my heart stopped when i received the notification for this post and then i read it and i just 😫😫😫 but i totally understand and i wish you the best!!💖 thank you for sharing your talent with us and for not deleting the blog so that we can keep enjoying your writing (which is a masterpiece and i will always treasure it👑). and if you ever get into writing again know that ill be here waiting. 🙌❣💫
Thank you so much for this. I never really wanted to stop writing for Exo-ls but it just personally wasn't working for me. I'll still be writing, just not for real people anymore. But I can honestly say I learned a lot and I'm so flattered by this. Have a wonderful day!
So, I’m sure if you’ve followed this blog you noticed the very long period of no posts and that’s mostly because I just found it difficult to write about real people, it’s just not my thing anymore. But rather than delete the blog I’ll leave it up for so anyone can read the stories and save them and such.
It was a great journey with you all and I’m glad to say that I learned a lot.
170109 real__pcy Instagram Update : 우리집 새식구 토벤이🐶 너와 오래 같이있을수 없지만 아껴줄게 #두뽀그리잠듦 #성은베씨에요
Our family’s new member Thoven-ie 🐶 Even though I can’t be with you often, I’ll cherish you #TwoCurly-HairedSleeping #HisLastNameisBee
[a/n] : His puppy’s last name is “Bee” so when put together with his name “Thoven” it becomes “Beethoven”
Translation by Soojung @ fyeah-chanyeol
(Please take out with full credits)
can u do a scenario where chanyeol bought a new camera and wanted to test the camera by recording a sex vid with oc? tq ^^
My triumphant return. I didn’t die and I write this, which is a lost shorter than the last one. Let’s just pretend it hasn’t been 84 fucking years yeah? And yes, listen to Beyonce’s Rocket because that inspired this particular filth.
Title: Rocket
Warning(s): Explicit sexual situations, dirty talk, adult language
Word Count: ~2280
“You do realize that potted plant hasn't moved at all right? You don't need to take fifty pictures,” you pointed out. Chanyeol unabashedly took more photos, barely adjusting for a new angle.
“True art takes time. You can't rush it. The longer it takes to get that perfect moment, the more gratifying it is.” He explained. You were almost impressed by his words. But then…
“It's like sex that way.” He leaned a bit more left, click click click.
“Oh god. Chanyeol please find something better to take pictures of. You're driving me crazy.” You complain, pouting just a little when he barely looked up.
“Well point me toward something better looking than this plant.
You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.
“Well your fiancée is right next to you Chanyeol. It's not as if she isn't the love of your life.” You said dramatically, pretending to wipe away tears. He rolled over onto his back and eyed you.
“Would you stay still? I'm not gonna bother if you just fidget and touch your face constantly. I'm not good at moving subjects just yet.” he said. You nodded and ran to the bedroom cackling loudly.
“Hold on let me get cute first!” you called out, ripping your hoodie off and shimmying out of your sweatpants. Rather than go for the slinky dress hanging in the back you pulled out your only pantsuit, all fire engine red, from the closet and struggled to get into it. You put on your thickest gold necklace and frantically fixed your hair. You weren’t wearing makeup, but you could go for casual chic, a look you just made up, and convince yourself that you didn’t look silly. However, when Chanyeol saw you he instantly froze and you glanced down. Your buttons aren’t done properly, which revealed parts of your chest and stomach. You sighed and went to fix it but he grabbed your hand like a man possessed.
“No don’t. It’s sexy.” he murmured softly, settling just feet from you and snapping pictures. The first few pictures must be the worst kind of candid pictures but Chanyeol looks enamored with your image. You lay down on the ground and Chanyeol adjusts your hand to lay across your stomach and he tilts your head to his liking.
“You realize this lighting will wash me out right?” you grumbled at him but he only poked your side with a wide grin and took more pictures. He directed you into new postures for new pictures and you were gratified by his pleased hums. You sat up slowly and faced him with a droll look, but he paused once again.
“Have I ever told you how sexy you look when you’re bored?” he asked, cradling your cheek in his hand, his thumb stroking the skin in front of your ear. You leaned into his touch and grabbed his wrist and pressed a kiss to his palm.
“Thanks, babe. I’m glad you find my dead eyes attractive.” you pretended to bite at him but he leaned forward and rested his forehead on yours, and stared at you.
“Anything for you.” he was silent staring at you still and you began to crack up, leaning away so you could lay on the floor and laugh as much as you wanted. Chanyeol pointed the camera at you and you knew he was capturing your laughing fit, but it didn’t take away from the moment.
“Y-you’re face,” you mumbled, as tears streamed down your face. Chanyeol only grinned and you realized belatedly that he was filming.
“Wow is it really that funny?” he chuckled. You rolled over and reached for the camera weakly. He moved back and you whined pitifully, trying not to laugh, but you kept going. You felt dumb for laughing at something so stupid, something that wasn’t remotely funny, but Chanyeol found it funny. After crying for several long minutes you wiped your eyes and Chanyeol finally stopped filming.
