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@novashyun
this is a mature blog!!! there will be explicit content posted here.
nova. twentytwo. she/they. your puppy exol!
most of my work (under the cut! ^-^) will be baekhyun, chanyeol and jongin. but sometimes inspiration hits!!! i am also a dedicated ot9 stan <3
inbox is open for whatever!! reqs, ideas, rants, questions, sfw and nsfw thoughts alike ^^ lets get to know each other!
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puppyhyun. you can't help but notice how much baekhyun acts like a puppy. [ 500 words, smut ]
bad dog. baekhyun reeeeally doesn't like being a bad dog. [ 1k+ words, smut ]
upcoming works.
throat training. baekhyun and his oral fixation fascinate you. [ smut ]
behind the scenes. movie star au. smut. friends with benefits. getting together. baekhyun x f!reader, switch bbh & reader. minor jongin x reader.
summary. as costars in an upcoming romance film, Baekhyun suggests trying a little bit of method acting to get into the roles as love interests, you didn't really expect to have the annoyingly charming actor on his knees with the need to please.
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𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐳𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 ❆
part of the ⋆꙳❅ 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐱𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐲 ❣; advent calendar ♡❆ ͙ ˚₊⋆ mdni!
week one .ᐟ hypnosis, body worship, messy sex wc: 3,8k
when the dread of seeing your brother's insufferable, 'close like family', best friend byun baekhyun at your family house for the nth time hit you, you could never guess the filthy depths hidden beneath his smug and petty facade coming to surface after a silly, christmas game of hypnosis.
other warnings: porn without much plot honestly (lol) baekhyun is a little shit, banter, enemies to fuckbuddies, dom & sub undertones, subby!baekhyun and dom!reader, pet names, degradation, fingering, oral sex f!receiving, overstimulation, nipple play, biting, unprotected sex, p in v, cum play, cum eating, size kink, baekhyun is pussy drunk again.
you and baekhyun weren't people who got along. in fact, you thought he probably hated your guts at first sight. it was an interesting thing, if not incredibly infuriating, to have someone like him as an 'enemy.' a petty, competitive man that had fun ticking you off. and was exceptionally good at it.
and he wasn't even a part of your home. he was your brother's friend who'd always show up in family gatherings, as if he'd earned a spot in your family and was welcome to show up whenever. not by you, he did not.
every holiday, you think to yourself you'll finally have peace while revisiting your family after a whirlwind time of working your ass off, then suddenly, that childish man would be present every time you'd come in, and get annoyed about it, too. as if they were his family more than they were yours.
on the easter gathering, you remembered him scribbling whiskers and a nose on your face while you napped, saying you looked cuter as a bunny. then on the summer gathering, you remembered being thrown in the pool whilst trying to tan, almost drowing him out of anger. on halloween, he made a bet on who could get less jumpscared while watching horror and then cheating by looking away on the worst parts. then finally, on thanksgiving, you found out by last minute he threw away the most important ingredient of your salad, cucumbers. it was outrageous, and extremely annoying to say the least.
the cold air and the scent of pine filled the air as you walked through the front door of your family home, heavy with the weight of the long year you'd just survived. you loved your family, but you'd been working nonstop and desperately needed a break. a peaceful holiday, away from the demands of the outside world, was exactly what you wanted.
at least, that was the plan this time. no stress, no mess, and certainly no baek— "well, well, look who finally showed up!" baekhyun’s teasing tone met you before his grin did while you were putting away your winter coat.
it didn’t matter how many times you told yourself you were done with the rivalry, or how many times your brother swore this year would be different. baekhyun always found a way to show up 'uninvited'. the unspoken rule was that he was family. at least to everyone but you.
"seriously?" you muttered under your breath, already feeling your shoulders tense. not now, please not now.
"hello to you too," he smirked, leaning against the doorframe, looking completely at ease as if he belonged here. more than you did, probably.
"how long are you staying?" you asked, already forcing yourself to accept that he would, most definitely, stay till new years. with forced civility, you tried not to glare, as you didn’t want to play into his games.
"long enough to make sure this holiday is as perfect as it can be." his eyes twinkled with that mischievous glint, and for some reason, it irked you more than usual.
"of course." you shook your head, stepping around him with the hope of escaping into the warmth of the kitchen, and your actual family.
you went straight to your mother, hugging her for comfort while complaining, again, over baekhyun's presence. she'd always laugh at you for being dramatic. "oh, shush. baekhyun's just happy to be here. try to be a little more festive and not let him enable you?" she smiled, pushing your hair back in fondness.
of course. the christmas spirit would magically come around and make baekhyun behave around you.
you went around the house, greeting everyone and their children with a warmer chest, momentarily forgetting baekhyun when seeing how fast time was going by.
and before you could react, your brother’s voice rang out from the living room, "everyone, gather around! we’ve got something special planned for tonight!"
with a rueful sigh, you followed everyone to the living room, where the baekhyun and your parents were already gathered. your brother, as always, was grinning like he had another one of his 'fun family games.'
"you’ll like this," he said to you, excitement barely contained.
“what is it?” you mouthed, brows furrowed.
"just wait. it’s going to be a blast!" he said, sitting beside you on the couch.
the room quieted when a man you didn’t recognize stepped to the front. he introduced himself as a local hypnotist who’d been invited as part of a family tradition. something about tapping into the holiday magic. your brother had been obsessed with the idea of "spreading christmas cheer," and this was the latest attempt.
"oh, i'll kill you." you growled angrily, to which he shrugged.
"tonight, we're going to have some fun with christmas hypnosis!" the hypnotist grinned, his voice warm and smooth, like the holiday spirit personified. he was dressed in a tacky elf costume with fake ears and everything, making you wonder where the hell your brother found this man. "we'll get you all feeling like santa’s magic is in the air!"
your skeptical eye immediately darted to baekhyun, who stood at the front of the crowd, looking completely uninterested… until he caught your gaze.
"yeah, i’m sure this is going to work wonders," he said with that all-too-familiar cocky smirk. "i’m basically immune to hypnosis." you raised a brow, wondering why he was looking at you.
the hypnotist chuckled. "we’ll see about that. why don't you volunteer for us to see christmas magic turn you?" he challenged, to which baekhyun chuckled.
"yeah, yeah, i'm sure of it. will the past, present, and future spirits visit me at night as well?" he laughed, making everyone chuckle except for you, who rolled your eyes.
and just like that, baekhyun, of all people, was volunteering for the first round. you scoffed but couldn’t suppress the amusement that flickered inside you. typical baekhyun.
when the hypnotist began, you stayed sat, arms crossed, skeptical as ever. you barely even paid attention as baekhyun was slowly guided into a relaxed state, his usual smugness fading away.
the room fell quieter, the twinkling lights on the tree casting a festive glow. you could hear the hypnotist’s voice, soft and comforting, but also oddly powerful in its rhythm when baekhyun blinked with a dazed gaze.
