It's already been two months since Byun Baekhyun and I graduated from college and a year since we became officially engaged. However, we're not really rushing into the wedding yet since my parents and sister want it to be the grandest wedding ever, requiring at least two years of preparation. They already demanded Baekhyun and I to get our hands and minds off the wedding's preparation and leave everything to them. So my fiance and I just concentrated on our own concerns for now.

Few weeks after graduation, Baekhyun took advanced art classes at a university near their family home. We both graduated with a degree in business administration but since I'll be taking over our family's large network of companies one day, I insisted he just take art classes for his own benefit. It was my decision, but obviously his want and need.

We were having a peaceful lunch in one of the many restaurants here in Seoul two weeks after the ceremony when I blurted out the idea out of nowhere. Baekhyun leaned across from me on the table, his chin resting on his right palm. "Art classes?" he raised a brow. "Why did you think I would like art classes?"

"I just know." I sipped from my soda and stuffed my mouth with four pieces of fries. "Besides, I am aware of how you liked teaching at my sister's school. So I think it'll be nice if you enroll into one yourself. You'll enjoy learning more than you will with teaching. I swear."

Baekhyun blushed a pretty shade of pink, probably failing in knowing how I noticed his enthusiasm every time we go there to teach. "I could just continue teaching there for a while; Help Yura-noona with the kids." he murmured. "Besides, painting and playing the piano are just hobbies." Then he frowned and reached for my face, wiping scrubs of fries from the side of my lips.

"Noona's school got a whole lot of volunteers this summer. She couldn't afford another one." I said matter-of-factly, remembering her pained expression when she realized she couldn't take Baekhyun in due to her overflowing number of workers. "And I want you learning more about your hobbies. Just... do your hobbies. I know how they make you happy."

"What about you?" Baekhyun asked as he finally started eating his burger. "What are your plans?" My fiance has this habit of separating the components of the burger before feasting on it, eating the buns first before the patty itself. The veggies go last. I watched him do so, smirking playfully at the sight.

"I'm having private lessons about our business." I answered. "It hasn't started yet but I'm already sure it won't be fun." And I can't help but narrow my eyes, glaring at the half-eaten burger in front of me.

Baekhyun frowned curiously. "And that is because...?"

A sigh escaped my lips and I leaned back on the seat. "Mom's teaching."

"Well, that'll be fun!" Baekhyun giggled, enjoying my annoyed expression. "I wonder why not let me learn more about your company instead. Two students wouldn't hurt her, would it?"

Slowly, I reached for his hand that's been resting on the table and let my fingers trail the back of his palm. His skin feels soft, his nails trimmed and clean. Baekhyun let me do so and I hooked my fingers with his. "I won't let you take those private classes because if we're already married, I don't want you working for the company." I admitted in a low voice without looking at him. "It's all stress and problems in there. I don't want you experiencing any of that."

"I also have a degree in business, you know." Baekhyun pouts. But we both know he only took those classes because of me. "I may not have been an excellent student but..."

"I know, baby." I breathed, finally looking up at him to meet the pair of most gorgeous eyes I have ever seen. They shined with the light in a breathtaking way. "But I want you to be the first one I see whenever I return home. I know it's ridiculous and childish but... You don't know how much that'll mean to me."

Baekhyun bit his lip. "I feel bad. I feel like I'm leaving you out there." I know for sure Byun Baekhyun wants to help me with whatever it is I'll be facing in the future. But I know what he wants, he may not tell me but I can see it in his eyes. I know how much he loves painting, literature, and music. And he gave all of those up just to be with me in that university. I can't let him do it again.

"You need not look after me," I chuckled, intertwining our fingers instead. "Your soon-to-be-husband is a grown man."

Baekhyun rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right."

"So you like the art classes?" I asked, giving him a knowing look. "I'll be paying for it if your parents find it inconvenient."

"I will take the classes. I would love to." he said. "But in one condition."

"What is it?"

He gave out a sigh and threw me a glare. "Do not pay for it." 

