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Chanyeol can't stop the smile on his face as he stops to stand in the kitchen of their luxury penthouse, it's a common occurrence to hear his husband sing. After all not everyone is married to a multimillion album selling artist with sold out concerts. He's just the luckiest fan that gets to hear that impressive voice sing for free. Leaning against the open entry way to their kitchen he watches as his tiny husband bustles about getting coffee ready on their expensive imported Italian tea set adding imported macaroons to each plate.

His beautiful husband still is completely oblivious to his presence, Chanyeol is quite grateful that he's gone unnoticed as he gets to ogle his shorter husband in all his glory. Simple jeans and an oversized white shirt is so far from removed from his stage persona of sheer fabrics and tight leather trousers. The heavy make up is gone and in place is subtle pink highlight on his eyelids and cheeks, and yet Baekhyun is still the most gorgeous creature he's ever seen.

He's always found it hard to conceal just how much his husband affects him in public, tonight he should be the perfect husband too considering their parents are only one room over. He'll never be as perfect as the Park Baekhyun, even when they have a whole rosta of staff, he still would rather cook and clean up after himself.

Chanyeol is  just always in awe of this magnificent man, something the tightening of his own trousers can attest to. He's equally aroused by those infamous outfits his husband wares, that cowboy hat and leather trouser combo for that one erotic song made him feral. His groin burns with that flare of arousal this time it's not leather, but simple pure cotton. He's almost desperate to rub his crotch but his husband will pick up on the sound and right now he would rather stay silent and enjoy this simple yet so erotic show.

His mouth is salivating as he watches Baekhyun get up on dainty tiptoes to reach the top shelf, revealing a strip of perfect polished alabaster skin. Baekhyun's time at the gym is paying off as he watches those taunt muscles flex with every movement. God he's a gonna.

Like a hunter, hunting their prey he maintains his silence as he stalks over marble tiles towards the apple of his eyes. He's almost makes it so he's stomach to back when his husband spins on his heels, likely to get creamer and lets out an adorable squeal. "Channie"

"Baby, you know we have staff to do this don't you!"

"I'm well aware of that, but they deserve a night off and what better night when we are finally able to have dinner with our parents."

He would very much swoon at Baekhyun's thoughtful gesture, right now though he's thinking with a different part of anatomy. One that wants more than the kisses they have only shared of late, it's not easy being in a sell out world tour and running a world wide tech company, sometimes they are at different ends of the world. He could wait until their parents leave but he's desperate to feel that prefect alabaster skin and against his own.

He's finally got his prey in his sights and he's going to devour those moans his pretty husband can make like a decadent desert. He's so close he can smell his husband's shower gel, amber and vanilla with notes of patchouli. It's a sensual scent and he can't wait to rub that shower gel down those perfectly pink nipples, fire erupts in his veins but those erotic thoughts will have to wait. What he wants now is the feel of those perfect pouty lips surrendering to his own and the feel of as much skin as he can.

"Baby you're so pretty."

"Never more beautiful than you Mr Park."

Chanyeol can't help but shudder at the way his husband whispers his name like that, it's euphoric and the look in those beautiful chocolate eyes can't hide how affected his husband is either. Baekhyun's pupil's are dilated and his breathing is deep. They've always had a health sex life, behind his husband's innocent face is a temptress with a body made to corrupt and he knows it. They could be the perfect sons and ignore the sexual tension that cackles in the air like a firework but he knows they won't.

He's not sure who leans in first but the simple kiss escalates in to a sloppy wet open mouth exploration of tongues. Tiny hands grip his hips as they both try to demand dominance with their tongues but Chanyeol knows he always has the upper hand and his darling husband will submit to him. Using that submission he moves his lips away boldly and kisses down Baekhyun's neck as he knows all the spots to drive the man in front of him wild.

Which it does as only seconds later Baekhyun whimper that shots blasts of arousal all down his spine, wanting to show exact what his husband does he presses their front's together moaning himself when he feels the heat of his groin meet the erection of his husband's own.

"Chanyeol please."

"Shh baby you need to be quiet!"

"I can't you know I like to be vocal."

This is something Chanyeol knows well and would make sure to hit all the spots to make his husband scream, but having their mother's so close he doesn't want them to know the cause of his beautiful man's screams. Instead he simply goes back to kissing his husband all the hole gently rubbing their crotches, the friction quickly becoming too hot to handle. He needs more and the desperate way his husband's wandering hands lean up to rest on his own chest, is a sign that his husband does too.

He's quick to act and quickly lifts his light of a feather husband to sit on their quartz worktop, spreading those dainty legs as those perfect warm hands grab his shirt and pull him closer, seconds later Chanyeol is trapped within Baekhyun's legs as he hooks his feet around the back of his hips.

"We really shouldn't be doing this our mother's are just one room away!"