"you are now filled with christmas cheer," he said gently. "you will act with joy, kindness, and holiday spirit. and most importantly, you will be true to your heart's desire. for tonight, there will be no animosity, only whole hearted, truest honesty."
your mind tried to doubt the words, but they sank into you, wrapping around your heart with curiosity.
baekhyun’s voice was the next thing you heard, clearer than the hypnotist’s, though now he sounded calmer. "nah. didn't work." he muttered, seemingly in boredom. "which is good. everyone knows my flare is what makes the holidays good."
you blinked, and when you looked at him, you felt a strange sensation. his usual cocky smirk was there, but there was something about it. something almost… standoffish.
the hypnotist laughed as well, nodding towards baekhyun. "well, not everyone feels it from the get go. don't take it too seriously, but the magic will keep you both in the christmas spirit until the night ends. enjoy the warmth of this season. now who wants to go next?" he smiled, making your younger cousins line up.
the time until dinner felt mostly normal, but strangely, you somehow felt as if baekhyun's pranks either weren't planned ahead by him, or just weren't in his current plans for the day. yet, sometimes, you'd catch him staring at you more than usual, but the remarks never came. only a mild scoff. you'd even see him talking to your mother, only to pretend it was nothing when you walked into the room.
when suddenly, baekhyun was standing next to you, offering you a cup of hot cocoa with a strangely soft look.
"well?" he said, his voice oddly gentle. "i made it just the way you like it. aren't you gonna take it?"
you blinked, unsure whether you should be suspicious or amused. "thanks?" you said, though it came out more suspicious than you intended. you couldn’t help but notice that, even in the middle of his strange behavior, there was something disarmingly thoughtful about him.
"whatever," he hummed, his eyes down. "it’s christmas, after all."
the rest of the night followed in the same strange rhythm. baekhyun, who normally found any excuse to annoy you, was now… almost too kind with the excuse of 'the christmas spirits would haunt him if he pranked you'. he opened doors for you, helped you with the holiday decorations, and complimented your taste in everything from music to food. with his own way of backhanded compliments. at one point, he even offered you a hand-carved wooden ornament he’d apparently made for you.
"you’re really getting into this whole holiday thing, huh?" you asked, a little skeptical but also strangely touched by his gestures.
"i’m just… feeling it, i guess. it's no big deal." his eyes softened, and for a second, you almost thought you saw something vulnerable beneath his usual cocky exterior. "christmas magic, right?"
you frowned, unsure how to respond. was this the real baekhyun? or was this just some weird hypnotic version of him? as the evening wore on, you couldn’t deny the shift in the atmosphere between the two of you.
later, when everyone else had gone to bed, you found yourself alone with baekhyun near the christmas tree, its lights twinkling with its colors. for one thing, somehow you two would always end up being the last ones to go to bed on every holiday.
"you know what," he started, his tone quieter now, more sincere, "i don’t know what’s going on, but i guess i don’t mind this. the… the being nice part, i mean."
you raised an eyebrow, unsure whether to laugh or feel suspicious. "you’re saying you like being nice?"
baekhyun rolled his eyes, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "i am nice!" he blushed, uncharacteristic for him, "i guess you're just not as insufferable as you were the rest of this year..."
you clenched your jaw, having had enough of this hypnosis bullshit. "now listen here, you little shit. i don't know what you've been scheming today, but don't act like you haven't always been the insufferable one."
your gaze pierced through his own aback one, making him blush even more. it honestly pissed you off, seeing as it had a serious chance this was another one of his pranks.
he gulped, then finally faced you properly, breathing ragged. "maybe because i love it when your attention is directed at me. especially when you're mad." baekhyun admitted, voice quiet under the christmas lights.
you stared at him for a different reason now.
"what are you even saying? you're acting so weird..." you voiced, not prepared for his next words.
"i love it so much it's all i can think about on every holiday. at every family gathering." he frowned at his own husky whisper, but couldn't stop speaking. "god, whenever i picture you using that same tone with me, i get so fucking—" he shut himself up, hand covering his mouth with wide eyes.
the feeling that came over you was strange, new, and incredibly shocking. you blinked, the corners of your lips curling from the knowledge he just gave you out of nowhere.
"you're kidding." you scoffed, stepping onto his space, making him flinch back and stumble past the tree into a hidden corner with wide eyes. "that's pathetic."
he closed his eyes in a hum, frowning deeply, making you laugh. it couldn't be real. "doing all of those things, and for what? for my attention? are you really that low?" you closed the distance, watching him look down in mortification.
baekhyun had a fucking boner.
his eyes opened as he nodded, words trembling like they were being ripped out. "yes. i'm so fucking low when it comes to you," he huffed, tilting his head to expose his neck, "please, do something. anything."
the pulse on his neck was racing, his pale skin dampening in sweat before you put your nose on it, breathing it in. the feeling of learning just how much power you had over baekhyun made you feel ecstatic.
"good lord," you whispered, watching every jolt, "you're so fucking perverted. it really makes me sick." you lied, just to torture him. your hand snaked towards his nape just to tug it, making him moan.
your other hand lowered to his pants, squeezing the bulge the hardest you could. baekhyun whimpered in pain-pleasure, slightly trembling from the sensation.
you could never imagine you'd see him in such vulnerable state. ever. as if all of his walls and carefully designed defenses had been stripped away from him, leaving him with no control over his actions.
"look at it, puppy. you're leaking through your trousers." you hummed mockingly, making him whine from the nickname, his breathing ragged. "do you like it? me treating you like you deserve?"
baekhyun nodded desperately, bucking forward with a gasp when you slipped your hand through the waistband. "fuck—! p-please—!" he voiced, much too loud for your liking.
you shut him up by crashing your lips against him, which awakened him into finally touching you back. the kiss was a passionate burst of added up tension from every single time you two quarrelled, which made you extremely hot inside. it wasn't new for you to find baekhyun attractive beneath his petty behavior.
his desperate kisses traveled from your mouth downwards, whining like a puppy every time he pressed his lips to your skin. "please, angel. please let me be a good boy for you—" he begged, making your head fall back.
you two couldn't be too loud even if you were the only ones currently in the living room. you were still in your family home, and you didn't want to be seen by your family members doing what you were thinking of doing. "fine. just—" you panted, "don't make any fucking noise, or we stop this."
baekhyun nodded again, moving his hands under your top to find your clothed breasts, still quietly moaning over your skin. "i won't be loud. i promise. all my moans are only for you to hear..." he murmured, making even more heat travel down to your core.
you gasped quietly, allowing him to pull your shirt just over your chest, pulling your bra off your breasts to put one of them on his lips, his tongue darting out to flick over one nipple. his brown orbs looked up, dilated, exuding a pleading expression along his furrowed brows.
his hand squeezed your other mound, rolling his thumb over the other hard nub, making your breath ragged. you bit your lips to conceal any noises, but the amount of reverence put into his worship made you life harder. you tugged on his hair harder, hissing when he nibbled you to an obscene pop when pulling back from your now red nipple.
"god, you're so fucking pretty, my angel." baekhyun heaved, lowering to his knees in front of you, jaw dropped. "you can't believe how many times i dreamed of this."
his teeth tugged your leggings before you could retort, growling over the smell of your slick seeping through your panties. he pushed his nose over the lace, moaning desperately. his hands roamed over your rear, stripping a lick with his tongue on the wet fabric.
"well? are you just gonna tease?" you whispered, panting softly, wanting to provoke more desperation from him.
baekhyun huffed in response, kneading your ass while breathing in on your panties. "are you gonna let me eat it, then? please." he looked up with a lustful glare, making you impossibly wetter.
with one word of permission coming out of your mouth, baekhyun tugged the fabric down like a junkie, instantly rubbing his nose over your clit. he groaned muffled repeatedly, moving his stare between your sopping cunt and your blushing face. looking crazed, his fingers pulled your folds apart to propely lick over the whole length of your labia, humming from the taste.
