Byun Baekhyun's eyes closed involuntarily as I traced the outline of his neck with feather-light kisses. Our job has long been done and forgotten, and as I guided him to a nearby couch, Baekhyun clutched unto my arm for support. His legs trembled, weak from the fifteen-minute make out we just did. I traced his collar bone and up to the bottom of his chin with my tongue, feeling him shiver under my touch. Baekhyun tilted his head up, urging me to continue my assault on his neck, enjoying how my lips nipped and sucked, leaving the dark marks he doesn't really care about letting other people see. 

I wrapped my hand behind his neck and pulled him closer and down, until I could nibble and lick his ear. Baekhyun let out a flirty giggle. And it was all I need before a slow growl went up my throat, making me capture his plump lips with mine. Baekhyun squirmed, his hips rubbing against mine. When he gave out one long sexy moan, a shiver wet down my spine in the most pleasurable way possible. Damn.  

Reaching down, one of my hands moved to feel up his chest. "Babe!" Baekhyun gasped when I started to play with his nipple through his shirt, rolling and pinching the nub between my thumb and index finger.  We continued to kiss, my tongue silencing the following gasps and whimpers that followed. I ran the tip of my tongue on the roof of his mouth and I felt Baekhyun's hands grip my hair, pulling me to him until there's no more space between us. He presses his body against mine and I did the same, pushing him back on the couch, demanding him to stay under.

I can't already remember why or how we ended here. Maybe it was the way he was bending over that sculpture. Or the way his sweat trickle down the sexy curve of his neck. I am sane and conscious. But I am seriously bewitched. Baekhyun's thrust into my mouth like some hungry predator, sucking lips, swallowing spit. He moves and squirms under me until I can't get enough of his body anymore so I slipped both palms under his wet shirt, and felt him. Every bit of his smooth skin feels warm. He feels seductive. Erotic. And so much mine. 

No. I don't think I can wait anymore.

With a swift move,  I tugged unto Baekhyun's thin shirt, ripping the seams until he's completely bare under me. I turned down to look and Baek took the chance to travel his tongue to the side of my lips and down my jaw, licking and sucking all he wants. He likes doing that. I could still feel his firm waist beneath my palms and the jeans I am wearing tightened round the hips. Fcking hell. "You're hard," Baekhyun giggles just as I threw the torn shirt somewhere in the room. He suddenly wrapped his legs around my waist, his mouth gaping open as he dropped his head on the couch panting. "Ah, fck," he moaned as he grinds his hips against mine. It was slow and deliberate, like he really knows where to rub and what to look for. Of course I could feel his member through those thin shorts. I could even notice the wetness starting to appear. I bit my lip to keep from groaning and looked down at the gorgeous sight before me.

"You like teasing yourself," I smirked, thrusting my hips a little further, making Baekhyun moan. "I thought we're gonna get drunk tonight." I gripped his waist and grinds again against his d*ck. I felt it twitch. 

"What the—?" Baek giggled, eyes fluttering open to watch me. "That's not true. I like it more when I'm doing it to you," he said with a sly, playful smirk. I rolled my eyes as an answer. But slowly, he raised his fingers to his lips. He trailed the outline seductively then he started sucking them one by one. Fck, Byun Baekhyun. What are you doing to me?  More jeans tightening occurred and this gorgeous creature is making my head burst. My nails dug to his skin and Baekhyun can't help but moan. His sucking got harder and he suddenly looks dangerously sexy right now.

I trailed my palms further up his body to press my thumb on Baekhyun's left nipple and then leaned down to lick. Baek reacted with a shiver, and he reached down for my free hand and guided my fingers to the warm cavern of his mouth. "Baby..." Baekhyun moaned against my hand as I played with his nip, pinning it between my teeth and flicking the tip with my tongue. He tongued my palm, sucked on my index finger until they're slippery and wet. Just the way I needed them to be. "Come on," Baekhyun pants and I stopped playing with his nips to look at him. "Prep me, will you?" he batted his eyelids, still with that smirk plastered on his gorgeous face. 

