It's a lovely morning.

The birds were tweeting from the treetops just when I woke up a while ago and notice how the sun is barely up the horizon. It just contented itself on showering pretty rays of orange and pink down the cities its warmth touches. I realize I was naked when I sat up, but so is Byun Baekhyun who was still sleeping deeply beside me. After tucking him in some more with a blanket, I made my way towards the bathroom and got myself cleaned up then dressed.

The heat hasn't dawned on the Byun's residence yet but the place still feels lively like a morning breeze as I went down the stairs, my hair still a little damp from the shower. There is quiet chattering when I approached the cozy dining area and I almost forgot that it's a Sunday. Which means everyone would be home.

It's Baekhyun's mother who caught sight of me first. "Hey there, sweetheart," she raised a hand and ushered me closer, "Come join us for breakfast." She's still wearing a red satin robe with roses and lilies embroidered on it as she held a cup of coffee in one hand. Baek-bom is there, too, and so is their father. They're all still dressed in pajamas. I gave myself a quick scan— I'm again wearing the shirt and jogger pants from last night. Well, I guess I'm dressed okay.

"Good morning," I greeted everyone as I made my way towards the dining table.

"I'm making coffee," Baek-bom called from the kitchen counter. "You want yours what?"

"Black is fine with me, thanks," I said as I sat on a chair and take in the sight of all the food. I rarely share breakfast with my future in-laws and if I'm guessing it right, this is only the third time. It feels kinda weird but nice at the same time. "You guys are up early," I commented with a smile as I took a toast from a plate. "It's only six in the morning."

Baekhyun's mother giggled. "We could say the same to you, Chanyeol," she gave me a look. "Considering you must be really tired from last night, dear."

I almost choke on my food. "W-What—" Blood rushed to my face in an instant and I could barely hear Baek-bom's laughing as he placed the coffee beside my plate. All I could think about now is what Baekhyun and I did last night and how loud we must have been for his parents to be hearing us. "Oh, god—" I looked at Baekhyun's parents apologetically. "I'm really sorry— We didn't mean to be so—"

And then Baekhyun's father started laughing and he slapped me on the shoulder wholeheartedly. "We're just messing with you, son," he chuckled. Then he raised an eyebrow at me. "But we didn't know you did anything close to that last night until you suddenly started blushing and all."

What.

Baek-beom raised his hand from across the table. "I did, though," he muttered casually. "I was walking by their room."

My gaze sharpened. "No you didn't," I'm ready to throw bread at him.

"I did!" he exclaims. "Baekhyun was shouting something like 'Dande' or 'Dad—'"

"Hi, everyone."

Oh, thank god.

We all looked in unison at Byun Baekhyun who just entered the room, still with his bed hair and drool. He gave us a quick wave and tried to give a small smile but I seriously bet he is still half-asleep. Just look at those droopy eyes which don't even open halfway. My fiancé is wearing an overly large white turtleneck sweater that goes pass his hands and blue furry pajamas that are basically touching the floor. He pushed the turtleneck further up his chin as he approached the seat beside me and almost immediately wrapped his hands around my waist. Baekhyun rested his head on my shoulder and closed his eyes, as if the sleep he got is not really enough.

See. I told you.

"You woke up early," he whispered against my ear. "Why did you wake up so early, love?"

"Um," I don't really know how to act since his whole family is watching us right now. My face feels red hot, too. "I'm sorry, babe," I whispered back and turned to look at him so I could kiss his forehead. "Did you get up because of me?"

"Yeah," Baekhyun yawned, his eyes still close. "You weren't there so I went looking for you."

I chuckled. "I'm having breakfast with your family," I gave them a shy glance and mouthed an I'm sorry for a reason I don't really know. Maybe for the uncalled PDA so early in the morning. "You want to sleep again, babe? I'll send you back."

Baekhyun's mother looked between me and her son. "Hey, darling, are you okay?" she asked my fiancé. "Are you sick? Are you feeling cold?"

"No," Baekhyun breathes as he tightened his hug around me. "Just tired."

She seemed unconvinced. "But why are you wearing such thick clothes, dear?"