After that he was unstoppable. Chanyeol filmed you constantly but only at home, since he liked it best when you were half naked. Today you were in your pajamas late in the afternoon on a Saturday when he came in the room with a furious grin.
“I have the best idea ever and I want you to agree.” he walked in, with no introduction.
“Sure.” you replied, not even glancing from the television.
“Really?”
“You’re my boyfriend. You’re not gonna hurt me and we’re both legal so what kinda trouble can we get into?” you shrugged. Chanyeol slinked over to you and cupped your face before kissing you softly. He pulled away and began to divest you of clothes.
“Oh. We’re getting naked? Sex then? Are we being kinky?” he chuckled and kissed your collar bones, smirking up at you with mischievous eyes.
“A little. How do you feel about our own personal sex tape?” He grinned sticking his tongue in your bellybutton, snickering as you squirmed. You took a minute to understand his words but when you did you sat up and stared at him.
“You’re a huge pervert. You know that right? Also, yes,” you pulled his lips to yours and groaned when his fingers pressed against your clit, rubbing it in tight circles.
“You’re so easy to convince. I might even think you want to do this more than me. Okay, so quick question.” he lifted so that there was space between you both and you whined, arching your back and gripping at the back of his neck and latching onto him with fervor.
“Ask, now or you’re gonna have to wait until I’ve orgasmed,” you growled out, grinding against him, needy and dirty. He grunted and pulled his hips from yours.
“Heh, right okay. Um, sweet or rough?”
“Sweet darling, as always,” you grinned and pressed a lingering and wet kiss to his neck. He sat up and helped you up and you wrapped your arms around him and stumbling to the bedroom.
“We’re going to knock over the camera,” he pointed out with a chuckle grabbing a handful of your ass and pulling your body hard against his.
“Well, hurry up because we’re about to have sex and I’m willing to wait fifteen seconds before I just jump on you and climb you like my childhood tree.”
He was briefly stunned into silence and you shoved him onto the bed before glancing at the tripod.
“It’s not on.”
“Don’t worry I’ll turn it on,” you purred quickly figuring out the controls and turning it to get the whole bed in the frame.
When you turned around Chanyeol was in only his briefs, looking at you with undisguised adoration and lust. You felt affection spread through you under his gaze and started to take off your clothes, staring at him. You weren’t dressed sexily. Your most comfortable sweatpants which were worn and loose and a hoodie. You didn’t even have underwear on, though that might seem sexy on principle.
“Get over here so I can love on you,” he murmured, crooking two fingers at you. You almost fell over trying to get to him and you both shared a laugh about it before he cups your face and rolls you over.
“You’re not gonna let me ride baby?” you whisper, feeling a bit cheated. After all he got to be on top last time. He nuzzled your cheek.
“Sorry I got excited. It’s your turn. But, be gentle with me it’s my first time,” he joked leaned up to kiss you, rolling over. You tightened your legs around his hips, and ground down on him gasping in surprise when his cock hit your clit.
“Oh shit. Okay, you’re fucking ready. Get your underwear off or I’m tearing it off,” you threatened. You lifted your body up onto your knees and he pushed his briefs down so that he could kick them off. You leaned down and pressed your body against his, grinding your hips against his and reaching between you two, to grasp his dick. You aligned him with ease and sank down, letting out a high pitched, breathy moan.
“Baby you feel so good around me. So warm and wet inside.” he moaned out. He was laying it on a little thick today, but you supposed that he might have been doing it for the camera a bit. You bit as his earlobe and panted as he started to circle his hips.
“Are you showing off honey? You’re not the only one,” you whispered before raising your voice a bit. “Oh, honey. Your dick is so big, it’s stirring up my insides,” you recited recalling a terrible porno you once watched. Chanyeol snorted loudly and his hands gripped your thighs and rubbed his hands up to her breasts and squeezed the flesh, pressing them together.
“Are you really about to ruin our first porno?” he asked, flicking a nipple before sucking the other into his mouth. You groaned and gripped at his hair grinding down hard on him. He began to slowly but steadily thrust, though his thrusts were hard enough to nearly dislodge you.
“”I-I’m not ruining it,” you whined, pressing your face into his neck. He reached his hand down to slap your ass.
“Oh so you’re not talking that shit, huh?” he smirked, before his face got more serious and he pulled out, making you whine at the sudden change. You hated when he did that, you were sensitive!
He turned out onto your stomach and lifted your hips, before sliding back in.
“Chanyeol oh my God please,” you begged as he moved so slowly. He pressed his chest to your back and reached around, rubbing your clit with two calloused fingers.
“Huh, shit baby you’re showing off,” you panted, reaching for the hand that anchored him to the bed. He wove your fingers together and you felt him smile into the nape of your neck.
You felt so good you wanted to crawl out of your skin and exist in a pure form of everything crashing over you. Love, adoration, acceptance, pleasure. It was all intensified and you buried your face into the pillow. Sweat was pooling at your lower back and you gasped, trying to get in enough air. Usually by now Chanyeol would have finish you off but he slowed down until he was almost not moving.