A few days later, I find myself being invited into the Byun's residence with Baekhyun's mother taking my coat herself. She's wearing a long flowery dress that reaches her ankles and a pink apron wrapped tightly around her waist. "I'm so glad you're able to come, Chanyeol." she said in a soft voice. "I could really use help right now. My youngest could be a real brat sometimes."

I grinned because what she said isn't exactly false. "Mom and I were having a discussion about sales and stuff when you called. I rushed here immediately." Reaching up, I unbuttoned the first two buttons of my navy blue long-sleeve, pulled unto my tie, and rolled the sleeves up to my elbows. Mother and I have been walking around one of our new office buildings a few hours ago and she wanted me to show up in a suit. Neither of us knew I'll end up here by the end of the day.

Mrs. Byun's hand went to cover her lips in shock and embarrassment. "Oh my dear, I didn't know you were having a lesson. Baekhyun mentioned something about that. About your business, yes?" she said. "I'm really sorry if I interrupted."

"No need to worry, Mrs. Byun." I chuckled, looking down at her with a sheepish smile. "Lesson number one is that, Byun Baekhyun comes first. We'll be married soon enough and Mom makes sure I prioritize family over anything."

A flattered blush creeps up her face. "That's really sweet of you, Chanyeol." she said gently. "And please learn to call me 'Mom' now. It's the one lesson I have to teach you, yes?" Then she gave my cheek a single pat, an action that made me quite remember my own mother.

I pursed my lips and nodded shyly, giving her a smile. I am more than lucky that my fiance's parents are this wonderful. When Baekhyun and I told them we're already engaged, Mrs. Byun fell on her knees crying in happiness and his father shed a few tears, too. But before I could say anything else, loud footsteps stole my attention and I looked up to see Baek-beom, Baekhyun's older brother, rushing down the stairs with a tray of food at hand. When he caught my eye, he grinned and gave a wave. "Yo, Chanyeol!"

"Hey." I called back, noticing the untouched food he's holding when he finally descended the stairs. "Baekhyun's?"

"Baekhyun's." he nodded. "That brat just won't eat." And that's another fact. When Byun Baekhyun is sick, his appetite turns to flat zero. However, that's the situation before he met me. And so whenever he's this sick, his mother would always ask me to come over and make him eat. That's how everything went these past few years. But Baekhyun hates it when he's sick, resulting to a not-so-very-pretty aura.

I shrugged and offered my hand. "I'll take care of it." I said and Mrs. Byun nodded dismissively before walking towards a single rack and hanging my coat. She looked at Baek-beom and motioned for him to lead me the way.

As soon as Baek-beom handed me the tray, he put one arm over my shoulder and grinned, urging me towards the spiral staircase. "Hey, Chanyeol, mind doing something for me? Like, as my soon-to-be brother-in-law?"

I glanced at him, frowning. "Are you asking for a favor?"

"Yeah. Something like that." then he lowered his voice and looked back, obviously watching out for his mother. "You see, I recently met this girl I really like. She's pretty, smart, sexy, educated, and has a very good sense of humor. We're working at the same department and chat a lot."

"Good for you." I muttered. "What do you want me to do then?"

"I asked her out. But she, you know, doesn't want us to be alone for now cause she's quite cautious when it comes to guys. So she asked if I'm fine with a group date." Baek-beom explained, casting nervous glances at my direction and the hallway before us. "She'll bring some of her girl friends and she asked if I could bring some of my single buddies, too."

The pieces fell into place immediately. "You want me to come to that group date with you?" I asked, my brows rising. Soon enough, we're already standing directly infront of Baekhyun's room, his familiar classic playlist playing in the background. "I'm engaged, you know."

