later bb

25 she/her mdni https://khineyyy.carrd.co/

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

We’re not gonna talk about the things he made you do during after-class sessions which you’re sure had nothing to do with Physics …! Now he’s in the back of your mind whenever you sit down cuz of the amount of sticky evidence between your legs

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

So incredibly horny now 😊😊😊😊 I’ve missed Baekhyun’s magazine shots.

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

I miss you daddy hope you’re doing okay 😔

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

#whoremembers

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

Are we fucking kidding

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Guess who woke me up at 3 in the morning

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The clock had yet to strike six. The sun barely peeking over in the distance. The soothing rustle of clothes on his body was the first thing you registered upon partly waking. Everything seemed to be in a blurry state— soft yet fleeting like last night. “Thank you, I had a good night last night. I’ll see you when I see you again.” A sweet kiss on your lips was the last thing you remembered before he walked out that hotel room, never once looking back. Because he would never…

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

“I’m pathetic, right, Baekhyun?” You couldn’t help but let out a shaky exhale. You held on to those big hands that were resting upon your lower belly as he stayed inside of you unmoving.

You watched as he swallowed, once again realizing just how good his throat looked— veined and sweaty, painted in dark pink bruises.

“Why do you like me so much, baby?” He asked you.

I don’t know, Baek. I don’t know. I love you so much.

“I don’t know… But it hurts me knowing you’ll never feel the same or we might never cross paths again after this.”

He leaned down, planting the sweetest kiss on your lips, “Well, I’m all yours in this moment, am I not? You can do whatever you want, baby.”

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

The amount of seretonin this song gives me...

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

How u been bb? Haven’t been here in a hot minute guys.. life has not been going easy on me. Like I’ve been crying 3 days in a row. I don’t even want to talk about what happened no more cuz it would just drain the fuck out of me.

Have a banana pudding matcha, guys! This is one of the best matcha spots in town and it’s super yummy 😋🤭😍

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

The clock had yet to strike six. The sun barely peeking over in the distance. The soothing rustle of clothes on his body was the first thing you registered upon partly waking. Everything seemed to be in a blurry state— soft yet fleeting like last night. “Thank you, I had a good night last night. I’ll see you when I see you again.” A sweet kiss on your lips was the last thing you remembered before he walked out that hotel room, never once looking back. Because he would never…

[ghost-strawb-eri]

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

As a Chinese (who speaks zero chinese), this is so important to me! I haven't celebrated CNY in years since I moved countries. Hopefully this year I can go celebrate in SF!!! Money money come come !!!!! 🍀🍀🍀

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

I wanna write more baekhyun’s diary. This dude be yearning like it’s his business

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

There’s so many things I wanna do with you… (Baekhyun’s diary)

notes: yearning baekhyun.

Yes baby. I’d do anything to have that split second of physical contact with you. You heard me. Why do I feel myself getting hot and my chest tightening every time you come up to me? I’ll purposely cover your hand in mine under the pretense of checking if the mango is ripe or not. I’ll forever be lost in your eyes especially when you’re talking about something you found so interesting off the internet. You’ll never know what goes through my mind when you do that. But baby, please go easy on my heart. Do you know how rude you are when you don’t greet me whenever you come to work in the morning? Especially when you sure know my eyes would follow you around whenever you come in. I’m gonna have to do something about that later. Bad mood, or good mood. Ok, I’ll say it. “Good morning! How are you today?”

You want a quick grocery run for your house today after work. Ok, is this even a question? Always. But will you hold my right hand when I drive you?

[lovecomesbaek]

LOVE COMES BACK (part nineteen)

Previous: (part 1) (part 9) (part 18)

Summary: Baekhyun, newly established as your boyfriend, takes you out for your first official date as a couple. His goal is to make sure you never so much as look at another man again. You don’t know it yet, but you’re going to fall even harder and faster than you thought was possible. He will make sure of it.

Pairing: idol!baekhyun x fem!reader

Contents: 18+ minors DNI ⚠️ 🛑 DO NOT read these or the tags if you want to read this chapter unspoiled! couple-y things, sickeningly cute moments, oral (male and female receiving), saliva and other bodily fluids

Status: Ongoing

Author’s Note: 7.8k words! INDULGENCE! Yes… We deserve this after the few months that have passed by since my last upload. I hope everyone including Baekhyun can experience love and pleasure such as this. PS. originally this chapter was going to be much longer, but I’m saving the other half for next time. I hope you enjoy, and as always, please let me know what you think in the comments!

the song ~ Flamin’ Hot Lemon by Jaehyun

the playlist ❤️‍🔥🎧

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"How about this one? It's cute, right?" You walked over to the mirror and tried the cap on, turning to Baekhyun for approval.

"Umm," he pressed his lips together in a straight line, “I think we can find a better one. The color washes you out a bit.”

You turned back to the mirror, surveying your reflection to find that he was right. In your excitement of finding a cute design, you hadn't even considered the color complimenting your complexion. The orange of the stitching and hallabong fruit patch looked great with the taupe color of the hat, but the neutral tone did nothing for your skin.

"Yeah, I guess so. How about you pick one for me? Please, jagiya…" you said the last part with what you hoped would be an irresistible pout.

He looked around the shop, making sure no one was paying attending and stepped closer to whisper, "Of course, my pretty girl. Ask me for anything like that, and I'll do whatever you want."

"Whatever I want?", you replied, your mind flipping through various scenarios that were anything but innocent. His eyes crinkled into a smile above his mask.

"Eung, dangyeonhaji." Yes, of course. He squeezed your hand, giving you a knowing look, as if he could read your thoughts. Where the mask covered his face, your brain filled in the smirk that was undoubtedly present. It was a shame having to wear masks in public, but it was still too risky. You missed his face.

"Come on, I'll find you a good one!", he said as he grasped your hand and dragged you towards the door, making sure to thank the shop employee with a slight bow before exiting.

It was a gorgeous, bright morning- the clouds had almost dissipated from the last remnants of the storm that had rolled in the day before, and the autumn sun grew warmer by the minute. Although the day had started rainy and cold, the air was now fresh, clear, and briney with the scent of the sea - a perfect second-to-last day here on your island paradise with your perfect boyfriend. Boyfriend. He had confirmed it verbally, yet you still had trouble reconciling truth with fantasy. You squeezed his hand to reassure yourself he was not a figment of your imagination, and he squeezed back in answered reenforcement.

The day was young, but it felt like so much had happened already, which was understandable considering the early hour in which you had gotten up. You had achieved a lot since beginning the day with being healed by Baekhyun in the bathtub.