Without thinking, I reached down palmed Baekhyun's member through his shorts. The wetness was noticeable and it made me grip his c*ck, making him take a sharp breath. "Chanyeol!" he gasped, clasping the couch for support. "You—!", then I gave him a spank to silence him. Byun Baekhyun writhes in pleasure and it made me lick my lip, appreciating every bit of this scene. How could someone even be cute and sexy at the same time?

Almost impatiently, I started massaging Baekhyun's member through his bottoms. I trailed its length, feeling it pulsate and twitch under my firm grip. The action resulted to more precum, the spot of wetness widening. Baekhyun continued to moan under me, his eyes squeezed shut and his back arching upward so he could press his crotch harder against my palm. "Ah, sht," I groaned as I pulled away reached for my own shirt, pulling it over my head to throw it wherever. 

"No," Baekhyun whimpered when I stood up. "Where are you going?" 

"Inside you?" I chuckled as I unbuttoned my jeans. When Baekhyun saw me getting all naked, he started doing the same, removing his shorts completely and throwing it somewhere with his toe. When I climbed back on the couch, Baekhyun opened his legs, welcoming me and my eager hands. He propped himself on his elbows, watching me with dark, lustful eyes. His lips are gaped open, warm breath passing through his swollen lips. "You're really pretty," I smirked as I massaged his inner thigh. Caressing up and up but never really reaching anything. 

Baekhyun cocked his head to one side. "I know," he purred. "I think so, too."

"Yeah, yeah," I slipped my hand under his buttocks and pulled him closer. The smell of come reached my nose as I started licking the end of Baekhyun's c*ck. It felt slippery as I nibbled the skin with Baekhyun moaning my name over and over. I like that. I want that. I pressed my tongue hard against the slit, gave it another kiss before trailing the tip of my tongue downwards. Baekhyun's eyes are halfway open as he watches me. He likes the show as much as I do. 

My tongue traveled lower and lower until my nose is already brushing over Baekhyun's sac. Nearer. I cocked my head to one side then soon enough, I tasted his wetness. "Oh, there," Baekhyun pants. I smirked. I tried wiggling my tongue inside. Deeper. That's when Baekhyun moaned aloud. "Chanyeol... Baby..." he groaned, his legs shaking as he tried to stop them from trapping my head. I withdrew my tongue to stare at Baekhyun's hole. It is already glistening with both saliva and precum. I spat into my already wet fingers and bit the bottom of my lip in concentration. With my other hand, I pushed Baekhyun's legs farther apart. I reached down and pressed my index finger against the hole. "Oh, yes..." Baek moaned. "More... Give me more..."

"Sure, baby," I smirked and pushed two more fingers in.

"Ohhh," Baekhyun breathes due to the pressure. "That's it..."

"You fine there, baby?" I asked with a chuckle and Baekhyun only managed to nod once. His arms are trembling as he tried to sit up. He bites down his lower lip, managing a whimper when I started encircling my index finger inside, pulling out and pushing in very slowly. The inside of his asshole feels really warm and wet and everything I want to wrap around my c*ck. I tried to introduce another finger and his hole seems to be more than eager for the intrusion. "You're still so fcking tight," I groaned before spitting down, wetting my fingers more. I inserted another finger.

"Sht," Baekhyun moaned loudly. And I want him to moan like that again so I started widening my fingers, opening him up to the hilt. My c*ck stands hard and waiting and I fcking need him now. Baekhyun's face crumpled into an expression of pure pleasure and when I suddenly removed my fingers, his eyes flew open, glaring at me. "I want the finger fcking," he moaned, pushing his hips. "Give me more of that."

I chuckled as I grabbed his waist, pulling him closer until my member's rubbing against his ass. "I know, baby," I murmured before stooping low to give him a kiss on the forehead. "But my d*ck wants you now." Baekhyun pouted but I still pushed his legs further apart. I know that pout ain't gonna last. 