My fiancé pouts like he remembered something unlikable. "My body's covered in hick—"

"Look, Baek!" I exclaimed, stopping him from saying anything that might make his parents condemn me, and right now, I swear the only reason Baek-bom can't finish his coffee is because of all the laughter he's been trying to keep at bay. "It's your favorite cucumber soup!" I tried to get my fiancé's attention. Completely random, I know, but I can't just watch my fiancé announcing how I covered his body with kiss marks and grip marks just because I can't stop myself from fcking him last night. Yeah, I know. His parents know about our very active sex life— But still.

Baekhyun lifted his face just so he could look at me dead in the eyes. He completely ignored the sad cucumber soup and unthinkingly gripped the collar of my shirt. "My butt hurts," he deadpanned and I swear I heard his mother gasp. "I really feel so sore, babe. Aren't you going to take responsibility?"

Baek-beom burst out laughing. I don't even want to know how my future in-laws are looking.

I turned to my fiancé, red face and all. I pinch his cheeks gently between my fingers and gave his forehead a peck. "You know I love you so much, right?" I muttered under my breath so only him could hear. "But sometimes, you make me just want to kill myself." And I swear in that moment, I was sincerely hoping the ground would swallow me whole.

Last night...

"How about you continue calling me baby..." Byun Baekhyun purred seductively. " And I... Will call you daddy."

I barely understood what my fiancé meant that moment. My head is throbbing and my mind is a mess of cloud and fog, holding me back from thinking clearly. So when Baekhyun's lips captured mine and started kissing me hungrily, it took me a few seconds to actually realize what is happening. With a groan, I kissed him back a few times before gripping his well-toned arms and gently pushed him away.

"Baby..." I pant then licked my bottom lip. As if the action could help me gather my wits. "I— I don't think I could be gentle if we do it now." That was supposed to be a warning. But I don't know why my fiancé's eyes blazed with desire the very moment the words left my lips.

"It's fine..." Baekhyun is already breathless and he keeps pushing his body against mine. "I can handle it..." I raised my eyes and gazed into my fiancé's hazel brown ones. They are deep and seem to stare pass me— they're quite glassy and watery. His eyelids are droopy, too, and I don't think he could handle the rest of the night fcking and screaming with him being this drunk and all. And to be perfectly honest, I'm not that in control tonight, too. I had too much to drink.

Baekhyun shrugged off my hold around him and he bit his lip as he moved to face me. He gently held my face in his hands before planting another soft kiss on my lips. "Please, daddy," he murmured against my lips. "Won't you fck me?"

I swallowed loudly.

Being with Byun Baekhyun for more than nine years allowed me to explore different aspects and things about myself— I never really appreciate traveling until I met him. Never really fancy eating out or waiting in line for movies until I had someone I could share stories and kisses with. I never really like pets until Baek took Peanut and Rain in and realize how much I love those guys.

And well, same goes for our sex life. I never really considered kink as fun... Until my gorgeous fiancé made me realize everything is appealing, everything is sexy and tempting, if he's the one doing it. It's not that we like trying out something new. Sometimes, we just end up doing it, and we don't realize we're actually enjoying it until it's over and we'll mutter something like, 'Let's do that again.' Byun Baekhyun has too much energy and ideas, I had to keep up.

Right now, I don't know why that word— which isn't supposed to be kinky— is making me groan inwardly. Baekhyun says it in a way that makes me feel like I'm in control of everything. That he's submissive and I have my hand wrapped around his throat... In a way he likes. It's seriously driving me crazy. "Baby," I whispered as I started to push Baekhyun down onto the floor. He parts his mouth and I swear I could make out his tongue licking the inside of his lips, waiting. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I could reign it in tonight." And with that, I swooped in and kissed him full on the lips. It immediately turned rough, and I could feel his teeth clashing with mine with none of us really willing to pull back any sooner. Baekhyun's carpeted floor is warm and furry and I could feel him arching his back as I wrapped one strong arm around his waist.