After the sweetest morning spent with him taking care of you (in so many ways), Baekhyun had had resumed the work of tying up loose ends he had started before dawn. This had left you with plenty of time to get ready for the day in an unhurried manner and pause for some reflection on the past few days. You had formed an emotional attachment to the old house with its earthly, grounding energy. The time-worn stone steps, the strong, polished wooden beams that had witnessed countless human moments over the years… these elements now held record of one of the most significant times in your life. Before getting ready for the day, you had made sure to take photos and videos of every inch of the house you could, focusing on the tiniest details so you would never forget it.

It had been so nice and cozy, staying in comfortable clothes while spending so many soft and sensual moments with him in the house as the rain pattered the roof and windows, but today it had felt good to dress in real clothes. Today, you had wanted to look your best. You hadn't felt pressured by him to look a certain way, but out of your own pride in this newfound relationship status, you had wanted to look the prettiest for your namchin. This was your first outing as a fully-fledged couple in public. No one would know it except the two of you, of course, but it felt important and significant.

He always looked so put-together, even in loosely-fitted clothes, and you had felt like you needed to dress a bit more stylish today, so you had chosen a simple, flattering silhouette, an outfit that would give you some confidence to walk beside him. You decided on your black ankle-length stovepipe denim jeans with a button fly, a fitted black mock-turtleneck, a tan, lightweight midi trench coat with wide lapels, and pristine white platform chuck taylor converse sneakers. A small cream colored cross-body purse felt like it fit the vibe just right.

Baekhyun's eyes lit up as you had walked into the kitchen fully dressed for your day out. He had covered his phone mic and mouthed "yeppeo" silently, smiling and nodding when you had pointed to yourself and said "na?" in response. His answering close-lipped smile and nod melted you a bit. He had far too much power over you with just a look of approval. The fact that you would do almost anything for his approval should have scared you, but it didn't.

You had done your hair and makeup as he'd finished his work, later joining you in getting ready once he had wrapped up his work for the day. He had changed into some slightly more subdued clothing than his typical look, not wanting to draw attention to himself with the usual brand name designer clothes he was used to wearing. He chose a simple black hooded zip sweater you swore you had seen him wear during some album promotions, his gold chrome hearts cross necklace, the straight-legged jeans and boots he had worn on the first night at the Flying Hog, and an understated black beanie (although if you looked closely, you would see the black embroidered Chanel logo. His ears were so recognizable, so it was no wonder he often wore knit hats that covered his ears when he wanted to blend in. A beautiful leather jacket finished the look off in perfect Baekhyun fashion. He looked fucking edible.

As you surveyed yourself in the floor length mirror after finishing your hair and makeup, he sidled up next to you, tilting his head in tandem with your own. He grasped your hand and smiled.

"Ready to go, beautiful?", he asked. He took your breath away.

You nodded and smiled at him in the reflection. "Yes, baby," you said as you turned towards him, reaching your hands up around his neck and pulling him closer. He responded instantly, wrapping his arms around your waist. He met your lips with a half-open kiss that ignited your insides, turning them into a swirling, fluttering energy. Your body melted forward, molding to his as the kiss went from sweet to needy, your heart rate increasing as his tongue brushed the tip of yours.

"If you keep kissing me like this, we won't get very far," you said and he chuckled in response.

He pulled back, smiling and biting his lip. "You started it. You can't expect me not to want my girlfriend every second of the day when you're looking this sexy. And you smell so good," he said as he pressed his nose to the spot behind your ear. It sent tingles down your arm and leg.

"Fuck, Baekhyun! Stop it or I'm going to devour you right here." The turtleneck and trench coat felt too hot. You wished he was undressing you. Didn't we fuck just hours ago? You had never had so much sex in such a short span of time, but now it was never enough.

"Stop what?", he asked. "This?" He grabbed your ass and kissed that special spot behind your ear, laughing at the way your legs gave out and you dangled from around his neck.

"Aghhh! Okay, okayyyy," he said, setting you upright and dragging you to the door. "But later? What was that word you used?"

"Devour?"

"Yeah. Devour. What does it mean?"

You giggled. "It means… uhh… like when you eat something, but very quickly and greedily."

"Hoho! Yes, ne gongjunim" he said with mischief glinting in his eyes. Yes, princess. "We can devour each other later." He adjusted his pants as he led the way to the car.

Today, Baekhyun had chosen to do the driving, giving you a chance to film some scenery for the vlog (still yet unnamed). The road leading to the north side of the island followed the coastline, revealing stunning ocean and mountain vistas, fields of canola that would turn bright yellow in the spring (you definitely wanted to come back to see them as well as the cherry blossoms), and you also got to take in the countless cafes, restaurants, shops, and homes that dotted the landscape along the way.

His hand never left your leg, which to you, was so hot as he steered the car with one hand. You felt claimed by him. Every feminist cell in your body protested as you entertained the thought of a possessive boyfriend Baekhyun. You bit your lip as he glanced at you, and you again wondered if he could read your mind because he smirked in that knowing way you had associated with him figuring out a game or puzzle, as if to say I own you.

The first stop of the day had landed you in Jeju City, experiencing a feeling of contentment you hadn't felt before as you spent the morning in the sunshine, just being with him. You felt the time ticking, aware of the fact that in just a few days you'd be back in your own time zone, thousands of miles away from him. But that was for future you to worry about. You tried your best to stow that nagging feeling away, determined to be present and soak up every detail of this perfect day with Baekhyun.

Right now, his soft, warm hand held yours and his rich, clean scent trailed from him, two of the five senses you could focus on to make this moment stick strongly and permanently in your memory. Oh, and here is a third one, you thought to yourself as you listened to him quietly humming to himself that same undetectable tune that had been stuck in his head for days.

You strolled past storefronts selling all sorts of things: coffee, stationery, bike rentals, seafood, and so many hallabong themed items that for the rest of your life, you would always associate this shade of orange with Jejudo.

Walking along the sidewalk of the coastal city, hand-in-hand with the man of your dreams felt surreal. You took every opportunity to look at yourself in the window reflections, delighted every time to see yourself with him. Haha! There's the fourth!, you said in your head. If only I could taste him right now.

Even with his hat, sunglasses, and mask on, you were hyper-aware of how Baekhyun stood out from other people around town. Maybe it was because you were so in tune with everything about him, but even his gait seemed so obvious, and it made you feel a little bit nervous as if at any moment someone would recognize him.