“God Chanyeol please, just fucking--ugh,” you groaned, pushing your hips back into his but he stayed still and you fisted the sheets holding back frustrated tears.
“Be patient. You wanna get back on top?” he asked. You took a deep breath and took stock of your body. Back, twinging in pain. Legs, shaking. Pussy, wet as fuck and slightly sore.
“No thanks. Please fuck me so I can come I think I’m gonna cry.”
“You gonna beg for it, pretty baby? Gonna come of all over my cock like some kinda virgin. I haven’t eaten your pussy yet,” he whispered into your ear taking an earlobe into his mouth and nibbling. You huffed, trying to stave off your arousal but this was your weakness. That deep voice rumbling through your body, shaking a piece of you loose and driving you crazy.
“Yes, I’ll fucking beg. Please fuck me so hard I’m wide open for you baby. Fill me up with your come, goddamit! Fuck me baby please,” cry out letting a few tears escape and Chanyeol cooed, kissing your cheek with tenderness. He rolled so that you were on your sides and he grabbed your right leg and lifted it up, opening your legs and giving the camera a hell of a view. You leaned back into him, letting his thrusts rock you. Rather than letting him passively do the rock you kept everything steady while he drove into you with force. He sucked your neck, humming to himself. You hated how blase he was, but you knew it was just as desperate as you to get off, since his thrusts were hard and demanding but arrhythmic. That was where your steady hips came in.
Chanyeol curled around you and played with your nipple and clit at the same time. You arched until your pelvis rubbed right against his and you choked off a scream, coming. Chanyeol followed you immediately, and rode out both your orgasms with quick shallow thrusts. When he pulled out there was a loud squelch and you rolled your eyes as you dripped onto the sheets. You collapsed and glared at Chanyeol. He kissed you, sweetly and almost innocently before walking to the bathroom and getting you a washcloth to clean up. You looked over at the blinking red light and lifted a hand, waving at it glibly. Chanyeol returned and cleaned you up with gentle care. He left your side to turn off the camera, sure to see the video was saved. He cuddled up to you and stroked the back of your neck and the delicate skin behind your knee.
“Was it good for you too?” he asked pressing a tender kiss to your temple and sighed. You giggled and traced the skin of his collarbone, kissing his nipple.
“Yeah, yeah. You’re a sexual dynamo. My pussy belongs to you and this cock only belongs to me. Can we please nap?” you complained.
“Yeah yeah. Use me for my superior stroke game and then sleep. Typical woman,” he said with mock disappointment. You leaned up to kiss him, smirking.
“Go to bed Chanyeol. After we wake up we’re eating and going again.”
friends with little benefits oh thank god it ended like that bc when I read the prompt I thought it meant they already were friends with benefits, but then chanyeol fell in love and got extremely heartbroken. ugh I hate thinking of him sad ;-;-; I love your writing <3
thank you so much! i tried to make it a nice parting where no one was upset. if i can help it, most of these scenarios are light-hearted where people aren’t sad at the end. I just prefer it that way! thanks for reading!
I will never know peace. I actually cannot believe that after all his care to not flash us, he’s done in by one dance move I can’t stand him I am going to fight someone about this. I literally have lost all my chill
A scenario where him and his friends are FWB. He then wants to be official but his friend doesn't want to. And they decided to go their own ways. Please and thank you! ♡😊
Title: Friends With Little Benefits
Warning(s): explicit sexual situations, excessive drinking, references to masturbation, generally adult language, casual joke about alcoholism(yeah I know).
Word Count: ~5100
@catching-the-galaxies
“Okay, so crab hands or like, an unexfoliated penis?” he asked, taking a large sip of his beer and looking at you from the corner of his eye. Jongdae chortled from the sofa and Kyungsoo rolled his eyes, taking a shot of whatever hard liquor Baekhyun had coerced him into drinking. He had the right idea if this is what they were talking about now.
“Can penises be exfoliated?” Baekhyun asked loudly. Jongdae looked thoughtful, apparently having not thought of it himself. You snorted and took a sip as well, wincing at the burn.
“Listen, I’m gonna pretend that a penis can’t be exfoliated. It’s sensitive right?” you asked, trying to understand.
Jongdae wriggled his eyebrows and smirked coquettishly.
“Oh it’s sensitive alright.” he offered. You scoffed and flipped him off, laughing when he spluttered indignantly.
“It can be,” Kyungsoo said suddenly, taking another shot. He was gonna pass out soon at that rate, but honestly who could spend a night with these fools and not get hammered? Baekhyun looked at Kyungsoo suspiciously.
“You exfoliate your dick?” he asked. Jongdae burst into laughter at the thought and you leaned forward eagerly. Kyungsoo only shook his head, denying the claim.
“Nope, but I know Chanyeol does. I saw him,” he said nodding in Chanyeol’s direction with a smirk, clearly laughing. Everyone’s head swiveled to Chanyeol who shrugged, though his ears were bright red, a sure indication of his embarrassment.