I gave my member a few strokes then slowly entered.

The pout immediately vanished and Baekhyun turned to that moaning mess I've always wanted. "Oh, fck!" he moaned as I moved my hips, fcking him roughly on the lone couch. I let out a low groan when Baekhyun tightened his insides, securing my c*ck. He impatiently wrapped his legs around my waist, grinding his hips until my member's buried to the hilt. I planted my hands on both sides of his face, our eyes meeting and gazes unwavering. Baekhyun giggled as he bites his lip. "Move," he hooked his arms around my neck. "Harder."

I did what he asked and Baekhyun pulled me in for a rough kiss. He go on biting my lower lip, sucking them until they're swollen red and numb. "Ahhh, Byun Baekhyun..." I moaned, kissing him harder. His hips bucked against mine, meeting my every thrust. He wanted me to go deeper, hit his prostrate and abuse it. I did all that. I gave him all he wants and he gave me mine.

"Baby..." Baekhyun moaned against my lips. "Go faster..."

Chuckling, I gave one hard thrust, hitting his prostrate, and Baekhyun almost passed out. Still, I did no stop. I fcked his asshole hard and heavy, our skins slapping against each other until hot, sticky come started seeping out of Baekhyun's opening. 

Suddenly, the door bursts open.

"I swear to you guys this vodka-- OH MY FCKING GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY BABY BROTHER???!!! GET OFF HIM! GET OFF HIM! WAAAHHH!!!"

And... There goes the climax.

My fiancé's studio is cool and well ventilated but after two hours, I already started sweating as the liquor gets into my system. I fanned myself with my shirt as I let out a breath. Right now, I am sitting on a bean bag chair and getting drunk and dizzy with Baekhyun and his brother. My future brother-in-law obviously went out of his way just to fetch us some nice (and expensive) bottles of vodka and rum.

"So when is the exhibit again?" Baek-beom asked, his face between his hands. He obviously tries to think straight by asking the same question every now and then. He still can't absorb the fact that he walked on Baekhyun and I having sex. "Were you able to book a flight already, Baek?" He took another swig of rum from his glass and I took the chance to take a half-full bottle and hide it. Come on. The guy obviously had enough. He's been asking the same question for an hour already.

"Yeah," Baekhyun answered as he looks up from his phone. "Amber and Sulli would be there, too. And I'm still hoping you could come, you know? You could take Jennie." He's not even a bit concerned about what happened. When Baekhyun screamed for his brother to get out of the room two hours ago, we just finished fcking. But that required more than just a hard-on. I was shook, too! And then something on his phone screen might have caught Baek's interest because he giggled once and ushered for me to come sit by him on the couch.

"What's that?" I asked, walking over.

"We have this group chat for the exhibit," Baekhyun started as he sits close, showing me his phone while laughing. "And someone very wrongly sent a nude photo. It's most probably for his girlfriend or whatever. And oh my god. It's not even close to what I'm having every now and then." With that, I gave him a look but Baekhyun just winked, still giggling like a teenager. It must have been the alcohol. 

Shaking my head in amusement, I looked back at his phone, ignoring the nude photo followed by a lot of 'HAHAHA's and 'OMG's. "Wow. You guys are noisy." I kidded and Baekhyun just glared. Right now, his cheeks are all flushed crimson red and I could bet he's already quite dizzy because he's already resting his head on my shoulder. As I was about to turn away to continue drinking and listening to Baek-beom's absentminded murmuring, I noticed that every message Byun Baekhyun sends to the group is being reacted with this heart-eyed emoji. 

I frowned. 

Okay. Maybe not.

Baekhyun sent another message and within seconds, this someone reacts with that sht. What the hell? He only said 'LOL' for fck's sake. Still a little worried/pissed, I sat back on the couch and started to get a hold of myself. Baekhyun followed, his head buried against the crook of my neck in obvious comfort. What the hell am I doing? This feels so like the thing Baek-beom and I just talked about a few hours ago. I shouldn't be feeling like this. I trust and love this beautiful human being sitting close to me right now. 