"I know, I know." Baek-beom's voice is now just over a whisper. "But I really like this girl. I really do. And my other guy friends would definitely spill the wrong beans about me. Besides, you could always lie, pretend you're single. No one would know! And I'm sure those girls won't even look at you---"

The door flew open in an instant, cold air washing through my face and hair. "YOU BASTARD!" Baekhyun hissed under his breath. "I already told you to keep Chanyeol out of that! Were you even listening to me? Do you wanna die?!" My oh-so-charming fiance is far from adorable now. His hair is a mess, lips cracked, clothes worn out, and there are black circles around his eyes. I stared at him, eyes wide and before his brother could let another word out of his mouth, Baekhyun already grabbed my tie and dragged me into his room. He then kicked door shut behind us with a loud bang.

Byun Baekhyun's almost-circular room is as I remember it; with the blue-white stripes wallpaper as bright as always. The wooden floor and ceiling shine with cleanliness and a small silver chandelier hangs at the middle. Baekhyun's all-white king sized bed was pushed to one side, together with his desktop computer, giant speakers and a shelf full of DVDs and hardbound books.

"You scared me." I mumbled as I cross the room and place the tray of food on a small white wooden table. "What was that?"

"Baek-beom's been pestering me with that group date sht." Baekhyun's voice is far gentler now and his tensed shoulders fell in exhaustion. "The hell does he want with my fiance, that asshole." He walked back towards the bed in wobbly legs and I was left there, standing on his baby-blue furry carpet, inspecting him. It's two days before his art classes start and his flushed face tells me all.

I followed him to bed. "Panic attacks?" I murmured as Baekhyun tucked himself under the blankets. He wrapped one arm around my waist and rested his head on my chest. His skin feels undoubtedly hotter than normal but he isn't coughing or sniffing so I could only guess that it's one of the fast-gone fevers.

"You-- You aren't there," he mumbled, voice muffled by my shirt. "It feels different. And I feel pathetic. I cling to you much... So, so much. And you know what, I can't help it."

I just chuckled. "Isn't that cute?"

"It's pathetic." Baekhyun groaned. "And sht, my head hurts. I think about going to that art school with all those strangers and my head just bursts." And so I reached up and started massaging his temple. He's also sweating, I just can imagine him overthinking the whole day.

"I thought you'll love to attend the school?" I frowned, looking down at him and brushing the damp hair off his face. "Is it my turn to apologize now because--"

"No, it's not your fault." Baekhyun cuts in. "It's just... These panic attacks are killing me. I just need to calm my nerves. Ugh. I hate it when my body does this." Sighing, he pulled himself into a sitting position, facing me with a small, tired smile. The brightness that left his face a while ago is slowly returning and somehow, I can't help myself from being pleased because I am the one doing this to him. I never thought I could have this kind of effect towards one person. 

"You'll be fine." I whispered, reaching out to brush his face with my thumb. Baekhyun does have friends, but he isn't the type to consider one as someone he could basically share secrets with. Maybe the closest person he has to a bestfriend is my sister.

Baekhyun just squinted his eyes at me. "I'm gonna make you proud," he whispered with a smug look on his face. "I'm gonna be the best student they'll ever get. You wait and see, Mr. Park."

For a moment, I felt like my heart's about to leap out my chest but I held unto my self-control. This is basically Byun Baekhyun doing things to me and he doesn't even know that. "Oh, okay." I said with a laugh. "I'll wait and see. But first... your lunch?"

But instead of grinning and nodding like he usually do, a smirk slowly splits his face, his brown eyes turning dark and deadly. "Oh, we can't have that now, can we?" he breathed, arms slowly extending to rest on either sides of my face and grabbing the headboard behind me. I felt myself swallow, all because I know too well the look he's giving me right now. "I'm changing my sheets later. So I reckon we could dirty it before I do."

"Baek, you have a fever." I pointed out, watching his tongue wet his bottom lip. He's seriously enjoying catching me off guard. He's obviously enjoying this. This guy, really. 

He pursed his lips, probably fighting off a laugh. "It's the nerves, okay? It'll be gone soon." then he tilted his head to one side, eyes falling to my neck and the exposed part of my chest. He's basically looming over me now and he moved his legs so they're on either sides of mine. "You're a one fine man, aren't you? I wonder what those girls in that damned group date would say about you."