“You can exfoliate a dick? For real? So, like...is it softer? Like what’s the deal?” Baekhyun asked leaning forward. Everyone else was interested too and Chanyeol immediately switched to an instructor, sitting up and tapping his chin.
“Well from my experience it made my penis softer, more sensitive, and it got rid of some of the skin damage too.”
“Oh? Been spanking the monkey too hard?” Jongdae cackled. Chanyeol rolled his eyes.
“Not really. More like masturbating without lube. And it’s actually really good for you. I tried to get Kyungsoo to do it but he said it probably felt weird. It’s really easy. Just be sure to put coconut oil on afterwards to protect and lubricate the skin.” he said.
“Are there like kits for this kind of thing?”
Chanyeol shrugged.
“I just use regular stuff. But probably go for the mild ones.” he advised. Baekhyun looked thoughtful.
“Yeah I might try that. Oh hey! Have you guys ever tried to put like moisturizer on your dick with a condom?”
“Huh?” you asked, finally actively joining the conversation despite your lack of personal experience with exfoliating and or moisturizing penises.
Baekhyun turned to you and began describing his weekly ritual of filling a condom with moisturizer and sleeping with it on.
“It makes me penis so soft, I bet I have the prettiest dick in here,” he insisted. Jongdae looked affronted as Chanyeol loudly protested, standing up for his own penis’ aesthetic appeal. You smirked watching as they as devolved into children. Drunk and strange children.
“Listen I don’t know what you assholes do to your penis’ but mine is beautiful and majestic,” Jongdae snapped. Chanyeol waved him away as Baekhyun scoffed.
“No one wants to see your dusty, crusty, musty, and dry penis, okay? Clearly me and Chanyeol are the most penis conscious and Kyungsoo probably remembers to wash under his foreskin at least.” Baekhyun retorted. Jongdae sucked in a gust of air and clutched at his chest, looking offended and even a little hurt. At this point Kyungsoo was guzzling alcohol straight from the bottle.
“We’re not drunk enough to be here for this,” he explained when you stared at him. You shrugged and made a motion to have the bottle as well. You took a long sip and passed it back.
“--whip it out right now!” Baekhyun screamed.
“Whip what out? Your baby penis?” Chanyeol argued.
“Honestly who asked you, you deformed elf. I bet you penis has callouses from all your masturbation with your yaoi hands!” Baekhyun gritted out.
“I hate them.” Kyungsoo deadpanned. You tilted your head and smirked at him.
“Is that why you come to hang out every weekend?”
“I’m hoping that I can pass out before I have another memory to repress.” he admitted, swigging the half empty bottle. You snatched it away.
“Stop that. Alcoholism isn’t permitted in the apartment. We confine that to Jongdae’s place. Besides I’m sure seeing a few dicks isn’t that bad, considering you have one. I’m going to the kitchen though to get some food. Want anything?” you asked, standing up, and ducking under Baekhyun’s arm which was gesturing widely.
“No, go ahead.” he said, leaning back and closing his eyes.
“Sorry,” Baekhyun said to you quickly, arguing his point that average penises were `respectable’ and ‘natural, unlike lumpy ogre dicks’.
In the kitchen it was somewhat warm and still a bit smoky but you helped yourself to the leftover snacks, courtesy of Chanyeol. You munched on a brownie and jumped when Chanyeol’s hairless cat Sneeze hopped onto the counter and pawed at your ear.
“Hey Sneeze? Escaping the dicks too?” you asked. The cat meowed and stretched elegantly, his wrinkly skin pulling taut in some places.
The cat went up to you and got on his haunches, and pawed at your sweater.
“Now, now. No scratching. This is cashmere and more expensive than any of your clothes. You want a snack?” you asked, moving to the cabinet and getting his box of snacks. After making him work for it, you gave him several pieces and watched him scamper off, clearly bored with you already.
You noticed that the screaming stopped and grabbed a plate of brownies and cookies, making your way back to the living room. Jongdae was nursing a drink and Baekhyun was glaring at Chanyeol, who grinned triumphantly. Kyungsoo’s head was tilted back and he sung softly under his breath.
“So you’ve solved your dispute? I’m guessing Chanyeol won, by his victory grin?”
“He only won because Jongdae voted against me! You should’ve voted.”
“No thanks,” you mumble around a brownie. Before you could suck the whole thing into your mouth Chanyeol plucked it out of your mouth and finished it in one disgusting inhale.
“Fuck you,” Jongdae snapped. Instead of letting another argument escalate you placated them all handing out brownies to all excluding Chanyeol. You placed Kyungsoo’s on his forehead, balancing it.
“Now, now children. I’m sure you all have perfectly attractive penises that men and women would love to both eat and have inside them. Please shut up so I can drink in peace,” you said brightly, speaking clearly and slowly.
“Don’t patronize me. I’m offended and distraught.” Baekhyun said.
“Ugh get over it, no one cares if your penis got outvoted!” Kyungsoo exploded, reaching over to slap Baekhyun’s stomach. Baekhyun groaned in pain and doubled over. Jongdae began laughing uproariously and Chanyeol shushed him, leaping across the seating to smother Jongdae with his entire body.