So I have to stop thinking nonsense. Right now.

"What is he saying?" Baekhyun murmured, gesturing at Baek-beom with his lips. "I started filtering him out since he started singing 'Love Scenario'." Snuggling closer, he wrapped his arm around my torso and swung his legs on my thigh. I couldn't move. He has me in his second favorite type of embrace. Without hesitating, Baek took my arm and wrapped it around his own waist. God. Why is every part of him so goddamned sexy?

I shrugged as an answer to his question. "I think he's ranting about me making love with you," I guessed because I honestly don't know. "Do you think he'll be fine?" Baek-beom suddenly raised an empty glass to the air, slurring words we did not even try to understand. I chuckled and raised my own glass to him, taking a swig and feeling the vodka warm my throat. Baekhyun laughed and it was all I ever wanted to hear this night. 

"My god, he's hilarious," Baekhyun giggled. "Come on, brother! Grow some pair. It's not like you don't know we're fcking."

I grinned, shaking my head in amusement. "Maybe we should take him to bed now," I suggested. "He needs a shower. And so do you." Baekhyun slapped my chest as an answer and instead, he took out his phone and started video recording his brother saying and doing nonsense stuff. I'm really lucky Baekhyun and I both have high alcohol tolerance. I can't really imagine myself in one of those stupid videos. Neither can I take the idea of Baekhyun getting drunk in places I don't like.

Baekhyun sat up a little. "Give me a minute." 

I finished drinking my vodka and Baek laughed and snickered while taking the video. Baek-beom looked like a complete idiot right now, I have to commit everything to memory. Suddenly, Baekhyun's phone pinged and my eyes darted to the banner notification on the top of his phone screen. I did not intentionally looked. The sound just caught my attention. 

'Hey, Baekhyun! Ready for the exhibit?'

Baekhyun frowned and swiped the notification up, ignoring it. So I ignored it, too.

Then another message came. This one from the same person. Bang Minah. 

'My paintings are ready but I still want to show them to you. You know, ask for some advice ♥~'

Baekhyun swiped it up again so it disappeared from sight. Bang Minah, I mouthed. The name sounded like it belongs to a girl so I shouldn't be worried. But why is that stupid '♥' so fcking annoying? And god. My thoughts has been filled with curses tonight. I don't even curse except during sex. I placed my empty glass on the table and started massaging my temples. 

"I've got to save this vid for future blackmailing," my fiance suddenly giggled as he locked his phone. It pinged again two more times but he didn't even give his phone a glance. When Baekhyun tilted his head to look at me, his grin turned to a worrisome expression. Then very suddenly, he hugged me tight, like a crushing bear-hug.

"Ow, my ribs," I groaned dramatically, pulling him closer.

Giggling, Baekhyun gave my neck a gentle peck. "She's from a different class," he murmured, making me stiffen. "And yes, she has this little crush on me. But don't worry too much. It's not like I could trade you for anything." Yeah, for sure I know almost everything about Byun Baekhyun. But I sometimes forget the fact that he does know me well, too. I can't believe he could see through me this easily. I looked down at him and met his eyes, brown orbs watching my face with a gentle smile. 

"Thanks for telling me that," I said, pinching his cheek. "But be careful around girls. They could be wild, too." 

"I could be wild and you don't complain," he pointed out. I have to roll my eyes. "Besides, it's not like I'm interested into flirting with anyone else. So relax, Park Chanyeol, relax." He started giving me a teasing look, patting my chest like I'm some kind of a child that needs soothing. I just met his eyes, grim emotion meeting his lively one. And he is just too beautiful I can't even maintain a perfectly blank expression on my face. 