"You know you want this baby, it's been so long since you've sat on my cock."

"I'm not having sex with you in the kitchen!"

"You know I love a challenge."

It's only a moment until he's back to sucking a bruise at the spot between Baekhyun's neck and collarbones he pulls the oversized t shirt down to get a glimpse of pink nipples. He would love to suck on them but his husband nimble fingers are already at his own zipper, as he naughtily kitten licks up his own ear before whispering sultrily, "touch me channie please." He needs know more invitation and before he can whine out himself there's a mix of hands tearing away at each other's trouser's.

He really has to try hard not to groan aloud at the feel of air on his manhood, but not surprised that he's already feeling pulses of delicious pleasure. Now is he surprised that he can feel all the delights of Baekhyun's manhood starting to twitch as he lazily runs his fingers over that hardening cock. His stomach somersaults with raw need as he watches his amazing husband tremble as he boldly pushes those boxers further down to release the treasure he's desperate for. Letting his finger run down the vein of Baekhyun's hot hard cock that rests proudly against that soft skin.

He shivers as those delicate fingers mirror and copy his own moves, its  so different to his own hand, yet It's controlled against his own heavy cock. The overload of arousal has  him stop all his own assault as every touch is like magic and makes him pulse and need to grip the worktop lest he combust.

"Oh baby your touch should be illegal, you feel what you do to me don't you?"

"It's exactly what you do to me, please I need more."

"I'll give you more precious."

It takes Herculean effort to remove his arms from the worktop but he manages it, he feels almost animalistic at his next move but he wants to be the one to bring them pleasure, later he will get his husband on his knees. Right now what he needs is going to be that little bit scandalous, he kisses those plump red lips as he takes away those dainty fingers tracing patterns up and down his own cock.

This time he kisses his much smaller husband so hard he knows Baekhyun is almost breathless, he shouldn't but he loves how pliant his husband gets when kissed senseless. "Hold on baby."

It's whispering those words that make his husband whimper again and the thighs gripping his hips flex against his thighs as his beautiful man leans back slightly to hold on the work top. It's his clue to start up this erotic dance again as he now takes charge and gently but firmly holds their manhoods together and starts to stroke.

Chanyeol please I need!"

"I know what you need baby!"

To prove that he does he resumes his ministrations, this time gently applying more pressure to the shafts in his hand. As his nibble fingers wrap around their pulsing heavy shafts every so often stoping those strokes to gently apply pressure, pressure that makes them both struggle to hold in their moans.

Hes quick to kiss away his husband's whimpers but quietly whisperers, you make me so hard baby, can you feel how good we feel together.

"I do Chanyeol, look at how hard I am please I can't take it, I need so much more."

Chanyeol kisses those plump lips again, before leaning back to watch his husband. He's in awe as his husband has otherworldly beauty on most days, but the blush on his cheeks and the dazed look in his eyes just does something to him that he can't explain.

"Chanyeol please make me cum."

"Oh darling you will."

It all sends delicious intense tingling down through his thighs and a hot burn low in his abdomen, as he resumes a torturously slow slide of his hand up and down their leaking shafts. That pulsing burn is all the warning he gets, as pleasure erupts like a volcano all the way through him. His husband too seems to feel every squeeze and slide, as one moment he's starting back at him the next his head thrown back as his body shudders under the strength of his orgasm. Chanyeol's own orgasm slams through his body at watching this beautiful petite creature give in to temptation as streams of white pearlescent cum explodes hotly over his hand.

He soon feels his own orgasm blast through him and feels his own cum join his husband's. A trail of pearly white sticky  warm semen coating both their abdomens,  he leans forward to rest his head against his beautiful husband's kissing those lips again softly before leaning back with a soft fond smile to grab a cloth to clean them up.

"You have to agree that was a long time coming Angel!"

"Your right it was, there is just one thing Channie!"

"What's that baby!"

"You're going to be the one to explain to our parents why the coffee is cold,and explain the reason for my hand and ass prints on our kitchen worktop to our housekeeper!"

That strung out blissful look his husband had just now is gone, as he watches his husband rearrange his shirt, fluff his hair and tuck himself in. The angel he corrupted long gone and his husband is back to that quietly confident perfect son.

He would in normal circumstances argue they both need to take responsibility for their actions, but finally having the desert he was so desperate to have for weeks now, he finds he just cant bring himself to care.

How was that my lovelies, I know it's been a while since I've done anything remotely saucy and I truly hope this proves I haven't quite lost it.

Yes I know a bit short but this shamelessly naughty moment between our Chanbeak was always going to be short and sweet.

It was an idea that popped in my head just Monday, really proud of myself for getting something written and posted in a couple of days. I'm fully aware many of you are waiting updates, it's been a whirlwind 12 months and I am getting some updates out real soon.

Please let me know what you think

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