If you could be honest with yourself, you would say you looked good by his side. It was a bit scary though, imagining what people would say about you if someone were to take a photo and upload it online. People on the internet were viscious, soulless, and you wondered if your skin was thick enough to handle the discourse and scrutiny if you were to be found out.

You tried to tell yourself it didn't matter what people would say or think because he really wanted to be with you. You stuffed the nerves back down and focused on your insanely gorgeous boyfriend and all the ways you could enjoy the day with him. This was real… and now the sun was warming your skin as he walked beside you with that sexy strut you always found so devastatingly attractive. He always made sure to walk on the side closest to the road, switching sides and hands when necessary. His chivalry didn't go unnoticed by you. His parents really raised him right.

Suddenlty, a strong gust of wind whipped your hair around in all directions, and you hoped he would be able to pick out the perfect souvenir hat for you as soon as possible. As if on cue, the next shop you came upon was another gift shop.

"Yogi moja ga isseoyo." They have hats here. He pointed to the shop's display window bearing a large assortment of hats.

"Yeah! I think we will find one here!", you said as he held the door open for you.

The shop was filled to the brim with every type of souvenir that you could want. You put your mental blinders on and beelined for the hats, scanning them while Baekhyun selected the first one for you to try on. He pushed his sleeves back a bit, the veins in his hands and arms highlighted by the natural light coming down through the skylight above; in doing so, he had also revealed the golden and amber colored beads of the bracelet you had given him at the temple. The citrine bracelet. Your heart nearly burst out of your chest at the sight of the circle of beads catching the light and glowing brightly on his slender wrist. It was a simple gesture, wearing the accessory you had given him, when he had so many other beautiful pieces of jewelry to choose from. The significance wasn't lost on you.

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"You wore it," you said. Your hand reached up to touch the bracelet as he picked a hat for you to try on.

"Ne… ottaeyo?" Yes. What do you think? He could tell you were touched at the surprise, having hidden the bracelet beneath his sleeve throughout the morning.

"It looks so good on you," you said. "Do you really like it?"

It was an interesting dynamic. Sometimes he forgot that first and foremost you started as a fan. There was still a disconnect between both sides of you. The fan, and his Y/N. He knew you had been invested in him and the group for years, and he knew you had held yourself back from completely freaking out in front of him, but in moments like this, where you couldn't quite believe he would "humble himself", it made him remember how much this must mean for you. And this was all besides the fact that he really did love the bracelet. The smooth beads felt good against his skin. It contained the essence of you and all of your positive energy, like a talisman. A gift from your heart.

"I love it, pretty! It's my good luck charm. And when I wear it, you'll always be with me. I feel protected," he said, smiling because it was true.

You nodded and took the hat he held forward in his other hand. "I'm so glad you like it," you said, but your eyes told him so much more. Your sincerity caught him off guard at times. Even the small things held meaning for you.

You placed it on your head, swiveling your head back and forth to see it from different angles in the mirror. It was a nice-looking hat. Navy blue with orange embroidered university style block letters spelling out JEJU on the front.

"How did you know?", you said, turning to him smiling and holding the bill cutely between your thumb and index finger. So cute. "I love it."

"Yeah, it's perfect," he said. "Give it to me. I'll buy it for you!

"Really? Thank you baby! That's so sweet," you said.

"Just wait over there, okay?" He gestured towards the door of the shop. He hoped he didn't sound too bossy, but he had to be careful.

"Okay, I'll go look at the stationery by the door," you said. Your eye contact told him you understood.

He walked up and handed the hat to the cashier, a woman in her late thirties to early forties.

"Just the hat then?", she said, not looking up until she had rung up the hat. Did she do a double take, or was that his imagination? He was wearing his mask, but tugged his beanie lower out of nervous habit.

"Yes. No bag, thanks." He handed her some cash and said, "Keep the change, thank you," as she handed the hat back. He couldn't tell if she recognized him or not.

He swiftly walked away and guided you out the door before you had a chance to say anything.

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He grabbed your hand and pulled you along silently, his grip a bit tighter than usual.

"Everything alright, baby?", you asked as he led you onto a side street.

"Yeah, everything is fine! Here," he said as he ripped the tag off the hat and placed it on your head. "Hehe… So cute!"

The tension you had felt seconds ago dissipated as his eyes smiled above the mask. What was that all about? Your intuition must have been off today.

"Thank you! The wind was driving me crazy," you said as he straightened the bill and tucked some hair behind your ears, his eyes glancing so briefly over your shoulder that you might have imagined it.

"Okay, pretty! Where are we going next?"

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Dotoree Kitchen specialized in a dish called cheongchon soba- a refreshing, tangy broth with chewy soba noodles and topped with green tangerines. It sounded unusual and this was probably the dish you were most looking forward to trying on this trip.

It came as no surprise to you that you really enjoyed it, but you were surprised at how much Baekhyun liked it. He kept commenting on how different the flavor was, yet he kept tasting it and finally decided that he really enjoyed it.

"With me, you'll never experience a boring meal. I want to introduce you to so many foods that I love, baby!"

"Okay, pretty. I'll let you pick the restaurants from now on," he said. His eyes scanned the area near the door as more guests entered the restaurant. It had started out pretty empty, but was filling up quickly now that it was lunchtime. He slipped his mask back over his face.

"That was so good. I feel very… light?"

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I'm full, but I don't feel like I need a nap."

"Mmm," he agreed, his eyes darting around, no doubt scanning for prying eyes.

"Let's go pay and get out of here." Now you were sure you didn't imagine his nervousness earlier.

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The next stop was a coffee shop you had saved in your tab for Jeju City. It was a tiny, magical coffee shop tucked inside another Hanok, and this one coincidentally reminded you of the entrance to Cimer Club with its stone path entrance and greenery growing everywhere, even inside the cafe. You could hardly contain the squeal wanting to escape your throat as you spotted a calico cat sleeping in a tree in the courtyard entryway.

Maeumeon was a dessert cafe, but as you were still full from lunch, you kept the order light and not too filling. Thankfully this spot was quiet and run by an older gentleman, the odds of him recognizing Baekhyun were far less than at the previous spot.

He chose a cozy table in the corner of the adjacent room, offering even more privacy in case more people entered the cafe. You could tell he felt much more at ease here. As you placed the tray on the table and sat down, he removed his mask completely and sighed contently.