Suddenly, there was a loud thud and we both turned in unison to look at Baek-beom. He's already on the floor and sprawled eagle-like, snoring loudly. There's a large puddle of rum on the floor and Baekhyun immediately stood up, stumbled a little before I caught his arm to right him. I turned to Baek-beom and walked over. Hell. How did this happen? Was he chugging everything unnoticed?  

"Oh, you piece of sht," Baekhyun groaned. "It's not even midnight yet!" He took one of Baek-beom's arms and I grabbed the other one, hooking it around my neck. Baekhyun's brother groaned and slurred a pretty good number of curses as we helped him up, practically dragging him out of the studio. 

We were a few steps away from his room when Baek-beom suddenly had the strength to stand up, breaking free from our holds. Baekhyun tried to stop him but he just grinned and pushed his brother aside as he stumbled his way to the doorknob. "I'm fine, I'm fine," he mumbled, eyes unfocused. "Just--" he stopped, opening the door to his room. There was no light inside and Baek-beom squinted through the dark. 

"Hyung, you're drunk," Baekhyun sighed, hands on his hips. "You can't make it to bed alone." 

Baek-beom shook his head 'no'. For once I thought he's gonna fall back to the floor again. But then he suddenly whipped his head to my direction, eyes narrowing and sharp. I almost jumped out of my skin. "Hey, Park boy," he sneered, surprisingly clear. "Remember what I told you? You--" he hiccuped. "You think about that." 

It took me only a heartbeat before I nodded. 

"What--?" Baekhyun started to ask but without waiting for him, Baek-beom has already gone back to his room, the sound of a lock distinct. I just hope he'll be fine alone. And I should have hoped more that those weren't his final words to us. I didn't want Baek to have any idea about what we spoke of. We let a few seconds fly after that, the night air hanging around us in a way I don't particularly like. 

Slowly, I turned to my fiance. 

He did the same.

"What was that?" Baekhyun asked, worried, hugging himself from the sudden discomfort. "I thought he didn't tell you anything, Park Chan." His voice was soft, tender even, but it's kind of disappointed, too. 

I slipped my hands into the pockets of my jeans, looking down at the carpeted hallway. I do that when I'm a little bit embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I lied," I muttered. "I just don't want to talk about what your brother said. It's-- It's not a big deal." 

"You're lying again," Baekhyun snapped, frustrated. He stormed back to his studio and I followed suit, dreading the fact that we're both intoxicated with alcohol, tired, and very much not used to fights. I kept my head low, lips pursed together as I closed the studio doors behind me. My fiance snagged a paint-splattered rag from a corner and went to clean the spilled liquor on the wooden floor. I wanted to help him but was too afraid to move an inch.

"Baekhyun, I'm sorry," I whispered. "Please don't be upset." 

He wiped harder. More pissed. "Maybe if you start telling me things, I would stop," he said between gritted teeth. "We talked about this, didn't we? No hiding! No lies!" When he stood up and turned to look at me, Baekhyun's face isn't even a bit angry and I was expecting rage. Instead, he looks really pained. His cheeks are flushed and his eyes glistened. Tears. They're coming soon. 

"Baby, please listen to me first," I started, walking over to him cautiously. Baekhyun watches me and I don't think he even has the slightest bit of idea of what expression he's showing right now. "Look. Baek-beom cares about you, a lot. And for some reason, he notices the things I really am trying so hard to hide. He sees through my actions and the way I treat you. It's-- It somehow made me uncomfortable." 

Baek frowned, confused. "And what's--" his voice cracked. "What's so hard about telling me that? Why did you have to lie?" 

I stopped. I have no answer to that.

"You could have said you didn't want to talk about it," Baekhyun murmured. "I'll respect that, Chan. You know I would. And it must not have been a big deal for you but it is for me. And that's why I'm getting all messed up worried right now, that's why I can't think straight through this fcking alcohol." My fiance looked away and I know it's because he's about to cry and he's trying hard to stop that.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered. "Byun Baekhyun, I'm really sorry."