"fuck—baby, please let me own this pussy!" he begged, looking like he'd die if he didn't have his face between your thighs for the rest of his life. "i need it. i need you to know how much i yearn for it—"
you legs trembled so much you had to put one of them over his shoulder, clearly unprepared for just how much baekhyun strived to prove his devotion. if only you had known of this earlier...
"h-have it, puppy. go crazy—" you choked out, again biting your lower lip to muffle your noises. this made him even needier, frustrated from just how much he wished to hear you scream.
he added his fingers, thriving when he made you jolt, a squeak spilling past your lips. you hissed from the sensation, wondering when was the last time you've been fingered this good. his quick digit tapped your insides in search of that sweet spot, stretching you with proficiency. you hand flew to your mouth when he scissored you with two of them, suckling your clit mercilessly.
"please, angel. please give me your honey." he moaned, looking even more puppylike with his hair disheveled from you tugging.
you nodded, bucking foward while trying to stay up on your feet, yet saw white when he found your spot within, rubbing on it with three fingers now. you barely registered his whimpers of pleasure when your coil snapped, melting over his tongue messily. he slobbered over the taste, the noises of his sucking louder than your moans.
as soon as you got back to your senses, you pulled him to his feet, kissing the taste of your cum on his tongue. he flipped your bodies, now pressing you against the wall, your hand once again finding his nape behind you, looking behind your shoulder to resume the lip locking.
"can i fuck you? i'll be quiet, the quietest puppy—fuck!" baekhyun hissed when you arched and stuck your ass out to his wet bulge, already wanting it. he made quick work of his belt, pulling both his trousers and boxer briefs down to his thighs, freeing his throbbing, thick leaking length.
"you earned it," you nodded, "give me your hand." your order barely came out and he followed it, gasping when your spit hit his hand. he lubed up his cock, smearing your fluid with his pre cum all over it.
despite both your desperation, baekhyun pushed inside with all the patience he didn't have before, cautious for your reaction to his large size. he pressed his lips to your neck, breathing rapidly. "you okay, love?" his voice anchored you, equally spreading its warmth over your sweating body.
"yes. please, puppy." you wiggled, walls fluttering over his dick in a way that made you two gasp, seeing stars in unison. "h-holy shit—it's like you're impaling me—"
his hips set in motion, deeply pressing against that spot he's already memorized with his fingers. his broad yet slender figured slotted over your back, crotch warm against your ass, feeling warmer whenever his balls slapped against your clit. "christ. you're swallowing me whole, angel." he croaked on your ear, one hand on your hip, the other finding your nipples again.
gradually, the speed of his thrusts ramped up to match both your heartbeats. the gentleness he started with transitioning into a brute, desperate pace that suited more the flare of his personality. yet every time he pulled out to slam back in, he made sure to hit deeper in your cunt.
baekhyun snarled, then whined, a delicious dicothomy that triggered a clench of your insides around him at each sound of his gracious voice. "fuck, angel—my baby. let me make you cum—!" he begged even when in control, your senses bordering overstimulation.
you bit your hand in a choked up moan, trembling against the wall whenever you heard the flithy slap of skin together. "please, hyun—" your drooling mouth opened to plead, then closed back again when he bit your nape. hard.
the pain-pleasure electrified your orgasm into a burst of ecstasy, seeping over your limbs while you clenched his cock violently near your cervix. it triggered a guttural, barely muffled groan of his on your neck, followed by the spill of his sticky, thick warm cum in your cunt. baekhyun barely registered it before flinching back, not knowing if you wanted him to cum inside. his cock jumped out of your pussy, spurting the rest of his seed just above your ass onto your lower back.
"shit—fuck, i'm so sorry. i didn't mean to—" he moaned, panting behind your body when seeing the mess he made. you slowly smiled on the back of your hand, looking past your shoulder to see him with a lazy grin.
"i'm on the pill, you didn't have to pull out." you giggled, seeing him exhale in relief, "but i don't mind the feeling of it like this." you finished, making him drop his gaze to his cum dripping down your cleft, matching your sticky folds.
baekhyun groaned, spreading your cheeks to see it drip on both of your holes, gathering on his thumb to push it in on both of them. you mewled, burying your face on your hands at the feeling of his perversion.
then, he leaned down to kiss your back thoroughly, slowly peppering over the cum-smeared skin, licking downwards to your core. you breathed in to speak, trying your best to sound composed. "i think i like you better like this." you looked back once again, frowning from the pleasure.
“i think i like it too,” he said softly, pleasantly surprised at your equal neediness. "maybe it’s not the hypnosis that’s making this work. maybe it was just about damn time."
baekhyun smirked at you, his gaze fiery and filled with something you couldn’t quite name when finishing his work with a hickey on your ass cheek. without another word, he stood up and flipped you, and before you could process it, he kissed you. now gently, sweetly, like a horny, christmas wish come true.
when he pulled away, he gave you a shamelessly sheepish smile. "i guess i really have to thank the hypnotist for that."
you laughed in disbelief, shaking your head. "oh, fuck you. i’m not buying this 'hypnotized' new you. i rather you own up your perverted ass."
"good," he said, his lewd look returning. "because i’m pretty sure you'll love my perverted side, too."
as christmas night progressed, you and baekhyun sneaked up to your childhood bedroom, no longer the rivals you once were. whether it was the hypnosis or his long overdue admission, something had changed. you weren’t sure what would happen next, but from now on, your biggest source of stress turned into a very competent stress-reliever.
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞
god!baekhyun x devotee fem!reader
ever since you were born, your position as a light priestess has been your anchor, the only guiding force in your life. the warmth of the sun, the conception of life itself, was your constant. and when the bearer of such light shone it upon you, testing the lengths of your devotion, his divinity was thrust into you as the greatest blessing.
warnings: 1,3k words, ancient setting, cursing, petnames, p in v, slightly rough sex, size kink, unprotected sex, general religious themes but nothing crazy, dom & sub undertones, headlocking, reader is manhandled, power imbalance, usage of chains, cum play, spanking, baekhyun has a big dick, belly bulge, he also wears a cock ring.
baekhyun, the god of light, pushed himself on you, attacking your neck with his vicious, boiling lips while keeping regards for your trembling body. he groaned when you pushed the robe off his own, the chain and cross on his forehead framing his grayish blond strands. his strong arms pulled on your thighs, hoisting you up, spreading your covered legs around his waist. you moaned when you felt his divine need for you pressing against your body.
during all these years you've worshipped his figure, you had never expected him to show up to you, his most loyal believer. your lips crashed against his, bringing out the primal side of his godhood. his tongue was as fervent as ever, licking your own as if devouring you.
he pulled back, panting raggedly while tracing your features. "is all your faith placed on me, little one?" baekhyun mocked.
you hissed in need, pulling on one of his golden chains to kiss his slender neck, eager to feel him. "y-yes. i was made to handle your power, my lord." you voiced, trying to sound as ready as possible for the ultimate sacrifice.
but baekhyun didn't allow you to kiss him, throwing your body over the satin sheets of your bed. he watched you readily spread your legs then flipped your body roughly, commanding you to all fours.