"This place is so cute! I could live here," you said as you took your coat off and hung it on the back of the chair. You pushed your sleeves up your wrists, handed Baekhyun his iced Americano, and reached for your drink, taking a long sip through the straw. The iced ginger latte was cold in your mouth, but its spiciness warmed your throat on the way down. You took a bite of the sticky rice cake, a traditional Korean dessert, and it paired perfectly with the drink. Not too sweet, but perfectly chewy. You continued in this fashion, lost in a dreamy culinary experience as you took another sip, another bite, another sip.

Baekhyun stared at you, not saying a word but he bit down on his thumb and it remained between his perfect white teeth as you took in the setting of the cafe, enjoying the food and the drink and his presence. There was soft music coming from somewhere. He had a far-off look in his eyes, squinting ever so slightly as if studying you, or maybe he was disassociating. Maybe he was tired from being up since before dawn. You couldn't figure it out.

His eyes bored into you as he shifted, took a sip of coffee, and sucked his lower lip into his mouth as he blinked slowly. You were beginning to feel self-conscious.

"What? Do I have something on my face?", you asked. His eyes snapped into focus and he smiled softly. He crossed his legs and arms as he leaned back as he looked you up and down.

"You are beautiful. So, so beautiful, Y/N."

That wasn't what you expected, and it made the butterflies swirl up into a vortex in your belly.

"Not as beautiful as the person I'm looking at," you replied.

"No, I don't think you understand how attractive you are." His foot nudged yours under the table. "Like right now, all I can think about is that kiss from earlier. And how sexy you look in that top." His smile was disarming. "I want to devour you right here on this table."

You squeezed your legs tightly together as you thought about those lips and mouth at your core, devouring you. A flush rose up your neck and into your cheeks. The collar of your turtleneck felt tight and suffocating as your body reacted to his words, so predictable now that it was embarrassing. Your breath rose and fell as your gaze remained locked on his. He chewed on his lip and swallowed, a smirk ever present on his face.

"I—," you cleared your throat, "What brought this on all of a sudden? I mean…" You had unconsciously gathered your hair up off your neck. The cafe was so warm and your cheeks were burning. The ginger in your drink was not helping either as heat bloomed in your belly. You could feel moisture along your spine, the tight fabric not helping to cool you in the slightest. You leaned in and whispered, "I would love nothing more, but we are so far from the house."

He looked around before finding your knee under the table. His fingers slid halfway up your thigh and tickled the sensitive skin there. He was enjoying watching you squirm. His devious look gave it away. He was toying with his prey, and you were happily caught in his trap.

"Did you know," he said as he leaned closer and wrapped his plump lips around the straw to take a sip, "Aewol is known for being a remote part of the island. It's mostly farmland and nature parks. I bet there are many places that are hidden from the public. And it's on the way back to the house."

"Is that so?"

He clamped down on the straw and bared his teeth in a wickedly beautiful grin.

"Mmmm!", he confirmed as he swallowed more coffee. "I would have thought in all your research about Jeju, you'd know this."

"Well, I mostly focused on landmarks and cafes, not places where a single female traveler could possibly get kidnapped," you scoffed playfully. Was he suggesting…

"My baby is not only beautiful, she is very smart and wise." His approval warmed your insides, and being called my baby made your legs clench together again. "Now that I'm here with you and you're not alone, would you like to explore a little bit? I think it would be fun," he added, breaking eye contact for the first time in a while and grazing your knee with his thumb. He looked up at you through his lashes, but his expression was more wolf-like than his usual puppy demeanor. There was hunger and want there, and you wondered if your eyes told the same story.

"I think that's a great idea," you said. You could read between the lines.

He nodded and stood up, offering a hand to help you rise to your feet. You quickly bused the table as he pushed the chairs in, waved goodbye to the man behind the counter, and made a swift exit.

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Baekhyun followed the route the maps app suggested along a tree-lined road to an unknown location. His mind was frenzied, and he was growing impatient. He had been driving for at least forty minutes. He stretched his hand across your thigh and his pinky finger came in contact with the place he was desperate to taste again. He dragged his fingernail across the denim and you made a small, whimper-ish sound. Apparently your nerves were lit up because the tiniest touches were getting you worked up. Electricity sparked in his body as he relished in the powerful feeling of giving his woman pleasure. It was his main objective as he searched the landscape for a spot to pull over. He hadn't seen any cars in about ten minutes, which bode well.

You were circling your hips now, chasing the contact of his one finger through your jeans.

Hold on, pretty. Just a little while longer and I will make you feel so good.

His eyes caught something and he slammed on the brakes, causing you to jolt forward as his arm reflexively flew to catch you and press you back to your seat.

"Sorry, I just noticed…" His arm rested on your seat back and he looked over his shoulder, reversing the car about twenty feet.

You looked to your right and saw what he was talking about.

"I would have never seen that road. Good job, baby!" You smiled at him, surprise and awe on your pretty face.

"Let's go," he said excitedly. He hoped it would be as deserted as it appeared from the road.

The trees here felt ancient and the sunlight had a harder time filtering through the dense canopy of trees above the road, almost forming a tunnel. In the summer, when the leaves were at their most dense, it would probably be even darker. This is promising.

The tree-tunnel opened upon a barren field with weeds now covering what should have been a crop of rice or soybeans. The car passed a dilapidated barn and some other structures that were in various stages of decay. There were corrals, but no animals on this property which he assumed was a deserted farm. He pulled the car down the gravel road that led around behind the barn into a small space between some trees. It was perfect.

You took your seatbelt off, the trench coat you had held in your lap now hung neatly on the back of your seat.

"This is a side of Jeju I never thought I'd get to see," you said. You leaned closer and caressed his neck, your thumb stroking his earlobe. "Thanks for bringing me on this excursion." He loved how you would play along with him. Searching for a hidden place to fuck was so much more amusing with your sense of humor.

Your eyes… your beautiful eyes sparkled and your lips called to him. He looked down at the shirt that had been taunting him since he first saw you wearing it in the kitchen. The fabric clung to your shape. He couldnt wait to get you out of it.

FUCK, she is so pretty. And she's all mine.

He giggled and pulled you forward, finally crashing his lips into yours and everything felt right again. Your plush lips parted, accepting his tongue into your mouth with a little moan. His favorite sound. No, actually he would be hearing his most favorite sound soon. He would be the one to bring it out of you.

His arms encircled you and drew you close, but not close enough. He pulled back, took his hat and jacket off as quickly as he could, and returned hastily. Your kisses were growing needier and messier, and now his hands were in your hair and your fingers pulled his hair, and it was a tangled mess of sighs and moans as the air in the car got hotter.

"Back seat?", you said breathlessly.

"Yeah."