A chuckle escaped my lips and I gently rested my hands on his waist. "Your brother said they would probably ignore me."

"He's just stupid," Baekhyun rolled his eyes. Then he suddenly, very impatiently nudged my groin with his knee. "Come on, get it up. I want to fck."

I can't help but laugh. "You can't just employ me to do that. And you being this cute isn't helping." Honestly speaking, I don't even know why I'm laughing at this very moment considering the fact that my fiance is just asking me to make love with him. Everything about Byun Baekhyun is just adorable and inhumanly disarming, I don't even know what to make of it.

Sighing, Baekhyun pulled back and slid past my waist and legs. "There's no helping it then," he murmured, mostly to himself. "I'll just suck on you. And will you please think about my ass around your c*ck? You know, as a way of helping me down here." And without warning, he's already unbuckling my belt, his hands working fast and efficiently as he unbuttoned my trousers and pulled the zipper open. But the hungry and needy look on his face is more than enough to get me in the mood. I immediately felt my member twitch.

"Stop." I breathed, grabbing his arm before he could pull on the waistband of my boxers. Baekhyun's wide eyes met mine as I scooped him up with one arm and pinned him between me and bed's soft covers. The rising and falling of his chest matched his eyes, dark and lustful as they traveled between my eyes and lips. "I'll take it from here, alright? Let me relieve those nerves."

"You mean, ignite those nerves. You basically make me hot." he giggled, reaching for my face with his soft hands. When his laugh died out, Baekhyun smiled and it's surprisingly warm it made me stop. "I'm just... glad you're here." he whispered, brown orbs meeting mine. "Don't leave, okay?"

I smiled and leaned down to plant a soft kiss on his forehead. "I won't." And with that, I felt him relax, burying himself further into the comforts of the bed. My lips slowly went down to his cheek, featherlight kisses touching his soft skin. Baekhyun is extremely pale and that allows obvious blushes and hickeys. And as I busy myself with kissing his face, ears, and neck, I felt his hands working through my clothes, unbuttoning every button present and within reach.

My hands reached under the thin shirt he's wearing and his skin feels warm to the touch. This is the first time we're having sex with him having a fever and I never thought it'll turn me on this much. My nerves danced in pleasure with the high temperature his body is giving me. He feels... hot. And I bet every inch of his body is this inviting. To prove my speculations, dipped my head and went to bite his lower lip, tugging to make him open his mouth.

Baekhyun gave out a low groan and his hands and legs worked to kick off the boxers he's wearing, leaving the white shirt I don't want him to remove just yet. He captured my mouth hungrily and I gasped with the sudden warmth. His lips proceeded to pin and suck mine like he can't get enough of them. "God, Byun Baekhyun," I moaned, my tongue licking deliciously every corners of his mouth. The warmth... it's killing me with desire. I pushed him further into the bed, my muscles tensing with nothing but pleasure and self-restraint. I want to fck him right now. I badly, badly want to.

It took all the remaining control I have to pull back and remove all the clothes I'm wearing. They dropped to the floor quietly and Baekhyun did the same with his shirt, throwing it somewhere in the room. When his gaze went from my rock-hard erection to my face, Baekhyun grimaced. "Why the fck are you glaring at me?" he asked, confusion and annoyance evident on his flushed face.

I held his slender waist with both hands and helped him turn around. "I guess this is me holding unto my self-control." I murmured, kissing his shoulder blade. "I want you. Now."

As an answer, Baekhyun held unto the sheets and thrusts his ass into the air at me. He's already sweating from the heat of our bodies and I could already notice wetness dripping from his hole. "I just douched my ass," he said, breathless. "Do whatever you want with me." And that's the only invitation I am waiting before I grabbed his waist and started sucking unto his butt cheeks, living marks and hickeys which would probably piss him off later. My nails dig into his skin and I moved my kisses to his puckered hole, waiting for and tempting me.