"I know," Baek nodded, pursing his lips as he tried to smile. "It's just that... I was really worried something's about to go wrong and everything-- every single thing-- I've always hoped for would be all gone. That moment out there scared me to death, Chan. Losing you scared me. And you can say I'm overreacting now but babe, what if he told you something that is too scary like-- like you should do this or that and you can't and you're gonna leave and--"

"Baby, hey," I walked over to him now, taking him by the shoulders and running my palms along his arms. "What are you saying? That's not gonna happen, okay? Your brother loves you. He wouldn't want you getting hurt. Especially not like that." 

Baekhyun pursed his lips, meeting my eyes. "Y-You don't know that," he choked and he suddenly looked so adorable and fragile as he tried stopping his tears, pursing his lips so tight to keep a sob from coming out. I tried not to chuckle as I pulled him into an embrace, my arms wrapping around his small frame. Baekhyun hugged me back, his fingers intertwined against my back and somehow that small gesture made the heaviness in my heart evaporate. 

I kissed his hair, sighing. Okay. There's no point into hiding things now. 

"This was what he was talking about," I whispered against his brown locks. 

Baekhyun paused. "What this?" he tried to pull back, maybe to see my face. But I didn't let him go. I just held him there, wanting my words to spill out of my lips without him seeing the expressions I am showing. I don't want him to see how disappointed I am with myself, too.

I shook my head. "I'm... I'm sorry." 

"For lying?" Baekhyun asked quietly. "You know you don't have to apologize for that anymore." 

"No," I said. "For being selfish." 

Baekhyun tried to move away again but I didn't let him go. "I-I... I don't understand," he murmured. "You were never selfish, Chanyeol."

"At the start, I also wasn't able to realize that," I continued brushing his hair, my eyes gazing blankly at the floor. "I wasn't able to realize how I wanted you so badly for myself; How I wanted to keep you from other people because I'm afraid they're going to look at you the same way I do; How I wanted you to stop being too nice to people you don't even know; How I wanted you to stop doing things on your own because I'm here... I could do those for you... I could do anything for you, Baek. I will give up everything if it means you will never leave me. You could hurt me and I wouldn't even budge as long as you're staying. And that's being selfish... possessive and unreasonable."

I felt arms tighten around me. "Chan... Don't say that." 

"I tried not to think about those things... It made me so afraid. Because what if you saw it, too? What if you realize all of those are true?" I squeezed my eyes shut and dreaded the chill that ran through me. "Your brother saw that. He realized how I unconsciously try to stop you from being independent of me. And it was-- It was terrifying. It made my heart twist painfully, Byun Baekhyun. It made every piece of me ache for you more.

"And I'm sorry..." I whispered as I pulled him close. "I'm sorry if that's the only way I know how to love you. I'm sorry if I know nothing else but to give you everything... Even the ones you never needed. Maybe... Maybe I was wrong to do that." 

There was silence and for a second I was afraid I just gave Baekhyun the idea of what I'm doing to him. The quietness made me so terrified I could even feel the blood thump in my head. But suddenly, when Baekhyun pulled back, it caught me off guard and I just let him. He moved away just enough so he could stare up at me, a worrisome expression on his face. Hazel brown orbs studied mine, eyes taking every inch of the soul he sees deep inside. Then slowly, Byun Baekhyun smiled, taking my face in his hands with his thumb gently grazing my cheek. 

"You're such a child, Park Chan," he whispered, pink lips twisting to a smile. "Do you not realize the fact that your love is all I need right now? Any kind of love... if it's from you, I would gladly accept it. You could give me just a little bit," Baekhyun grinned, "and I would never trade it for the world."

I can't help but smile back, the hold I have around his waist tightening. "I love you," I whispered, pressing my forehead against his. "I love you more than the very first time I said those words." 

Baekhyun nodded as he bites his bottom lip, keeping a smile at bay. "You changed me, my life, and even the way I see the world," he breathes. "You have nothing to worry about, alright, babe? Your heart's safe with me." 

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