He let you climb back first, noting how great your ass looked in those jeans. He followed, awkwardly folding his limbs this way and that to fit through the space between the seats. You were both giggling at the ridiculous sight of a grown man squeezing himself to fit, and then he crashed into the middle seat with a final twist. He moved one leg so that each foot was on either side of the center console, tucked under the front seats.

You quickly crawled onto his lap and straddled him, your hips immediately grinding down on his dick, and for the first time today, he groaned.

"Baby, I want you," you said. You sounded desperate for him and it made his heart ache.

"I want you too, pretty. So much." Your arms were around his shoulders and your head rested on him as you took your pleasure, rocking your hips into him. "Does that feel good, jagiya?"He loved how horny you'd get for him, worked up and out of your mind, and how he could increase your pleasure just by saying the right thing at the right time.

His fingers hooked under the hem of your shirt and pulled upward, felt the smooth skin of your back and unhooked your bra with one hand. He pushed you back and lifting the shirt higher, he pushed your bra out of the way to latch on to one gorgeous nipple while massaging the other.

"Fuck, baby," you said between heavy breaths. Your hips never stopped moving and his dick strained against his jeans, begging to be released, but he would wait. He had more important things to tend to. Such as getting your pants off so he could taste the flavor he most craved.

His fingers toyed with the top button of your fly and once he unfastened it, he grabbed both sides and pulled them open to reveal that soft and tender bit of skin, the lowest part of your belly that drove him absolutely insane. His thumb dipped down below your fly, under your panties to find you an already soaked mess.

"Unghhh," you moaned as his thumb easily found your clit and gently circled like he knew you needed to be touched there.

"Fuck, yes just like that," you said. He took your nipple back into his mouth, his lips sliding across the little bumps on your areola while his tongue flickered across the taut bud in the center. Your fingers felt incredible as they massaged and lightly scratched his scalp. Your little body twitches and cries were so satisfying to him... Those cues he listened for as he brought you to the brink of climax… it was building now, but he needed more. He needed you to lose yourself, and he wanted you to use him to get there.

"Jagiiii," he said, his voice coming out in a rasp. "Nae olgulre anja."

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You stared at him for a few seconds before his words registered. You weren't even sure if you heard him correctly. Did he just ask you to sit on his face?

"Please." His smile was a weapon you were powerless against.

"You want me to… sit on—"

"My face? Yeah, don't you want to?" His eyes went puppy-mode for a moment, and it made your heart leap. Riding Baekhyun's beautiful face had only ever been a deep, dark fantasy. It was even more tantalizing now that he was your boyfriend, and asking so sweetly. Another first.

"Help me out of my pants," you said as you used the seat backs to lift your body up, looking out the windows to make sure you were still alone on this abandoned piece of property.

He hooked his fingers around your jeans and underwear and tugged at each side to ease them off your hips as you awkwardly kicked your shoes off.

"Baby, you're so beautiful," he said as if this was the first time he was seeing your naked body. He squeezed the soft flesh of your hips and thighs with his long fingers as if finally possessing a long sought-after object. He then turned and shifted to the side to lay down across the back seat, removing his sweater and balling it up behind his head as a makeshift pillow.

"Come here, my goddess," he said as he admired your body from below.

You did your best to carefully straddle his head, laughing at the awkward posture you were in, and as he adjusted his arms to make your legs fit in any way that worked, you half-sat on his shoulders, painfully aware of the weight you added to his chest.

"It's okay, pretty. I'm fine!", he as he pulled you fully down on him by the hips.

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt or suffocate you."

"I promise. If I need air, I'll let you know, okay?"

You nodded and inched forward a little more, unsure of how high you needed to raise yourself to be at a good position for his mouth.

"Don't think too much… just sit on my face, please. I'm going crazy," he said as he caressed one of your nipples and smiled when you responded with a sigh. It was too good. His touch was heaven on earth.

Some of your wetness had already leaked onto his chest and neck, glistening on that freckle between his collarbones you loved so much . He scooted further down, his legs fully bent on the seat as he pushed you closer to his face and helped you position yourself right at his mouth. You grabbed the headrest for balance and his hands forced you up against his face. His tongue flicked out, sliding and finding your clit with deft precision. Your eyes snapped shut with the sudden pleasure searing through your nervous system. You began rocking your hips back and forth, sliding yourself across his tongue, using the leverage your arms provided to help you match his movements, while keeping some of your body weight off his neck and chin.

"Mmmph," was all he could say beneath you, but it was a reassuring, positive sound. He was enjoying himself and could breathe just fine. Your hesitation dissolved into pure bliss as he sucked on your clit, flattened his tongue and moved side to side, and you even felt his teeth graze your outer folds at some point. Your moans and gasps and occasional swear words were more than enough confirmation that he was a certified, world-class eater.

He moved his tongue down to your entrance and pressed you against his face again, his tongue fucking into you and his nose hitting your clit just right. You found a rhythm that was so good, you could probably come in less than a minute, but when it got too good, you would slow down, edging yourself on his beautiful mouth.

You reached back, suddenly aware of his neglected cock. He was already so hard, the poor thing. You did your best with one hand to unbutton, unzip and free him from the confines of his jeans and underwear. It sprang to life from its fabric prison and your fingers stroked the baby smooth skin, spread the pearl of pre-cum around the head, and stroked him at the same pace in which you were moving against his face.

"Mmmmm," he moaned, the sound muffled by your body writhing against him.

"Does that feel good, my angel?" You spat in your palm and tightened your grasp on him as he got even harder.

"Mmhmmmm."

His hips rose and fell, fucking into your hand, making you wish he was fucking you. But his tongue felt too good just now. You grabbed a fistful of his hair and fucked his face harder as he looked up at you with that piercing gaze. His fingers dug deeper into your flesh, pushing you harder against his mouth as your legs began to twitch and your stomach tightened into that familiar knot. Your eyes closed and your head fell back as you writhed above him, the grip on his hair holding him in place against your sensitive clit, completely at your command. The sexual power felt absolutely intoxicating.

You looked down and he was wincing.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry, baby!", you said and sat back on his chest, horrified that you potentially hurt him.

"It's okay," he said, smiling. "You pulled my hair a little hard."

"No, baby I'm so sorry! I got a little carried away," you said.

"It's okay, pretty! I liked it. Come back," he said as he pushed you toward his face again.

"FUCK!!" you shouted as he sucked your clit back into his mouth and shook it back and forth like a puppy with a toy. His growl came from deep in his chest as your hand found his cock again. You resumed fucking his mouth and closed your eyes once more, holding onto the back of the seat this time to balance your weight just right.