We continued kissing and Baekhyun feels so needy and desperate as he moaned and slipped his tongue between my lips. I did the same, licking the roof of his mouth and the inside of his cheeks. My fiancé shivered under my touch and with trembling fingers, he traveled his palms from my biceps and up my neck and hair. With a groan, I used my other hand to reach down towards Baekhyun's legs. They are soft and warm, the skin feeling like feather under my palms. I can't help but reminisce the feel of them under my lips— The kissing... sucking... nibbling... I pushed his legs apart so I could settle between them. In an instant, my fiancé wrapped his thighs around me, as if feeling my hardening c*ck against his tummy is not enough for him. He grinds his hips against mine and I could almost feel the wetness starting to seep through his thin short-shorts.

I am already rock hard with just a few kisses, and grinding and feeling Baekhyun's hardening d*ck pushing against my groin is not helping me stay calm. I'm losing control. That's a fact. The arm wrapped around Baek's body moved to slip under his thin pink shirt. My skin is warm, and so is my fiancé's. But I don't know why he continued shivering and moaning with every touch I give him. I caress the inside of his thigh with my other palm, my fingers occasionally slipping under his shorts and trying to tease under his briefs. I tried to reach further up, the tip of my index feeling for the hem of his underwear. But my eyes shot open when I realized he's not wearing any. I pulled back and stared incredulously at my fiancé. His lips are swollen and his cheeks are burning red. "I'm going crazy, baby," I groaned, my fingers reaching deeper under his shorts until I could feel the familiar wetness of precome dripping from the tip of his bare c*ck. It twitched when I grazed the head and Baekhyun let out a sexy gasp through his wet lips. His hold around my hair tightened.

"Please, daddy..." he purrs, pulling me in.

I smirked. Then I pinned his d*ck between my index and middle finger, making Baekhyun gasp loudly. The inside of his shorts provided minimal space, but I managed. Leaning forward, I suckled unto Baekhyun's lower lip, his heavy breathing washing through my face. He gripped my hair and then my shoulders, pulling me ever so close.

"Call me that again," I whispered between kisses. "Hm, baby?"

"Dadd-- OH!" I pressed my thumb firmly against the tip of his c*ck. Baekhyun's whole body quivered and he let out another sweet gasp. "Ohhh, fck!" He moaned as I started encircling the glans with the pad of my thumb. It's already slippery with all the creamy come coming out. I captured Baekhyun's lips again and we kissed like two people too hungry to stop. I can barely breathe, but the feel of his sexy mouth sucking my tongue and my lips is making me not want to stop. My fingers continued playing with my fiancé's d*ck, knowing perfectly well the most sensitive places. The tip didn't miss any attention, I kept pressing and sliding my thumb against it, waiting for that twitching whenever Baekhyun is about to come. When Baekhyun gripped my shoulders tightly, with his breath hitching in his throat, I quickly abandoned his c*ck and looked down to realize his shorts are too skimpy for his erection. The head is already poking out of the hem.

"I'm removing this sht," I muttered breathless, as I reached down and unzipped his shorts. Baekhyun helped get them off his milky white legs and out of the way. His shirt followed immediately and my eyes are then again blessed with the sight of his naked body.

Yeah, sure, my brain is clouded and my judgement right now is definitely flawed. But that doesn't mean I do not recognize beauty when I see one. Byun Baekhyun isn't exactly chiseled or broad-shouldered like me. He's more petite and small and slender. I could see he's been working out-- His arms are more toned and I could see the faint outline of abs starting to appear. But I still love the soft curve of his waist and the flat stomach that seem to tighten whenever I ran my palms against it. I abandoned playing with his c*ck so I could hold him by the waist with both hands, caressing his skin from the sides of his chest to his hips. He feels perfect and sexy and utterly beautiful. Even if I close my eyes, I know it's him I am holding.

Baekhyun squirmed a little from my hold but he watches me with unwavering eyes as I traveled my gaze all over his body, like I'm seeing him for the very first time. My palms achingly caressed his feathersoft skin, from his neck and down below, my palms gliding over the smooth surface and marveling at the sight. I rested my hands on either sides of his waist and looked up at him. Baekhyun is still watching me with a small smile.