I licked the wetness that continuously drips from his asshole and Baekhyun made a satisfied moan against the sheets. His knuckles are slowly turning white and blood rushed more forcefully to his face and the tips of his ears. Grinning, I spit into his hole and reached for his member with one hand, making him gasp. My own mind is starting to cloud with need and my c*ck is starting to hurt from being aroused this much. Without much thinking, I reached for one of Baekhyun's hands and guided it to my member. His fingers immediately closed around it and he slowly worked his hands up and down.

A groan rose from my throat and before I completely lose myself to Baekhyun's handjob, I started giving his hole and c*ck more attention. I started to put more pressure around his c*ck and Baekhyun shivered in appreciation, his asshole contracting against my lips. Semen dripped in plenty amounts and gathering precum from the tip of his member, I reached back to his butt and slowly inserted one finger.

"Sht," Baekhyun cursed, a gasp escaping his parted lips. "Chanyeol--- Fck!" The second finger slid in smoothly, like his hole is inviting me, craving for more. His hand that's been servicing my member grew tighter and slicker with come, making me moan. I dipped my head and licked my third and fourth fingers' way to his rectum and Byun Baekhyun is suddenly a moaning mess below me. He pressed a thumb to the tip of my member as if in impatience and when I removed my fingers from his hole, he groaned breathlessly.

Bracing himself from what's about to come, Baekhyun gripped the headboard as I stroked myself, positioning the tip against his hole. Blood pulses to the tip of my c*ck and I could almost hear my own heartbeats. Breathless, I gripped his waist, nails digging into his skin as I slowly eased inside his asshole, earning moans and groans from the both of us. And damn it because the inside of his hole is damn hot... deliciously hot.

"Fck, Baek." I groaned as I pulled out and slammed in again. "This feels really good."

I continued fcking him in slow paces and Baekhyun met every thrust, his ass slamming against mine hungrily. Angling my hips, I tried to hit his prostrate in three hard thrusts and Baekhyun bit his lip, muffling a scream. The sight just made my member throb more. It just grew harder and thicker. As pleasure slowly took control of my whole body, I pressed my chest against Baekhyun's back, grabbed his waist tightly and thrust in and out fast and hard, the bed shook with us.

"Damn it, Chanyeol," Baekhyun moaned, sweat running down his face and neck. "The wall-- Ahh... You're-- Ah! Sht... That feels good..."

I bit his shoulder as I groaned inwardly. "What?"

"The wall, you jerk," he hissed between gritted teeth. "You're slamming the bed against the wall."

Slowing my paces, I let out a breathless chuckle. "Ride me, then?" I asked, slowly pulling out. But moaning, Baekhyun just grabbed my arm, making me thrust into him again in one single motion. The walls of his rectum contracted around my c*ck and I squeezed my eyes shut, hissing as my eyes roll back to my head in pure bliss.

"Oh, the hell with the wall." Baekhyun groaned, throwing his head back so I could suck and lick on his flawless neck. He reached back and tangled my sex-messed up hair with his fingers, tugging. "I like it like this."

I chuckled and continued biting and kissing his skin while I fcked his hole. I never thought being inside him again would be this good and the reality of it all almost made me pop. Baekhyun returned the pleasure I'm giving by grinding his ass against me and gripping my c*ck with the muscles around his rectum. He feels tight, deliciously so. And soon enough, I could already feel the tightening of my sack as I continued slamming into him in quick thrusts. I started to feel a little lightheaded. Damn. This sex really is that good.

Baekhyun came seconds before I did and he reached his climax with a scream cut short by me capturing his lips once again. He kissed me back as I came, my member still buried deep inside of him as I spilled all my juices. I didn't pull back as I sucked his bottom lip and pulled him by the waist until he lost his hold on the headboard. He feels light and hot and totally, completely mine. Baekhyun moved to straddle me with his legs, careful not to pull my member out. And soon enough, I'm hard as a rock again.

"What the hell?" Baekhyun giggled between kisses before pulling back and looking down at me with amusement. He pushed my hair back from my face. "You're still inside me and you're hard again?"

I chuckled and tipped my head to lick his bottom lip. "Wanna ride me?"