“Be quiet! My neighbors already think I’m a delinquent.”
“Just show them your teacher sweaters. And the kids you take pictures with.” Kyungsoo said. Chanyeol pulled back to stare at Kyungsoo.
“Why would I take pictures with my students?”
“Don’t people do that?” he asked.
“I took pictures with my teachers!” you interjected taking another hearty sip from the bottle and leaning back and stared at the ceiling for a moment before letting your head fall forward.
“Listen my kids can ask for a picture if they want one. Besides the class picture though I don’t. But hey, you guys need to sleep, you’re all hammered.” he said. Baekhyun nodded and Jongdae stretched out under Chanyeol, smiling impishly at the taller man.
“Why Chanyeol. I didn’t know you felt that way. Surely you’ll be gentle? Take your time with me?” Jongdae joked, squirming under Chanyeol. Chanyeol rolled his eyes good-naturedly but sat up and stood up, stretching his arms over his head and arching his back. You followed the line of his body with your eyes and bit your lip at the sight of his taut tummy. Every time you got drunk you ended up hitting on these idiots. Last time it was Baekhyun and you were never going to live that down.
“Yeah, yeah asshole. Get to sleep.” he ordered. Jongdae stretched out on the couch, selfishly taking all the space and Baekhyun followed suit, curling up in the corner of the loveseat. You watched as Kyungsoo stretched out in the single armchair and you stood up, cracking your neck and back loudly. You’d love to just go to sleep, but the skirt and shirt you’d worn to the excursion everyone had returned from were far from comfortable. You went to Chanyeol’s room and knocked on the door.
“Come in,” he called. You went inside, letting the door swing closed behind you. Chanyeol was in the middle of changing and you apologized quietly as he put a tank top on.
“Can I borrow some clothes?” you asked. He nodded at his drawer with a small smile.
“Help yourself,” he said but paused when you started to open one. “Not that one. The others.” he said. You paused wondering what was in there. It’s not like he would be embarrassed about his boxers or something, but you forewent opening it and went to the drawer right beneath, which was filled with large t-shirts. You grabbed one that looks particularly soft and take it, holding it to your chest for a moment before turning to face Chanyeol who’s eyes are hooded as he observes you. His gaze was intense and encompassing, but you return it with matched intensity.
“Are you drunk?” you asked playfully, smiling when he looked surprised.
He shrugged before running a hand through his hair.
“I’m alright. Not too drunk to forget this in the morning.”
“Forget what?” you breathed, stepping forward so that you’re nearly pressed up to him.
“Forget the kiss I’m about to ask you for.” he whispered. The hair on the back of your neck rose and you smirked as you looked at Chanyeol.
“Lucky for you, you don’t even have to ask,” you murmured, reaching up to grip the hair on the back of his head and yank him down to your lips.
Like that, passion exploded between you and nothing could have stopped you from doing this. You nipped at his bottom lip, pulling away with the lip still caught in your teeth. He gripped your chin and turned your head to the side and attacked your lips voraciously, his mouth sucking and biting until you gripped his shoulder. You tried to undo your skirt and hike up a leg simultaneously. You nearly fell over in your haste and Chanyeol chuckled at your struggle breathlessly.
“Careful. I would hate it if you fell,” he pressed a soft kiss to the to hollow behind your ear. Instead of letting it get to you, you reached for his half-erection and palmed it biting into his collarbone. He groaned low in his throat and you snickered.
“Don’t be too loud. Jongdae would never let us live it down,” you whispered conspiratorially. He hefted you up from your thighs and practically tossed you on his bed. You were shocked by the show of strength. You’d always considered him a gentle giant despite his recent gym visits, but apparently he was much stronger than you thought. To be honest it turned you on so much that you clenched your legs on instinct. He paused at the show of chastity.
“You okay?” he asked, raising his eyebrow. You giggled and reached for his ears, pulling him down.
“I’m fine you big dork. I’m just surprised you could manhandle me like that. Just know that if you give me a bruise I’m gonna bite until I break skin.” you threatened lightly, and divested yourself of the troublesome skirt. He followed your lead, kissing skin as it was revealed. When you were both suitably naked you wrapped your legs around him and twisted, switching positions so that you were on top.
“Okay, this view is better.” he admitted, shrugging as best he could laying down. You smirked and pressed a lingering kiss on his lips.
“Okay, before we do this, when was the last time you were tested?”
“Four months ago, clean. Haven’t had sex since.” he said after a moment of thought. You nodded.
“It’s been about the same for me. But I still want condoms,” you said, pointing at him. He leaned up and snatched your wrist, kissing your palm and trailed kisses up your arm and latched onto your neck and suckled the tender skin.
“Done deal. I always put on raincoats for my trouser snake.” he said. You jerked away in surprise.
“Do you really call them that?” you fought the laughs bubbling in your throat but he seemed to relish in it rather than being embarrassed.
“No.”