"l-lord, please—!" you pleaded, feeling his warm body slotted over your own, his firm chest pressing against you for a brief moment. the clink of his many regal accessories the only thing contrasting with both your moans.
baekhyun chuckled on your ear, pushing on your back, further against the mattress. his hand pressed between your shoulder blades when you arched for him, watching your less detailed robe slowly slip from your shoulders.
"you're so eager for this blessing from me, aren't you?" his right hand slipped between your thighs, your legs trembling, core already sopped over the heavenly presence of his.
"y-yes, my lord." you exhaled, shivering when his left hand moved in front of your face, fingers prodding between your parted lips, pressing down against your tongue.
the first hump of his engorged, thick length between your ass cheeks made you whimper, his other hand slapping your flesh harshly, then kneading the red mark that bloomed gradually. it was as if his body had been waiting for this, just like yours.
"you have to take every blessing i'm ready to grant you, my dove. can you count to ten for me?" his husky, soft voice spoke on your ears, as if having power on its own, flooding warmth through you.
you started counting, shivering when he slowly, fully undressed your trembling body. it was if time had stopped over baekhyun's will and the feeling of his hands putting you in position to receive all of him.
the first five seconds had him pressing kisses over your spine, one hand gathering the wetness over your labia with unnerving patience, ghastly touches prodding you open. you closed your eyes, breathing in and out in an attempt to ground yourself, tilting your head as his lips found your neck.
by the seventh second, his left hand pressed harder onto your back, your breath hitching when feeling his tip smear your entrance, rubbing onto your stuck out ass. after pushing you down, his bicep slid around your neck, his golden armband visible while you readied yourself. his strength held you still by your throat, both of you quiet on the last second.
"ten." you whispered, instantly opening your mouth to silently scream at his merciless thrust. his length was unforgiving in size, yet the sting of pain never came, only filling your core with a molten desire, one you've never felt before. his arm closed in on your neck at the same time, finally stealing a proper choked cry from you, while his cock moved within. you felt as if impaled in the nicest way possible.
"fuck—" baekhyun snarled, headlocking you tightly to properly fuck into you. "so fucking gracious. so ready for me." he hissed on your ear.
you weren't exactly there anymore, fading from the mix of his divine power and his pleasure flooding onto your soul in devastating waves, much like a ritual. the force of it pulsed in your mind, akin to a gift of enlightment. of knowledge. of knowing exactly how much of yourself you've fully devoted to this god. baekhyun.
his chains were cold against the warmth of both your bodies melting together. his headlock loosened, but one arm stayed while the other ventured down your body, hand roughly squeezing on one of your moving breasts. the blur in your mind grew fuzzier, finally allowing you to voice your pleasure when he rolled your nipples amidst hard thrusts.
"i saw you from above," the god huffed, "i heard you. all your prayers." baekhyun moaned, biting on your ear. "now i'll claim you forever."
you cried out again, trying to reach the headboard of the bed, stopped when his hand closed in over yours. his moves weren't reckless, nor desperate, yet reached depths of pleasure you'd yet to discover with anyone else, making your eyes sting. the amount of it all was overwhelming. insane for your human comprehension, yet enjoyable nonetheless to the deity.
his swollen girth rubbed against your pressure points, sliding in and out with precision when he murmured. "brace, little dove." announcing the burst of his first release in your cunt.
the sheer heat of the hot seed spreading into you triggered your own orgasm, the high forceful enough to make you press your face against the mattress. but baekhyun wasn't having it.
he tugged your hair, lifting your head in the process, making your moans pierce and echo through the room. on an instinctual feen, you called for your god, as always. your voice sounded choked, almost unrecognizable through the continuous stimuli.
"p-please, my lord—" you tried to wail away while he slowly fucked his cum back into your cunt. "i-i can't—!" you voice was ragged.
the deity released you for a moment, sitting up while watching you crawl over the bed, reaching for a cloth you always kept on the stand. your attempt was fruitless over the abrupt pull of something on your neck and chest. a gold chain had been cunningly wrapped around your form, most likely during your 'ritual', held by the god of light.
baekhyun tugged it again, making you fall on your back and look up to see him in all his glory. his body had golden details over his shoulders, arms, and chest. carvings in lines draped in jewelry. the only sight of blond bodyhair was visible on his crotch, leading down to the epitome of his godhood. the intimidating length of his dick still stood, its base adorned with a golden cock ring. he reached for the cloth himself, wiping instead the sweat over your temple, leaving your pussy untouched.
"oh, my sweet dove." he cooed, his warm eyes tracing the state of you. "my blessings are long before truly finished. you're aware, aren't you?" the corner of his mouth curled up.
you shivered, in between not knowing if you could handle his blessing, and not knowing if you wished for anything but. your legs once again parted unconsciously to his moving grace, coveting the warmth of him against you.
he pressed his dick on your swollen, coated folds. the rub of his tip created airbubbles, making the sight inherently dizzying to you. erotic to him.
"by devoting yourself to me, you've given me whole ownership to you." he slowly pressed his cock back inside, watching you squirm in pleasure. "this means you have no choice but to endure, perhaps... for as long as our existence allows." he pressed his lips against yours, gazing upon your eyes.
"tell me should it hurt, my goddess." baekhyun lifted your thighs, his light leaking out of your heat once again. he groaned over the way he bulged out on your stomach due to the enormous size of him.
you cried out again, but with a smiling expression. now draped onto his gold, its warmth felt like a shared power. a recognition of devotion, now coveted as his own.
and for all eternity, his light should remain in the depths of your soul.
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
well. will not be tuning into the exo comeback i waited so long for </3 its cbx or nothing
hi, i love your works! do you know any other active writers for exo apart from you? our community is so small :(
hiii, sweetheart !! thank you so, so much. yes, i could recommend you some of my beautiful moots, but i'm not sure if there's more :(
@kkurubae @tulipbaeks @novashyun @100hyunswife @miabbh @an-annyeoing-writer <3
AHHH TO BE MENTIONED ALONGSIDE SUCH TALENTED WRITERS 🥹🥹 i feel so honoured.
wip tag!
hehe @madeinmyeon and @tulipbaeks tagged me for this... I promised new works to be posted a while ago and... never got to it but here's a little something to make up for it!!!
anyone who would like to participate, feel free!!! hehe but i think most of my mutuals have already participated
rules from op: 🥇 make a new post! 🥈 post any wip from your drafts (anything— an idea, a concept, one sentence or 1000 words, whatever you want to share) 🥉tag 5 people!!!
warnings. 18+ mdni !!! 500 words! deep throating, sex toys, pussy slapping, spit, dildo fucking??!???
Baekhyun looked so pretty staring up at you, eyes wide and watery as his mouth was filled and constricted with the silicone toy. You knew of his oral fixation, always seeing his fingers and thumb between his teeth and his tongue wetting his paw pads–fingers… you mean. Sometimes he’d whine, sometimes when he was asleep his mouth would hang open, sometimes he’d shove his fingers between his lips without even realizing it.
It consumed your mind, every thought and idea going back to Baekhyun's lips and his constant need to have something in his mouth.
You didn't even realize you had said anything because you were so focused on his mouth, “I think you could take something bigger than your fingers,” you had told him.
“Is that a challenge?”
“Well, I can take you without much of a problem, pup. Think you can swallow more?”
That’s how you find yourself sitting at the edge of the bed, one hand caressing the top of his head while the other grips onto the base of a silicone dildo, easing the toy into your boyfriend's mouth as he sits perfectly on his knees.