"Fuck, yes, just like that baby. Yes yes yes yes," you heard yourself say in a high pitched whining voice that surely couldn't belong to you.

You abandoned the hand job as stars began popping in your vision behind closed eyes— all you could concentrate on now was his tongue and a the steady pace he used to bring you to your climax.

"Oh, fuck," you said through clenched teeth as your hips waved and swirled in circles. "Oh god," you moaned as the ripples of pleasure tingled down to your toes.

"Mmhmmm," he mumbled. It was the sound of approval and encouragement as the orgasm hit you in waves. Even when he couldn't speak, he still managed to find a way to praise you. You felt like a sex goddess as he watched you cumming on his tongue.

Your hips continued to undulate as your core clenched and you dragged your self across his slippery mouth, riding it out until you couldn't anymore. You wanted to cry because it was so good.

"Ah," you whined, your legs convulsing and twitching, your clit overstimulated by his still-flickering tongue as you came down. You pulled back and rested lightly on his heaving chest to reveal his soaked face. He opened and closed his jaw in circles as if working tension out. But he still smiled, and his eyes shone brightly as you caught your breath.

"Are you okay," you asked, concerned that you had put too much weight on his jaw for too long.

"It's a little sore, but it was worth it," he giggled. "Do you know how fucking sexy you are?" He sat up against the window as you carefully lifted yourself off his shoulders and scooted back. He pulled you back between his legs and you rested against him, your hand reaching for his neck which was wet and slippery.

"I think I made a mess of you, my angel," you said as you noticed how much had run down the sides of his neck. You used the inside of your coat to dab and wipe at the layer of saliva and your wetness that clung to his neck and face.

"I love how wet you get for me. It turns me on so much. My little bunsu," he giggled.

"Bunsu?

"Fountain," he laughed and kissed you before you had a chance to get embarrassed. He tasted like sex.

"Okay, but I think I can turn you into a fountain too, baby." You turned and began to pull his boots off.

"No, pretty. It's okay, I can wait—"

"Please let me. You deserve it," you smiled as you tugged at his waistband. His cock stood at attention, waiting to be touched, kissed, adored, and you were suddenly salivating, hungry and eager to have him in your mouth.

After the not so easy job of removing his jeans and underwear, he bent his legs so that one foot rested on the seat and the other in the foot well. You pushed his legs further back and open and began a loving descent of kisses and licks from his knee, to his inner thighs, to the junction of his hips. His fingers caressed your hair, your neck, your cheek as you lavished adoration upon his body.

Your hand grasped his cock and it throbbed as you did the same to the other thigh. As you glanced up at him, you caught the look. The squinting, slack-jawed look of utter bliss on his face. You decided right then that you would unleash yourself and give him the best blowjob of his life. He thought he knew how freaked out you were for him, but he had only had a taste of what you wanted to do.

You kissed the head of his cock tenderly, making sure to wet your lips and drag them across the sensitive skin right below it. More clear liquid collected at the tip, and you used your swollen lips to spread it across the spongy skin before wrapping your lips around him and sinking down… his sharp intake of breath was music to your ears. You sucked and glided your lips over him a few times, agonizingly slow to tease him a bit. He breathed in sharply again as you took all you could into your mouth, trying to get your lips to the base. Your throat relaxed a bit more with each pass of your lips over his shaft, and his answering moans encouraged you to try even harder.

Your fingers massaged his balls and instinctively pulled gently on the sensitive skin of his sack, eliciting a string of curses from his lips. Good. Very good. You chose to listen to your instincts more as you tried to ignite new zones of pleasure for him.

"Baby, you're so good, ahhhhhh," he said as you bobbed up and down faster, adding your other hand to chase your lips and stroke him. "Fuck."

He gathered your hair up again like he had done before, gripping your hair in a ponytail and using it to add a little bit of guidance to the speed of your stroking and sucking. You watched the triangular bit of skin above his pubic bone flex, rising and falling irregularly as his breath came in short bursts and gasps. His hips began to thrust upward to meet your mouth, and with his body cues you wrapped your arms under his ass and gripped his hips where his thighs connected. Your lips touched the base of his dick now, and you were so proud of yourself, you could cry. You took deep breaths as often as you could, willing your gag reflex to stay away.

"Nol jom bwa , jagiya. Neo jongmal jalhae. Neo…mu…joa," he moaned. Look at you, honey. You're so good. It feels. So. Good.

His soft praises were all you needed to continue even though your eyes began to water and your jaw was growing tired. You would push through it for him.

His breath grew more ragged and his balls tightened as you pressed a hand to the skin around the base of his cock for leverage.

"Fuck, baby…" he said as you increased your speed.

"I'm so close, pretty," he said and tried to get you to sit up, but you had already decided you wanted to let him cum in your mouth. You were a bit scared because you had never let anyone do it before due to your strong gag reflex. But it was him. And you wanted to do it for him. You would do all you could to avoid gagging. Your heart was pounding and tears streamed down your cheeks as you looked him in the eyes, trying to communicate that you wanted this.

"Y/n, I can't stop… Are you sure?" Poor Baekhyun was holding back with all his might.

"Mmhm!", you said and held a thumb up to make it even more obvious. He was good to go.

His eyebrows knitted together and jaw dropped open as he nodded and rolled his hips, thrusting up into your mouth. His orgasm face was so very beautiful and you watched with rapt attention as warm, sticky fluid painted your mouth. His cock throbbed as he spilled himself in spurts… he grunted and panted and moaned his way through it.

Just breathe. You're okay. Swallow now.

You felt it coat your throat, the taste not altogether unpleasant, just… unusual. Your mouth and throat felt oddly numb and slightly itchy, but other than that, not bad. You swallowed again, willing yourself to take deep breaths in between his ebbing thrusts.

"Ahhh, jjorosso," he panted. Ahhh, it was amazing. "Baby." He laid back against the window with is eyes shut tight, breathing hard. Then he began to laugh. An amused, satisfied laugh. "Jongmal michosso!" That was crazy!

"Really?" You asked, but you knew the truth. It was a masterful blowjob if you did say so yourself.

"Come here, pretty." He pulled you in for a kiss."That was the best. It felt so amazing, but… Is your mouth sore?"

“A little, but that’s nothing. It is strange, though… does cum have a numbing effect?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never tried swallowing it,” he giggled.

“Well, that was my first time and it feels so strange. Not bad! Just—“

“Baby, I hope you didn’t feel like you had to do that. I would never expect,” he said. Why was he so sweet?