“Good because I think I would laugh endlessly after envisioning your penis in a raincoat,” you confessed. Though to be honest, feeling that thing pressed against you, you doubt you could find anything funny about it.
“Liar, everyone tells me it’s intimidating. Don’t be scared. I’ll be gentle.” he promised leaning back down. He was cocky about it, but you said nothing. He was’t usually the type for useless bluster.
“Oh? You promise eh? Well, lead the way.” you gestured grandly.
“Actually you’ll do most of the work. Get up here,” he said. At first you didn’t understand what he meant, but then he gestured to his face and your core warmed considerably and you crawled forward hovering over his face.
“Have at it,” you whispered settling down until your core was right over his mouth. Chanyeol didn’t shy away and swiped your folds with a wide lick. Your hips ground down reflexively and you sighed languidly, rocking your hips slowly, covering your mouth with one hand and gripping the headboard with the other. His hands went up to your thighs and gripped hard, the obscene noise from below you muffled as your thighs closed tighter. He was both enthusiastic and talented. He was tender with your clit, and dipped his tongue inside of you enthusiastically and fucked you with his tongue.
You lifted up a bit and allowed him to breathe. He pulled you back down however, clearly not finished with you yet. Your hand on the headboard was white-knuckled and your lip was definitely going to be swollen from all the biting you did just to be quiet. But it was worth it. Chanyeol was clearly really good at this.
“Chanyeol,” you whined reaching down to grip his hair, nearly pulling strands of that thick black hair out. He moaned as his lips wrapped around your clit and you shuddered, leaning forward until your forehead rested against the headboard. He suckled on your clit, licking it at the same time. Your toes curled and your fists clenched and suddenly you felt your muscles tense and then relax all at once. Chanyeol sensed your orgasm and slowed his ministrations as you rode your orgasm out. When you were satiated you scooted back until you rested on his abdomen, panting heavily.
He leaned up and wiped his mouth and smirked at your flushed face.
“I trust that you enjoyed yourself?” he asked teasingly, reaching into the nightstand and pulling out a condom. You leant back on your arms as he crawled over you. He didn’t enter you--at least the way you want him too. His index finger entered you slowly, and you wiggled your hips incessantly.
“C’mon Chanyeol I’m a big girl don’t hold out on me.” you bit your lip and lifted your hips, urging him to fill you. He added a second finger and scissored them, his motions careful and slow.
“Hey I’m aware that you’re the biggest badass, but I’m not really one to rush into it. Plus I’m a bit wider than you think,” he grinned pressing a lingering kiss to your stomach, sucking until he was sure a hickey would form.
“I’m kinda a masochist. Lay it on me,” you urged, squeezing his fingers eagerly inside. He chuckled and pulled them out and positioned himself at your entrance, teasing your core before slowly pushing in. You widened your legs for him, gasping as you stretched to accommodate him. He was big but not bigger than you could handle--but only just. The whole thing was only little awkward, but mostly because you kept trying to not laugh, while he snickered openly.
“Just a warning I’m really loud.” you gasped out. Chanyeol stopped moving long enough to bury his face in your neck and laugh quietly. His breath tickled and you squirmed. He thrusted slowly, lifting his head up and making eye contact.
“Duly noted,” he whispered, but he seemed more focused on what was happening below your hips. You leaned up and kissed him lightly, settling back down on the mattress.
“Fuck me,” you ordered quietly. Chanyeol rested his elbows on either side of your body and went to work.
The next morning, you were hungover and sore, with several hickeys scattered on your chest. You turned and saw Chanyeol behind you, his entire body wrapped around yours. According to the clock it was just after ten, which was the earliest you’d ever been awake after a night of drinking. You extricated yourself from Chanyeol and went to his bathroom and washed up as best you could. You had no idea where your underwear was, but it wouldn’t be the first time you lost it at Chanyeol’s place. Jongdae and Baekhyun were still knocked out, and they looked like they hadn’t moved since they fell asleep.
You wandered into the kitchen to get a glass of water and medicine when you noticed Kyungsoo in the kitchen making everyone’s favorites.
“I don’t need to give either of you the shovel talk do I? Or about sexual safety?” he asked, measuring out seasoning for the meat in the skillet.
You rolled your eyes and hopped onto a counter, wincing as you did so.
“Nope. Were we that loud?” you asked. He shook his head.
“I woke up to pee and heard you guys going at it at like, three in the morning.” he supplied.
“Really? That means you missed the good part. I did this thing with my tongue and he came in like two minutes I’m super proud of myself,” you bragged snatching a piece of meat from the skillet. He smacked your hand and you whined, holding the scalding meat in your mouth before chewing it.
“Is there any bread around here?” he asked. You shrugged.
“I don’t know, and don’t try to change the subject. Praise me for my cock sucking skills.” you insisted. Kyungsoo turned and maintained a disappointed father look and you sighed.
“I am not praising you for that. Besides, as soon as the glow wears off you’re gonna have to talk about it and I know you hate emotions that are deeper than hungry, horny, or tired.”
“True. But we’ll work something out. Want me to wake up Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum?”