Baekhyun continues to stare up at you, inching down the silicone and occasionally pulling away to slick the toy with spit.
“God, Baekhyun, if I knew you were so eager I would’ve done this sooner,” you mumble, running your fingers through his hair as your nails scratch his scalp. He doesn’t reply – he can’t reply, though his groan as he chokes around the head is enough for you. The blush on his cheeks and tears welling in his eyes make you question his ability, a part of you worries you might’ve pushed him too far.
However, seeing your reluctance, he grabs your hand to keep the dildo stable, gagging as he takes the toy fully down his throat. Baekhyun grabs onto your knees, gently grinding against nothing but air as he willingly constricts his breathing, an underlying satisfaction of keeping his mouth full while still pleasing you in some way.
Baekhyun pulled off the toy, silicone slick from the base to the very tip of his spit. He whines at the sight, taking the dildo from your hand as he stands up and into your personal space, guiding you to lay back as he pushes your already soaking panties to the side. His pupils blown out and his tongue like his lips with copious amounts of saliva, licking a wet strip along the tip of the toy before moving to slap it against your clit.
You gasp, his position between your legs stopping you from closing them, the cold air hitting your pussy as he roughly smacks the slick toy against it, slipping it between your folds and barely pushing it in before letting it smack against your wet cunt.
“I can’t help it, I know you craved it, your pussy is so open and wet to take it” his words are in jumble, wanting to get everything out all at once, the sight of you propped on your elbows, looking down as he works the dildo on your cunt drives him insane. Without much of a warning, and him suddenly spitting on your pussy, he slammed the toy into your aching hole.
𝟏:𝟓𝟗
cop!baekhyun x f!reader
part of the 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 <𝟑 𝐛𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧 .ᐟ ۶ৎ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 kinktober!
day 09 + 10 special .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ handcuffs + wall sex. wc: 5,6K words
synopsis: chief officer baekhyun got his position of authority by performing upmost diligence and professionalism, often being labeled too stern and cold from his workaholic behaviour, being married to his job. you on the other hand, were the kind of disruption he was trained to avoid — gradually slipping through when you got arrested on halloween night. for two years in a row.
other warnings: age gap, brief angst, tame violence, baekhyun is a emotional mess, cursing, dom and sub undertones, hair pulling, slight degradation mixed in w praise, oral sex m!receiving, face fucking, breath play, slight roleplaying (omg?), fingering f!receiving, intense sex, cumming untouched, dirty talking, p in v, cum eating, unprotected sex, cream pie, pet names, marking, biting.
taglist! @miabbh @novashyun (pls comment if you wanna be added!)
the cold, shrill wind hit your stockinged legs mercilessly as you sat by the sidewalk, your only light source the convenience store behind you, while you hopelessly watched your phone battery die.
you huffed loudly, standing up to kick a discarded can. you weren’t supposed to be here at all—your ride had suddenly left without you for the "best halloween party ever," according to instagram posts. a bad feeling crept over you when you looked around and saw a stranger eyeing you. right, your outfit was a little risqué.
but his eyes were more than flirt for your liking, actually making your stomach sink in a gut feeling.
giving him the middle finger, you turned to enter the convenience store, silently praying to some god that the cashier had enough of a soul to lend you a charger or their phone so you could call a cab. the automatic doors beeped as you stepped inside. the store was warmer than the cold outside, but as soon as you saw the old man behind the counter with the nastiest expression, you knew you were screwed.
you forced a strained smile, cursing the heavens under your breath, before stepping up to his counter. "hi, um... this is kind of an emergency. i was dropped off here, and my phone battery died. do you think you could lend me a charger, or even a phone to make a call?" you asked, trying to sound as polite as your outfit allowed.
the cashier frowned deeper, letting out an exaggerated sigh. "yer have to buy somethin’." his breath reeked of cigarettes.
your smile almost slipped, but you put your hands together in a pleading gesture. "please, it really is an emergency," you murmured, only to be met with a flick of his tongue and an impatient glare.
your mood soured even more when the automatic doors beeped again. the creep you’d flipped off earlier stood in the doorway, looking unfriendly. you huffed and started scanning the store for something to chew.
your eyes landed on a strawberry cereal bar and some strawberry gum. you grabbed both and tossed them onto the counter, then started patting yourself down to find some cash.
"oi, missy. i didn’t like what you did out there," the creep spoke from the door, stepping toward you. you rolled your eyes, trying to ignore him as you counted your bills.
the cashier seemed even more bothered by the exchange, which only made you dread the possibility he wouldn’t lend you the phone.
"hey, you bitch! i’m talking to you!" the creep shouted, making your blood boil. the cashier was about to kick you both out when, on impulse, you grabbed one of the baseball bats on display and swung it over the creep’s head, knocking him out cold.
"asshole," you muttered, straightening your outfit before turning to the old cashier. "sorry, how much was it?" you asked, trying to ignore the frightened look on his face as he held the phone to his ear.
if there was one thing baekhyun hated more than working on holidays, it had to be working on halloween. the amount of paperwork the chief had to fill out over minor offenses wasn’t just insulting. it was exhausting. and as if to add even more to his workload, his superiors assigned him to mentor the new recruit, claiming he was ‘the best possible influence.’
he took a deep breath and continued signing off on the reports, sipping his already cold coffee that he'd learned to enjoy sugarless. it wasn't that he wanted a day off. no, he hated feeling restless. it was just that everything felt redundant, especially when he had to worry about whether kids had covered in toilet-paper the house on the fifth or the sixth street again. meaningless.
other officers said he was too stern, even though he was the chief. but how couldn’t he be? he took his job seriously, even if the cases assigned to him weren’t always significant. it was his dedication that got him promoted, and it was the only thing that motivated him to get out of bed each morning. other things, like relationships or personal interests, seemed irrelevant.
"mrs. kim from eighth street called. she’s asking if you could come to her house and handle the trick-or-treaters—" officer kang barged into his office, halting when she saw his jaw tighten at her entrance. "shit. sorry," she muttered ironically, stepping back before knocking and entering again, continuing her request while circling his desk.
baekhyun closed his eyes and took another deep breath before looking at her. a glare was the best he could muster. "tell her i can't. it's a national holiday, and she’s responsible for protecting her own property from little kids."
"but she’s eighty-seven!" officer kang raised her eyebrows, then snorted, knowing there wasn’t much they could do about something so trivial. "you need to lighten up. i enjoy taking these calls. our city’s usually so quiet, and since it's safe, it's not that much serious."
baekhyun scoffed, not lifting his eyes from his reports. "good for you. if you're so lively, maybe i should forward these—" he tilted his head to count the nine-line offense reports that needed to be processed. "—thirty-four documents to your desk, officer kang."
she grunted, rolling her eyes. "god, you're three years older than me, and you act like my sixty-year-old father." she said, reviewing the reports with him, used to his dry remarks.
the chief didn’t answer her. he was proud of the way he was at thirty-five, and he was still her superior, for that matter. it was enough to ignore the occasional coworker who suggested he’d be less cold if he got married, sometimes telling him to pursue her. baekhyun could barely maintain a hobby, let alone nurture a relationship to the point of marriage.
it wasn't worth it. not in his book. not even if officer kang was interested, though he didn’t think she was.
