehun is too busy being balls deep in Baekhyun's brother to be of any use and I didn't want you to see it in the news!"

Chanyeol's is well used to his best friends antics and isn't surprised to see him help him self to the scotch from the decanter on the kitchen island, he just isn't really in the mood to play guess the dilemma tonight. "I know your here because it's clearly important enough to not wait until my return to the office tomorrow!"

"I'm sorry it such a sucky return to reality but I'd didn't want you to see what's going on so perhaps it's a good idea your phone is off. Just tell me how has Baekhyun been has he been his usual adorable self?"

"Ok now I'm starting to freak out, what is going on!"

"Kris Wu is finished with his rehab, but was spotted at the airport getting on a plane to America! Now before you start saying anything we did check to see if he was heading to a different rehab centre!"

"Chen you and I both know there is only one reason he would head to the states, please tell me his flight isn't to where I think it's going!"

"I'm sorry Chanyeol it was confirmed he was boarding a flight to New York!"

Chanyeol feels nothing but a sudden white hot rage takes over his body, at the bomb that's been dropped, his bones feel so hot that he could slice through the glass like a knife would butter. This is no mere coincidence and before he can control himself, his arm swipes across the side of breakfast bar as he roars out his anger. Not caring that he knocks down the vase of flowers innocently standing there. He can feel all sort of emotions bubbling in the surface and he can tell from Jongdae's face that Kris Wu being in America is no coincidence.

"Chanyeol!"

Not that he can demand to know anything else  when the soft stilted voice of Angel calling his name melts whatever anger is coursing through his veins.

Hello my lovelies,

I am so so sorry this is so so delayed, would you believe I had the hardest time trying to think of a way to create more drama for this story. It's only months after my first update have i finally come up with an idea that's going to keep you hooked and begging for more.

I really am so excited to expand this story, and explore what more I can show you and the depths of Chanyeol and Baekhyun's love. I can't wait to hear what you think.

You know me I like to add lots of detail, and below I have some photos of the townhouse and what I envision it too look like

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