"I know, but I wanted to. I really enjoyed it. Especially the look on your face when you realized what was happening." You laughed internally at the thought of Baekhyun's DNA in your stomach.

He held your cheeks, surveying your face before kissing you again. "Thank you. That was insanely hot."

"Thank YOU. Fucking your face was also insanely hot. I want to do all of that again," you said, nuzzling his nose with yours and kissing him softly.

He nodded and wiped at the smeared mascara at the outer corner of your eye. "We will definitely be doing this again. Maybe at the same time? I promise." You both laughed and he held up a pinky which you immediately linked yours onto. Another kiss. You would never tire of this. "Let's get cleaned up, and then we can go get something yummy to eat, okay? I'm so hungry!"

Thank you so much for reading!! 💞

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I read this last night 😭😭😭 I can’t believe Nena took us all around Jeju with this story!!! I loooove loveeee lovee road trip/island/beachy themes stories they give me so much knowledge about the places I’ve never been to without getting bored!! At the same time getting fed with sweet and intimate moments 😣😣💕🥺 sooooo GOATED fr. Everytime I opened this story I always think of salty ocean air and the smell of green tea leaves ahhhh which is why this is sooo perfect. Please they yearn like it’s their business 😭😭my bunnies…. And they fuck like it’s their business too. I envy her cuz she been getting so much dick 😒

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up high | epilogue

pairing: baekhyun x oc

genre: smut, fluff, pilot!baekhyun

warnings: bad written smut, breeding kink, slight daddy kink. have yet to be proofread! 

summary:  “’till death do us part.”

note: this is the epilogue of my mile high club au fic due to high demand! thank you for everyone who enjoyed up high, i hope this epilogue makes you feel happy! big thanks to mina, mariana, ben, and hikari for making this piece happened! <3

your stay together with baekhyun in paris was something that you never expected. first with him being busy with his job that didn’t allow him to have a real good time for a vacation, and second with you being busy at the hospital too.

paris was beautiful, like always. and to think that you would be able to spend your day with your boyfriend strolling down to enjoy the weather like right now was something that could be called as dreams came true, because for you, baekhyun was far more beautiful than the city itself. the both of you were walking around pont des arts, wondering whether you two wanted to put up a lock or not, he did say it was too cheesy.

“it is, NOT!” you argued with him, pretty much heated. he chuckled at your reaction as he tightened his arm around your waist, bringing you closer to him.

“well, babe, do you know that they did take out the locks when it gets too heavy?”

you whined, pinching his stomach although there was nothing to pinch, you noted that he had been working out while he was away since his stomach felt like it didn’t have any fats. his laughter was something that you grew very addicted to, though the reason behind his laughter now was because he enjoyed teasing you.

at the end, both of you did buy matching locks to put on the bridge. you didn’t write anything cheesy on your lock, just your anniversary date and your initials together with his. you didn’t take a long time to write something, though, he did. out of curiosity, you stood on your tiptoes to peek on what was he trying to write as it took awhile for him, and he swatted your head away playfully, not letting you see what he wrote as it was a secret.

once both of your locks were tightly placed on the bridge, you couldn’t help but to admire it, using your digital camera to take a picture of both of your locks when suddenly he took the camera from your hands to take candid pictures of you admiring the locks. though you wondered why since he was also using his phone to take pics of them.

until you got to see his lock, it was written in his messy scribbles but you could still read what it was, you were stunned, you couldn’t believe your eyes and you couldn’t believe he managed to write the sentence in such a small place. you were able to see your name on the first row, followed by his messy writing,

“marry me.”

it said. it took you awhile to finally look up to him with your eyes filled with fresh tears and you were able to see his soft smile even though his eyes were focused on the screen of the camera he was holding. noticing that you were crying while crouching down, he quickly took one last picture of you before he sling the camera around his neck and put his phone on his pocket, crouching down in front of you, a smile was still there on his lips as he used his thumbs to wipe your tears away.

“princess, stop crying..” he cooed, bringing his face closer to press a kiss on one of your lids to prevent yourself from crying, but you ended up crying even more. you wondered how was he able to not be nervous and panicky.

once you were back on your feet with baekhyun still holding you close to him, you looked up at him with your teary eyes, leaning close to kiss the corner of his lips where his mole was located. you knew baekhyun was waiting for your answer, but you also knew that he was patient since you needed to gather your thoughts together before saying anything.

“… yes, baekhyun, i will marry you,” you said, looking directly to his eyes, admiring the way his eyes widened at your answer. although he knew what your answer will be, he was still at loss of words. he finally wrapped his arms around you to bring you into a tight hug, pressing kisses on the top of your head and you giggled because he repeatedly said i love you.

pulling away from the hug, though you still kept your arms around his waist, you playfully asked him where is the ring and why didn’t he go on one knees. he gave you an awkward laughter, before pressing his palms on your cheeks to squish it.

“i didn’t bring it, because i don’t want to attract too many attention and suddenly have our faces all over paris’ newspaper for proposing like that, and i know you didn’t want any unnecessary attention too.”

his answer was so thoughtful that you couldn’t help yourself but to cry more, though this time you were laughing too. it was enough, both of you knew that his proposal earlier was enough, and you were happy to finally be called as his fiancé.

“i love you, baekhyun. so much.” you said, eyes still filled with tears. baekhyun dipped his head down to capture your lips with his, kissing you softly.

“i love you the same, princess.”

“fuck, princess, how are you still so fucking tight,”

he groaned to your ears as he thrusted his cock deeper inside of you, enjoying the feeling of your warmth. the squelching sounds of his cock moving in and out of your hole could be heard as it filled the room. this had been your third round for the night after he went down on one knees to put the diamond ring on your finger.

you were basically filled with his cum and you could feel the slight soreness down there but nonetheless you still enjoyed the feeling of his cock filling you. clenching your walls even more as the tip of his cock hit your spot, making you moan out in pleasure. you always love how he could be so precise with his movement.

baekhyun took a glance at your hand that was fisting on the sheet and see how the diamond of your ring was glinting under the lights, feeling so happy and proud of himself that he managed to score someone as amazing as you to be his life time partner. flipping you from your all fours position without pulling his cock out, you were now laying on your back with him hovering on top of you with a smile on his face.

he couldn’t help but to admire how beautiful you look right now, with sweats covering your forehead, your cheeks were flushed in red, and how your mouth was set apart every time you moan out his name. it drove him crazy, so he couldn’t help but to lean down to press a sweet kiss on your lips and slowing his movement.

both you and baekhyun were filled with so much love that it didn’t matter how sweaty and gross both of you were as you were indulged in a sweet and slow makeout season with him inside of you. you felt so lucky to have the man of your dreams with you right now.

though, you couldn’t help but to tease him as he suddenly came to fill your pussy with another jets of his cum, “i can’t believe you come when we were just sharing a rather innocent kiss,” you gasped as he slams his cock inside of you, his eyes are squinted.