"You're gorgeous," I murmured as I leaned in and gave his forehead a kiss. "You're so stunningly beautiful, baby."

I heard my fiancé giggle weakly. "What are you gonna do now?"

I kissed his temple. "What do you want me to do?" I whispered huskily. I traveled my kisses to the side of his face, my lips reaching his ear. Baekhyun squirmed. Delighted.

"That tickles," he laughs.

I gripped his waist more tightly now. "What do you want me to do, babe?" I licked his cheek. "Tell me."

Baekhyun's giggles faded into a sigh and he tilted his head to one side so he could capture my lips again. We kissed and our tongues glided along each other, sucking noises and groans filling my ears. "Fck me," Baekhyun gasp as he catches his breath. "Fck me, daddy."

With a small smirk, I kissed him down to his neck, my lips leaving love marks all over the creamy white skin. I reached up and brushed Baekhyun's cheek briskly, just before dipping a finger to his welcoming mouth. My fiancé sucked on my thumb hungrily and he even took hold of my wrist, running his wet tongue all over my fingers as I traveled my kisses downwards his body. I took one nipple into mouth the moment it touched my lips. I sucked unto the perked up nub and the sensation seemed to motivate Baekhyun with the sucking he is doing. He let out a groan, squirming and grinding his hips against my body again.

"Thirsty..." Baek moaned as he continued sucking unto my fingers, saliva dripping from the sides of his lips. It was wrong for me to look at him though, because the moment I did, I immediately felt my pants tighten even more. My fiancé looks so hot, I can barely hold it. His brown locks are disheveled and his blushing skin glistening with sweat. His eyes are halfway close but they are so alive and dark and piercing.

"Damn it," I hissed, gripping Baekhyun's chin and forcing him to stop sucking. He gave out a muffled cry when I pulled my fingers out his mouth. After giving his nipples quick sucks and leaving his chest decorated in hickeys, I sat up and reached for the waistband of my pants. My front is bulging and throbbing. My c*ck is begging to be freed. Baekhyun tried to get up on his elbows as he watched me, still with those droopy eyes and perfect face. His gaze is locked on mine as he wiped spit with the back of his hand, and I watched him lick his lower lip the moment I pulled out my c*ck from the cramped space of my boxers. I let out a groan as I wrapped my hand around the shaft, stroking it.

Baekhyun tilted his head back a little and gave a small sly smile. "Oh, aren't you big, daddy?" he murmurs, his index finger reaching up to trail his swollen lips.

I continued fapping my d*ck and cocked my head to one side. "If I'm so big, why don't you open those pretty legs and let daddy have his way with you, hm, baby?"

"Hm-hm," my fiancé moaned inwardly and he playfully pushed his legs further apart. His own c*ck is fully erect and the pink puckered asshole is inviting me in. With one hand still playing with my d*ck, I used the other one to reach down Baekhyun's hole and didn't waste any time. I pushed my index finger inside. It slipped in rather smoothly and Baekhyun gave out a slight gasp. His legs trembled and flexed, but I didn't stop. I started pushing my finger in and out slowly, matching the pace with the way I am stroking my length. I don't have to tell Baekhyun to relax and breathe and just fcking take me in. He knows it and he seems to be enjoying every bit of it.

Baek tried to sit up more as I continued playing with his hole. He watched me finger-fck him, his hooded eyes watching my finger slide in and then out. When I started to insert a second digit inside, Baekhyun bit his lower lip and groaned. "Oh, so good..." he moaned, a dizzy smile splitting his face. "It feels so good, daddy." He looked up at me for a second. Just quick enough to let me see the hunger in his eyes. The longing. The lust. I scissored him open with my fingers and Baek watched, eyes unwavering and firm. He suckled his own bottom lip, the way he does when he's kissing me.

"Baby..." I hissed as I fastened my paces-- stroking my d*ck and fingering his asshole. "Come closer..."