"don’t you have mrs. kim on the line, waiting for you to return her call, officer kang?" he finally looked at her, seeing her read through the reports he’d already filled out. he didn’t like having anyone in his office for more than the absolutely necessary.
but the universe seemed to mock him when the recruit he was reluctantly mentoring barged into the office without knocking, shouting nervously with flushed cheeks. "chief byun! i-i need your help!" baekhyun’s eyes widened in fury.
"does nobody have even an ounce of respect for my authority?!" he shouted, then immediately shut his eyes, counting to ten to try and maintain some composure. not tonight. not fucking tonight.
"i-i’m sorry, boss. it's j-just... i received a call about a disturbance and physical assault at the convenience store by the gas station. the caller said the offender was willing to cooperate, b-but—" the recruit fumbled, visibly flustered and more nervous than usual.
but baekhyun was done. already pissed off enough. "officer kang, go with him, for heaven’s sake. and help him get a grip. he’s been trained enough for this kind of situation." he shot her a hard glare.
"don’t look at me! he’s your assigned recruit, and it looks like he needs you, specifically." officer kang crossed her arms, seeing the recruit nod desperately. "please, chief byun, i-i wasn’t trained for this kind of incident. i swear." the young man breathed heavily.
"oh my—" baekhyun whispered through gritted teeth, trying not to curse. and he never cursed. "i swear to god, if this isn’t something you’re capable of handling, officer choi, i’ll personally have you reassigned."
"chief byun, look at him! i’ve never seen him this shaken up. cut the kid some slack. and give him some water. he looks like he’s about to pass out." she reasoned, then baekhyun stood up from his desk, rudely ripping the filled report about the offender from the recruit's hand without even reading it.
"did you bring them in, at least?" baekhyun asked, walking briskly past the young man, who could barely keep up with his pace. "it's just that—" the chief turned back sharply, interrupting. "did you bring them in? are they properly secured in the temporary cell, officer choi?" he asked pausedly, his voice tightening with frustration.
"i did! i swear i did! she's still in handcuffs, even! i couldn't really free her from them because she started propositioning me!" the recruit snapped nervously, shutting his eyes in embarrassment, silencing baekhyun, who blinked.
"i'm sorry. who are we dealing with, officer choi?" he deadpanned, finally reading the file with your description. 'mouthful young woman in her early twenties attacked and knocked out another costumer at mr. park's convinience store by the gas station with a baseball bat.'
this had to be a joke. really, the lowest point baekhyun's capabilities would be reduced to. to have a mentee unable to handle an offender of the opposite sex really highlighted how unprepared they were for the job. then it actually hit him. who else would match the description he wrote, and also be shameless enough to proposition officer choi while being arrested?
"she said she knew you, too." officer choi meakly squeaked, scared of baekhyun's response.
the chief huffed, handing the report to the recruit before turning to walk off. "leave this in my office and stay by your desk. tell everyone to not come to the cells, i'll handle her." he said, already clenching his fists to mentally prepare himself to deal with you.
you'd first crossed paths with baekhyun last halloween. the charge?, 'disturbing local elderly'. he called you reckless and juvenile, hating just how much you could read him even while intoxicated by alcohol.
it wasn't a particularly hard ordeal to handle your papers. all of your arrestings ended a night, and at most, left you with a fine. though your rebellion amused him more than he'd ever admit, even to himself, being the only woman to slap his face his whole life.
and your wardrobe? baekhyun wanted to say he felt uncomfortable by it, but his body betrayed him more times than he'd like, often avoiding looking at you altogether. always with his usual poker face.
you welcomed him with wide eyes, "you actually came." chuckling that your requests to see him worked, the handcuffs not even feeling as uncomfortable anymore when you got up from the uncomfortable cell bed.
"you." his low voice said like a curse, cold gaze sizing you and your 'halloween outfit' up. he shut his eyes for a moment, trying to recall the speech he rehearsed in his head on the walk over. it crumbled instantly, which honestly angered him. you had no right to get him angry.
"me," you had echoed, already smiling at how pissed he looked before you even did anything. it bemused you, really, how much fun it was to mess with a guy like baekhyun. you didn't know exactly what attracted you the most, besides the obvious form he had. if it was the fact that you wanted to push and pull with him until he broke, or until he broke you.
"do you never learn?" he asked, venom in his voice. "do you really want a serious offense on your record? or do you just not care what happens to you?" he spat your name, expecting at least a visible reaction over your features. it didn't come.
you merely looked down at yourself, not bothering to answer all those questions. "maybe i'm just here all the time because i love seeing you. ever think of that?" you hummed, looking at how his mouth opened and closed, huffing exhasperated.
"sometimes i wonder if letting you off with a fine all those times was a mistake of mine, and if i should've actually sent you to jail." he paused, "think of your current actions, you assaulted a man, with an eye witness. what makes you think i can stop him from pressing charges?"
"he was a creep, and a dick!" you shot back, brows knitting. “he was going to touch me! i just got to him first." you retorted, genuinely baffled he'd think of you like that. not that you were a saint.
"well, that's not what mr park said." baekhyun sighed, pushing his hair back before he looked at you again, genuinely frustrated with the situation at hand. frustration softening into something else. maybe disappointment. maybe something closer to concern.
he saw the fight dim in you for the first time. you hadn't considered how it looked from the outside, and that realization flickered in your eyes.
"you’re staying here tonight." the chief officer said, ready to leave. you widened your eyes, stuttering. "wait, what?! baekhyun! baekhyunie, please. you have to believe me! you know me!" you shouted, watching his leaving form through the bars.
the chief officer exhaled after leaving you, feeling his heart lurch in his chest, afraid he wouldn't be able to protect you this time. officer choi came to him, shifting nervously beside kang, who offered a plastic cup of water.
"h-how did it go? you saw her, right? it needed to be you." the recruit fumbled, scared for whatever baekhyun would scold him for. the chief's eyes were in conflict, unable to come up with a proper orientation for his mentee. he turned to the woman behind him with determined eyes.
"i need you to do a report on the victim of the assault. if he’s out of the hospital already, find him." baekhyun ordered, seeing her gaze turn confused.
"what for? was it self-defense?" she asked, a little bothered by the possibility of something worse happening.
"not quite qualified for it, but my gut tells me she wouldn't impulsively attack someone randomly. i just wanna make sure we don't charge the wrong person."
the hours passed slowly for both baekhyun and you. you laid on the bed in the way that felt least uncomfortable, already used to the handcuffs. the chief officer, on the other hand sat on his desk, still filling out all his documents, his head elsewhere. a part of him prayed kang would find something by tomorrow, so that he could duly let you go.
all the lights on the department were turned off one by one when it approached midnight, all the officers signing off for the night. officer kang knocked on baekhyun's office, saying she'd continued the task as soon as she came back tomorrow, telling him to go home to rest, to which he nodded mindlessly.
there was no use being home until all the documents were filled anyway. that's what his coffee was for. to keep him up. if only his migraine stopped accompanying him for at least a whole minute.
baekhyun exited his office, now the only one in the station. he sighed, shaking his head, already used to it. his feet carried him to the bathroom first, then to the break room to check if he brought anything with him to chew on.
nothing. he forgot to bring anything again.
no matter. he'd just eat whatever leftovers he had at home later. after he had nothing to occupy his mind with again, he finally allowed himself to glance at the cells direction. did you even have anything to eat?
he looked for all your apprehended things, seeing your phone, your keys, a few bills, and some strawberry flavored snacks. damn it.
the chief officer shrugged, ignoring his own hunger to bring them to you, silently. he saw your form curled up in the jailcell, imediatelly feeling guilty from not releasing you from the cuffs. he'd leave them on the ground, not to wake you up, but got startled with your quite voice.