“Yes please. If they sleep any longer they’ll melt into the couch. Get loverboy too,”
You snorted and went to the living room and shook Baekhyun and Jongdae.
“Get up, sleepy heads. Kyungsoo is cooking and you guys can’t sleep all day,”
“Watch me,” Jongdae grumbled.
“If you don’t get up I’m eating all the meat.” you said. Baekhyun jerked up and stumbled off the loveseat. Jongdae followed, loudly asking what was for breakfast. You went back to Chanyeol’s room and sat at the edge of his bed.
“Chanyeol get up.” you said. He rolled over and looked at you blearily.
“What time is it?” he asked, rubbing his eyes.
“Time for you to get up and eat whatever Kyungsoo decided to make. Come on, Jongdae and Baekhyun are in there and I want to eat something besides crumbs.”
He rolled over onto his back and stared at you before sitting up and ruffling his hair, messing it up even more.
“Can’t I just kick them out, since this is my place?” he grumbled. You ran a tender hand through his hair before gripping it a little and pinching his other cheek.
“Chanyeol we both know you’re not going to kick them out. Just get up. I told Kyungsoo I’d get you up but I will leave if it means I can eat.” you said matter of factly. Chanyeol sighed and nodded.
“Sure, okay. I’ll be right there. Save me a plate if they’ve already started?” he asked.
“No problem, I have enough manners to let the homeowner eat in his own house.” You left his room and went to the kitchen and stood next to Kyungsoo at the stove while you waited for him to finish cooking. In the meantime you chatted with Jongdae and Baekhyun.
“You sleep well?” you asked. Baekhyun shook his head.
“Not really. Every time I sleep over here I get a back ache. This couch is like rocks covered in window seats. Fuck this furniture,” Baekhyun complained stretching out his back as best as he could.”
“Oh look at that stretch, no need to bring sexy back ‘cause it’s you Baek, look at that tummy!” you smiled. He laughed good-naturedly. Jongdae poked at Baekhyun’s stomach and shuffled next to Kyungsoo, trying to get something from the pan.
“Get back, Jongdae or I’ll flick this grease at you,” Kyungsoo threatened, turning to point the spatula threateningly. Jongdae lifted his hands and backed away.
“I was just checking your progress bro, chill.”
“Did you just call me bro?” Kyungsoo asked. His voice was flat and his face deadpan. Jongdae stared blankly in return before they both cracked up.
“Oh Jongdae does it and it’s laughs and fun times. I do it and get threats of violence,” Baekhyun grumbled.
“Shut up I already live with you what do you want from me?” Kyungsoo asked. Baekhyun smirked and winked.
“How about a kiss?”
Before Kyungsoo could retort--or indeed give Baekhyun a kiss--Chanyeol swept into the room declaring that everyone who wasn’t helping clear out.
“Kyungsoo and I need to space to feed you leeches, so fuck off.” he waved everyone out and you left last taking a moment to pinch Chanyeol’s ass before darting out.
As always when you settled into the night shift and multi-tasked. But instead of micromanaging at the desk you were managing social media.
You received a text from the phone you weren’t supposed to have and saw a text from Chanyeol.
{You}: Oh thank god i was so bored! Plz tell me you can pull me out of work😡
{Chanyeol}: Nope. just bored. Nothing good on tv
{You}: That’s because you have shitty taste in tv
{You}: But hey do you boo
{Chanyeol}: i’d rather you do me tbh. it gets boring by yourself😛😜
{You}: You’re a fucking dork. R u propositioning me? U can just ask if you want it👅💦
A thrill of adventure went down your back and you cleared your throat before placing your phone down.
“Okay get it together, girl. I’m a grown woman not a horny teen.” you chanted to yourself. You ignored the next two messages and pretended to work before glancing back down.
{Chanyeol}: I can? is that a thing???
{Chanyeol}: i mean this isnt a thing i do so i dont really know…
{You}: Don’t hurt yourself. It’ll be a casual thing. We can discuss this weekend over breakfast. U busy?
After you replied you tapped on the desk anxiously. This was probably a huge mistake. It was a classic rom-com trope. Boy and girl are close friends decide to be friends with benefits, someone falls in love, someone gets heart broken, they get in a relationship, roll credits. But fuck if it was gonna be you falling in love.
{Chanyeol}: meet me @ the diner @ 10am? Lay down some ground rules
{You}: see you then
“Okay nice I can do this. It’s gonna be fun,” you murmur to yourself encouragingly. Work after that was as boring as usual and you called Kyungsoo the day before to properly freak out.
“Kyungsoo I have made a colossal mistake,” you began in lieu of a greeting. Kyungsoo sighed.
“Did you drink tequila again?”
“What? No! But I asked Chanyeol to meet me at the diner to lay down ground rules,” you said.
“For what?”
“Our friends with benefits situation.”
“So name all the reasons why you think this is a mistake, and all the reasons why it may be a good idea,” he said.