It took my fiancé one look into my lust-covered eyes to realize what I wanted. Without thinking, he grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me in for another kiss. We kissed and moaned against each other's lips, tongues licking anywhere they could reach. The sweet cavern of his mouth is warm and welcoming and I don't want to pull away. I let out a low growl from deep within my throat just as Baekhyun hungrily sucked on my bottom lip and lick the saliva off my chin. He kissed me again, and that's when I pulled my fingers out his ass.

For a second, Baekhyun stiffened, but when he felt the head of my c*ck pushing against his asshole, I felt his fingers dig unto my shoulders. "Fck--" he gasped, face crumpling into a look of pain and pleasure. "Yes-- Ohhh..." He pulled me in again for another kiss and I had to hold his legs further apart as I entered deep into his asshole.

"Fck, Byun Baekhyun," I groaned, feeling his hot and wet hole all around my d*ck. "You're so fcking tight, baby..." Just a little more. Just a few more inches. I pulled out a little and moved to push my c*ck even further. Baekhyun continued to moan against my lips and I continued meeting his kisses. They are needy and warm and wet. With another thrust, I am already buried to the hilt, and both Baekhyun and I gave out a satisfied groan.

"You're so big, daddy," Baekhyun has this weak smile on his face.

"I know," I hissed and without another pushed Baekhyun back on the floor. He gasped when his back hit the carpet.

Baek's eyes went wide. "Wait--"

But I don't think I could wait any further. With a growl, I started fcking Baekhyun hard and fast. I grabbed his legs by the knees and pushed them up against his chest. His asshole tightened immediately and I smirked down at him, watching him squeeze his eyes shut. My hips bucked, hitting the right spots and making Baekhyun tear up with pleasure. "You feel so good, baby," I groaned as I gave one hard thrust and hit Baekhyun's prostate. Bullseye.

"YES!" Baekhyun cried out, his eyes rolling to the back of his head in bliss. "Ah! Yes, daddy!" He grabbed the carpet under him, his knuckles going red as he gripped hard at anything. "Ah! Fck, yes!" I pounded into him, groaning deep within my throat as I rammed my d*ck into his wet hole. "Ah! Harder, daddy!" Baekhyun screamed and I did as he asked. I thrust harder and faster. "Fck!" he started to cry and that's when I realized he's coming. The orgasm hit Baekhyun hard and he let out one long moan as semen spurts out from his c*ck.

Without waiting for him to calm down, I pushed Baekhyun to his side and went to lie beside him. I hooked one arm around his waist and started fcking him again. I don't think I'm stopping any sooner. "Fcking sht, Baek," I moaned against his shoulder, my hips bucking uncontrollably. I rammed my d*ck into him forcefully, ignoring his trembling body and the nails digging into my skin.

"Oh fck!" Baekhyun cried out with every d*cking. "Fck! Fck! Fck!" He gasped and squirmed as I fcked him, and I contented myself on feeling his tight asshole wrap around my c*ck, sucking me in, as I kissed and licked his neck.

"Oh, baby..." I breathed against his ear. "You're so hot..."

Baekhyun is already crying. I thrust into him harder. "Yes, daddy!" he sobbed, saliva dripping from his lips. "Fck me more-- Ah!" With a few more ramming, I felt my fiancé's grip on my arm tightening. "I-I'm coming--" he gasped loudly. "Coming--!" A second before another string of come erupts from his d*ck, I hooked my arms under Baekhyun's and pulled him up. He is light and I effortlessly hoisted him up and to the waiting bed. The covers are warm and very much welcoming.

As soon as we both felt the silk covers against our skins, and even before Baekhyun could completely ride off his orgasm, I started fcking him again. He moved to grip the headboard of his bed and I held onto his alluring hips as I thrust deep into him. My fiancé kept calling me in that nickname and I felt my d*ck throb and twitch inside him.

I didn't stop even until his eyes are droopy from tiredness and not from lust. I didn't stop when Baekhyun came the fifth time and I did the third time.

It was a great night.

Too bad none of us remembered half of it when the morning came. 

x x x

First time writing a daddy-kink smut so I am so sorry BUT I did my best I SWEAR!

Anyways, HAPPY HOLIDAYS!