"baekhyun?" you murmured weakly, not bothering to look back. the sound dismantled his usual composure, making him halt. he looked at the keyring at his belt, choosing his next words.
"i just brought you the snacks you had with you." he whispered back, wondering why you weren't moving. when you didn't answer, he frowned, opening the cell door to enter. he stepped closer then extended the cereal bar to your face. "do you want me to uncuff you so you can eat?"
"you can have it. i know you skip your meals when you're working overtime." you said, not bothering to move your head. your stubornness made him scoff, the clink of the keys setting you free the only sound in the cell.
after being freed, you sat up, moving your sore wrists, still refusing to face him. you just opened the packaging of the cereal bar and handed it back to him, to which he took a bite in silence, staring at you. "i don't fucking understand you." he huffed.
you glanced up at him, surprised by the shift in his voice — the way it wasn’t defensive this time, just... lost. his voice trailed off, like he wasn't necessarily talking to you.
"you make everything harder than it has to be." he hummed, shaking his head.
you exhaled, tilting your head slightly. "you say that like i’m trying to ruin your life or something. not all the times i end up here have something to do with you.
"i don’t think they have, i just..." he paused, his gaze drifting. "i think you're just... being who you are. and that's the problem." baekhyun finished the cereal bar, rubbing his tired eyes. "i wanna stop you from destroying your life even though you don't want me to.
you turned your body to him, finally standing up from the cell bed, raking his conflicted form.
"you know what i think, chief baekhyun?" you murmured, not lacing your tone with playfulness any longer.
"ever since we first met last year, i can see you've spent the last, what? maybe ten years pouring every ounce of your energy into this job. working on holidays. not having friends. never considering the thought that you could allow yourself to be more than just your job." he looked at you now, really looked. "and then i come in here, younger than you, with no filter and no fear for what you represent."
his mouth opened to repond, but you continued "you think i don't see it?" you asked. "how lonely you are when you think no one's watching? how you stay late because there's no one to go home to? how you let this job consume you because it's easier than dealing with yourself?" your voice said, gentler than the words could ever come across if it was someone else saying them.
baekhyun said nothing. but the silence was answer enough.
"i'm not trying to take up space in your life, nor asking for you to fix mine," you said. "i just… wish you'd let me end up in it, no questions asked." then sat back down on the bed, looking at your own lap.
he let out a slow breath, dragging a hand down his face, then across the back of his neck.
"you’re younger than me," he said finally. "a lot younger. and it feels like you don’t take anything seriously, even if you know how to read me back into silence.”
you raised a brow. "i take you seriously." you say, looking back up, into his dark orbs.
those four words knocked the wind out of him more than they should have. "you shouldn’t..." he muttered, almost to himself.
you smiled, frowning confused from his contradiction. "i shouldn't take you seriously, chief officer?"
he didn’t have an answer.
and when you stood, slow, careful, like you were giving him time to back away, he still didn’t move. didn’t flinch. didn’t even blink. you stopped in front of him, close enough to feel his breath when he exhaled.
"you keep acting like this is outrageous," you said softly. "like i’m something you need to shut down. but you’re the one who keeps letting me in."
his eyes met yours, dark and unreadable. you saw everything in them. the walls he’d built, the guilt, the want, the fear. god, so much fear.
"i’ve been doing this alone for a long time," baekhyun admitted, voice hoarse. "i don’t know how to let someone in without ruining everything, let alone someone like you." he looked at your face, your lips, your form under your halloween outfit.
you smiled, just a little. "then ruin me."
he exhaled hopelessly, your breaths intermingled when he felt your hand cup his cheek, caress the skin on his chin, the slope of his neck.
he stood there for one more beat, one more breath, eyes flicking from your mouth to your eyes, like he was still calculating the damage. still deciding if it was worth it.
and then he kissed you.
it wasn’t slow or hesitant. it was all consuming. the kind of kiss that came from months of biting his tongue and looking away. it was messy, full and real, his hand sliding to the back of your neck like he’d needed this more than he could ever say. like he was angry at himself for needing it at all.
you kissed him back just as fiercely, your fingers curling the length of his nape like you didn’t care how long this lasted, only that it happened.
when he finally pulled back, he stayed close. forehead to yours. his breathing shaky. "did you know... there are no cameras pointed directly to the cells?"
baekhyun's voice paired with his words made your insides churn, your eyes looking up to his, seeing something you've never seen before. it almost scared you. "you're serious?" you voiced, gasping when he nodded and pulled your hips to his, making you tilt your head up.
"how about we switch our roles and you let me take you serious for a while...?" his voice speaks your name in a way that makes you sigh, you outfit suddenly feeling too warm in the tight space of your cell.
but his gentleness was shortlived when he suddenly flipped you around, immobilizing your arms behind your back, bending you forward. "the fuck?!" you moan, hearing the sound of metal coming together, your wrists once again kept tight in handcuffs.
he tugged the chain back, forcing your back to arch so your ass rubbed against his groin, making both of you hiss. "tell me you don't fucking want this, love." his voice groaned in your nape, almost forcing your knees to buckle.
"holy—!" you whimpered, feeling him hold you by the cuffs. "baekhyun, shit!" your voice squealed, head falling forward.
"it's officer byun to you, doll." baekhyun huffed, starting to grind against your ass, your skirt riding up to allow you to feel the rough of this uniform.
baekhyun then pulled your hair to push his chest against your back, then put his fingers on your lips. "open up. stick out your tongue for me." he said, and you obliged instantly, sucking them.
his groan made you whimper again, your voice muffled when you spoke, "baekhyun, i want this. fuck—!" his fingers pressing against your tongue.
"gosh... aren't you a crazy little slut for me?" he growled, a part of him frightened by his own desire that he used to ignore for the sake of his work. his words sounded crazed in your ear, triggering your wetness.
your mouth released his digits with a pop, rubbing your ass against his crotch, feeling his bulge grow, triggering more noises from him, both your breaths quickening.
you took advantage of his loosening grip to turn back around, crashing your lips against his with even more passion, feeling his hands roaming over your whole form, gripping your ass.
you nibbled his chin, moving to his neck, triggering another moan from him. then you lowered your body slowly, looking up while rubbing your face against his bulge, his eyes widened, blown out and lustful.
"god. you fucking like this, don't you?" he grabbed your head, bucking his hips, "you're really a crazy little slut. fucking minx."
"please, officer byun," you smiled, biting the leather of his belt. "won't you punish me for my crime?" you cooed, making him huff and undo his belt.
"christ. you want my cock that bad, huh?" he grabbed your hair in a makeshift ponytail, freeing his huge dick close to your face. you moaned, seeing how much it throbbed, all the veins framing the engorged length in all its glory, crowned by the trail of his bush.
you parted your lips instantly, flattening your tongue under its head, letting him slap the tip on your wet muscle. "god. yeah, taste it. taste my precum." he growled, controlling your movements.
baekhyun cussed, begrudgingly throwing his head back from the feeling. you looked so fucking pretty teasing the head of his cock like that. you swirled your tongue around it, then leaned down to lick a strip upward.
your hands restrained behind your back only made you more restless, your thighs clenching together to find some sense of relief from sucking him off.