“baby, you can’t blame me when you’re the one who keeps clenching your walls against my cock like this, i’m starting to think that you wanted to get yourself pregnant by now,”

his words made you speechless, and you groaned before you slapped his chest playfully. “i can’t believe you’re like this!” and he laughed, pressing another kiss on your lips before he settled behind you and bringing you into a spooning position without pulling out.

“let’s just rest for a little, i’m spent.”

you chuckled at his words and decided to make yourself comfortable, enjoying the feeling of his limbs wrapped around your body and his cock snugged tight inside your entrance.

you couldn’t believe the last day of your vacation would come to an end as you and baekhyun were snuggled up on the back seat of the taxi on the way to the airport. the week had been very enjoyable with both of you venturing together in paris creating a beautiful memory there.

you were a tad bit worried that things weren’t going to be easy once both of you were back to your normal routines though you knew that baekhyun was still on his leave. the worries soon disappeared when he took your hand to kiss the ring on your finger so sweetly, you knew that everything would be amazing and smooth as long as you had him on your side.

both of you were seated on the business class seat of the plane when suddenly you could feel his hand snaked inside your skirt under the blanket, his finger slowly running against the dampened spot of your underwear. you took a glance at him to find him busy on his phone, probably reading some emails. you couldn’t believe how he was able to be so focused on his phone while he had his finger teasing you.

you tried to shrug him off by focusing yourself again with the movie that was playing until you felt his finger slip past through your underwear to feel how wet you were. he had fucked you earlier before your plane boarded and filling you up again with his come. being able to feel how wet you were still, baekhyun shifted to look at you and leaning close to nuzzle his nose on the side of your neck.

you took off the side of the headphone to be able to hear him when you felt him mumbling against your skin. “you’re still so fucking wet, princess, i can’t wait to fill you up again.”

your face was red once he pulled away together with his fingers, biting your lower lip as you turned to look at him in a scandalous expression. “how are you so horny, daddy?” you whispered the last word, knowing that he would get so turned on with the nickname. it was something that you barely used, but when you used this, you knew the instant boner baekhyun got, his words, not yours. it started as a joke since he was older than you by a few good years. you remembered the effect that you had on him once you called him with daddy, it was priceless and it led both of you to have a very heated sex that lasted all night.

“fuck, princess, you can’t tease me this way,” he groaned, face morphed into pain and you understood why. sticking your tongue out at him, you decided to go back to focus on your movie. completely ignoring him and his plea to take care of his boner.

and you regretted everything once the plane landed. you really didn’t expect baekhyun would shove you to the men’s bathroom stall―you thank all the gods above because it was four am so the bathroom was deserted―and pinned you on the door so quickly. his kisses were nothing but aggressive and needy, his hands roaming around your body and you couldn’t thank yourself enough for deciding to not bring any extra cabin luggage.

with your panty now comfortably resting inside baekhyun’s jeans pocket and his fingers thrusting in and out of your hole, you could’t help yourself but to let out a rather loud moan that surprised him. he smirked at it though, silencing you with a kiss on your lips to remind you to be quiet. your legs were wrapped around his waist as you could feel him inserting his cock inside of you slowly, making your back arched at how pleasurable the friction of his thick cock sliding inside your hole.

“you’re so fucking tight, still, princess, i can’t wait for your birth control effect to run out so you can be pregnant with my kids.”

his words seemed to bring some kind of effects towards you, making you clench your walls around his shaft and whined, trying to rock your hips for more friction. he chuckled at how needy you were, absolutely amused at how suddenly you were the one who got so needy of him. baekhyun thrusted his hips against yours, making his cock buried deep inside your hole, he repeatedly slammed his hips not caring about how loud the slapping sound inside the bathroom, you trusted him though you still managed to not moan so loudly with his lips pressed against your own.

your hands were tightly holding on baekhyun’s broad shoulders every time he thrusted his hips up to fuck you, letting the tip of his cock hit your spot. you were sweating and the squelching sound that both of you created wasn’t exactly helping you as you felt your come building up already, you were usually able to last for awhile, but with how baekhyun kept giving your lips sweet kisses, you didn’t think you’d be able to hold it anymore.

“b-baekhyun- da-daddy!” you squeaked when his cock hit directly to your spot, pulling away from his lips to throw your head to the back giving him access to give your neck few loving kisses before marking you on the spot near your collarbone.

“fuck, princess, you’re so fucking tight around me, i’m so close,”

“t-then come!”

“yeah? you want daddy to fill your needy pussy with his cum? see whether you are able to bear his child after this?”

with his words, you couldn’t help but to let out a strangled moan, your walls clenching even tightly around his cock as you came, and soon followed by him cumming inside of you. you were spent, your body felt weak after the intense fucking so you could only drop your head to his shoulder, letting him hold you tightly as he seated himself on the covered toilet bowl. waiting for both of you to calm down from the high.

baekhyun then cupped your cheeks with his palms, making you look at him, and he was greeted by the sight of how sleepy and spent you were so he chuckled softly, his thumb caressing the high point of your cheek as he admired how you look. with his other hand he swiped his thumb on your swollen lower lip, before leaning close to your face. you could feel his breath against your lips, his own lips brushing against yours.

slowly you could feel him pressing his lips to yours, kissing you ever so slowly. the languid movement of his lips was making your heart beat even more faster. you were able to feel everything that he felt about you, you felt so contented being in his arms like this, because you knew he was here to protect you from the world. he pulled away to catch his breath, looking at you so lovingly. you couldn’t help yourself but to confess your feelings to him,

“i love you, baekhyun. a lot.”

your voice came out as a whisper, and he nodded, pecking your lips ever so sweetly again.

“i love you the same, princess. ‘till death do us part?” he questioned, a smile adorned his lips and his eyes twinkling in happiness. he then took your hand to place a kiss on the ring he had given you days before.

you remembered that sentence, a sentence indicating that you and baekhyun had forever to be with each other, through thick and thin.

“‘till death do us part.”

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

Someone on twitter called bad bunny “nappeun tokki sunbaenim” 😭😭😆😆😆 I’m fucking wheeezing