“Okay, Chanyeol is one of my best friends and most of my friends have met him and know him. That’s good. But if this goes sour like all my circles of friendship will know about it. Chanyeol is kind of a romantic at heart which is nice, but I only wanna sex him up. He’s pretty chill about everything these days since he’s getting old, but what if I fall in love and this ruins all my future relationships?”
“You know you’re only talking about him? What about you?”
“What do you mean?” you asked, fighting the urge to sing the song.
“Well you’re naming things he might do wrong. You’re just as likely to ruin things. But before you do this, do you want to sleep with him?”
“Yes, I mean I always suspected Chanyeol was good at sex, but now I know. He exceeds all expectations and when I say he knows what he’s doing I mean he knows. But I digress, this is going to be okay, because Chanyeol is a reasonable guy.”
“Yeah, too bad he has to deal with such emotional train wreck,” he snarked. You snorted.
“Okay, Mr. I-can’t-show-affection,” you mocked him. He snorted.
“You’re exaggerating,” he said dismissively. You rolled your eyes.
“Baekhyun thought you secretly hated him until a year ago.”
“So?”
“You’ve been friends for seven years.”
“We have an understanding. In public I’m too shy to be affectionate and in private I give him all the love he needs,” Kyungsoo explained. You furrowed your brow.
“Is that a reference to sex? Kyungsoo that’s gross. I don’t want to think about my friends having sex.”
“Neither do I, yet here I am. Hearing about you trying to sex up Chanyeol. Do you see how ridiculous you’re being?”
“Yeah but I’m being difficult because I’m scared,” you mumble. Kyungsoo sighed. “What if I ruin our friendship? You guys are my best friends and I really don’t want to risk anything.”
“Then don’t,” he said. You sighed.
“I guess that’s really what I should do. Since I’m so confused I should just not do it. Alright, you’re right. Listen, I’m gonna go okay? Try not to be mean to anyone today, okay?” you asked.
“I make no promises. Bye,”
“Bye,”
For the following week you were filled with nerves and surprisingly, Chanyeol was keeping you from screaming in frustration during work hours. He texted and messaged you as usual and he didn’t mention the upcoming meeting. You found yourself being extremely thankful for his behavior and so, when the day came you offered to pay.
“No I’ve got it.” he dismissed easily. You rolled your eyes.
“Don’t try to be a hero. Okay, so I thought about everything and I wanted to know what you expect from this and why with me specifically. I know for a fact that you don’t have a problem getting people in your bed. So why me?”
Chanyeol was quiet, forming the response in his head before saying it. He was like that sometimes. Sometime he just blurted things out, but it was almost always the truth. He wasn’t much of a liar, and you doubted he would lie about something like this.
“Well, with you I know there won’t be any awkwardness with some of the conversations. Like this one, or the one about sexual activity. And I know you’d never lie about it where a stranger might. And...you’re familiar. I know you so I feel safe being so intimate,” he said slowly. You nodded in response. The waitress came and went, and accepted your orders for drinks and when she flitted away you had a response.
“I’m glad that you can trust me and I want you to know that I trust you too. But Chanyeol I know you. You give everything your best effort even when it might be better for you to relax a bit. And I don’t want you to get into this and we can’t be friends again,” you crossed your arms at the table and Chanyeol frowned.
“I’m not sure what you mean.” he said. You were surprised. He really didn’t know.
“Chanyeol you fall in love so easily. And we’ve known each other for a long time. I’m afraid that if we do this you’ll view this as a relationship. Because we’ll still be friends and even if we don’t go on dates they might feel like that. And I’m not going to fall in love. I don’t want to hurt you by mistake.” you explained. Chanyeol was about to speak when the waitress came back with the drinks and took your orders.
“I guess I see what you mean. So, you don’t want this to happen?” he asked. You shook your head.
“No, not if there’s even a chance we won’t be able to be friends anymore,”
He nodded and was silent and for a moment you worried how he was gonna take it.
“I get it. I’m glad we talked about this. And you’re right. If I wanna have sex I can definitely just find someone and if I want more I can do that too,” he said.
It was silent and you lifted your hand silently and received a high five.
“We’re the most adultiest adults to ever exist. Props to us,” you praised. He nodded seriously.
“We’re awesome.”
You both paused before cracking up and causing some of the other patrons to glance at you.
“You know Kyungsoo heard us that night? Or morning rather,” you smiled. Chanyeol looked amused but not surprised.
“I’m not surprised. We were kinda loud. Did he peek?”
“No, but he apparently missed the bulk of our good time. Poor guy. I think we could’ve gone for an olympic medal.”
“I don’t know, there was a point where I was doing all the work. Like, you literally just laid there.” he teased.
“Yeah and I paid you back with a fantastic orgasm in two minutes. Where are my pancakes and obscene amount of meat and eggs?”
“Cooking. Wait, you little hooligan!” he admonished. You made a face at him but your heart was filled with fondness. You and Chanyeol were still friends and now you had inside jokes.
The smile he sent you confirmed his thoughts were similar.
“Just double checking, we’re good right?” he asked. You smirked.
“Yeah, we’re better than good, nerd.” you replied.
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