"come on, baby. maybe if you take me nicely in your throat, i'll let you off with just a fine." he hissed, pushing his thickness past your lips, inch by inch, moving your head in gradually deeper thrusts.
his free hand caressed your cheek, understanding the silent request in your eyes. "you can bite if it gets too rough, yeah?"
you hummed, gagging at a sudden thrust all the way down your throat. his hair tickled your nose when he slowly pulled your head, forcing you to take it all the way.
"fuck, just like that. just like that, baby." he growled again, breathing ragged from the way you looked up at him, slobbering down your chin.
baekhyun gradually quickened his pace, panting roughly with huffs, cursing through gritted teeth. he didn’t even remember the last time someone made him feel this good. if he knew you'd be this good to him, he'd have fucked your gorgeous mouth on his police car last halloween. might even have made him enjoy the holiday better.
"fuck! fucking christ—" he whimpered, shutting his eyes as he stilled his cock all the way on your throat, obsessed with the way you swallowed it, suffocating you with his pubes.
moving again made his pleasure coil tight, ready to bust. "gonna cum in your throat, my little slut." he hissed, face fucking you ruthlessly until he stilled again, groaning loudly with a rasp that made you see stars, the thick ropes of cum filling your cheeks, overwhelming you with the taste of his sweet semen.
you swallowed what you could, feeling your legs soft for some reason, before he pushed your head away from his still-hard cock. he pushed the drops that trickled onto your chin back into your mouth with his tongue.
when your mind cleared, you felt an unusual wetness in your panties, your brows furrowing when he pulled you up, making you stumble, still handcuffed.
"you okay, love?" he asked, holding you up lovingly. "you did so good to me, unable to use your hands. lemme touch you, hm?"
you squirmed, trying to pull back from the slight embarrassment you felt, moaning when his hand slipped under your panties.
"fuck. god, you're soaked. give it to me, baby." he kneeled in front of you, pulling everything down in one go, widening his eyes when he saw the creamy liquid connecting your panties to your pussy. "wait... did you—?"
you whimpered, twitching from the way two of his fingers rubbed your swollen folds. "sorry, officer, i just—!" your voice trembled, feeling him curl his fingers inside of you with ease.
"god. you were so hungry for my cock, you came untouched?" he hissed, already flicking his thumb on your clit, making you whine drawn out. "such a pretty, perfect pussy for a perfect slut. my slut."
baekhyun slapped it, seeing it throb with devious fascination, standing up again to finally free you from the handcuffs, your hands instantly pulling open his police uniform. he laughed on your lips, kissing the cum from your tongue while you squeezed his chest.
you yelped, lifted from the ground with his strong arms hoisting you up the cold concrete wall. "you're so fucking perfect for me. i'm obsessed. i've been missing out so much." he groaned, kissing your breasts through your top.
"yeah? you wanna make this a tradition for every halloween, officer?" you hummed, hissing when he lined up his dick with your sopping hole.
"god, i won't be able to stay away from your cunt for a day, much less a whole fucking year." he ground against you, moaning desperately while smearing your cum on his dick. "tell me you need this. tell me i'm not the only one going insane."
"i need this officer—" he silenced you with his mouth, biting your bottom lip before rasping, "fuck that title. call me baekhyun."
"ah, god—" you throw your head back, "i need your cock inside of me. please, baekhyun!" you shouted, moaning out loud when he plunged you all the way with one thrust.
he growled loudly as well, hissing with a clenched jaw, cursing repeatedly. he'd never felt more liberated from his job, the recklessness making his body all the more sensitive, stretching her out with his long neglected dick.
the thrusts were quick, merciless, but it was just what you needed. what you had craved from him for a long time. the force was such it made you bounce up the wall, seeing stars. the sight of him was like seeing a crazed man giving in to something denied from him for far too long. his thick tip hit your cervix over and over, sliding sloppily from your flowing wetness.
you couldn't think. the place around you faded into a blur while your legs wrapped tight around him, your top the only thing stopping the harsh concrete from scratching the skin on your back raw.
you didn't care. you just needed to feel him inside of you for the rest of your life, moaning faster when his thrusts got even more feral. he abruptly bit your neck, sucking a purplish bruise while whispering filthy praise.
"gonna cum inside your slutty pussy, love." baekhyun panted, sweat trickling down the open of his uniform, muscles taut as a prelude to his orgasm.
you froze, scratching his jacket as hard as you could when his cock got even bigger inside, filling you up to the brim. if it wasn't for his hold, you swore you'd convulse on his arms, gushing his cum around his length.
your gaze blurred, eyelids growing heavy from the exhaustion. baekhyun shushed you, kissing your neck repeatedly. "shh... don't worry. I'll clean you up."
"does it hurt anywhere, darling?" he hummed, smiling when you shook your head repeatedly, caressing his cheek lovingly.
you gasped quietly when he pulled out, instantly feeling it trickle down your thighs before he laid you on the cell bed. he turned to stand up, stopping when you held his wrist.
"don't leave. please." you pleaded, seeing his eyes widen for second before they softened, his head nodding quietly.
the next minutes felt even more blurry before your consciousness faded, and the warmth of his body behind yours distracted you from the hard cell bed. "sleep, love." he said, his murmur the last thing you heard.
the ruffling sound around you made you stir. it was too damn early, and you definitely didn't want to leave the warmth of your lover.
oh, your lover.
you smiled lazily with closed eyes, thinking how his face would look behind you, kissed by the morning sun. though you felt... off. your back felt surprisingly chill, the bed below you was not your comfy bed, and the sound of keys disrupted your indulgent haze.
you sat up, frightened, instantly looking down at your body. you weren't naked, and baekhyun wasn't beside you. you felt ready to snap at the possibility of everything being an elaborate wet dream, but the sight of a woman officer unlocking your cell made you squint.
the name tag read 'kang jihyun'. she smiled cheekily before speaking your name outloud. "your bail was paid, dear. come on."
you blinked, stunned, feeling confused before finding your voice. "but i thought the guy i assaulted was going to press charges?"
officer kang laughed, shaking her head. "don't worry about it. the guy you knocked out has two lawsuits for domestic abuse going on. even if he tried to press charges, which i doubt he will, we'd help you out." she hummed, helping you out of your cell. "though i don't think chief byun would hold back a punch if he ever saw the guy."
right. baekhyun. you looked around the department with no sign of him anywhere, making you frown.
kang smiled at you. "he took a day off. i actually wanted to thank you for... putting some sense into his head, even if you two..." she looked smug, making your jaw drop. how did she— "the cameras pick up sound. i guess he forgot about it. tell him he owns me one for deleting the footage before anyone else saw it."
you paused, watching her, raising one brow at her casualness. "what? he's not the first one to do it here." she shrugged, making you laugh, embarrassed.
good for her.
you gathered your things, shaking your head in amusement from the whole experience. though you wondered why baekhyun didn’t come to see you yourself.
the woman accompanied you outside, the stopped. "oh, speak of the devil." she pointed out to baekhyun, exiting his rolls royce in a jacket and jeans smiling to you. "i guess your cab's here, showing off he's in his day off. take care, dear. especially for him." she spoke rolling her eyes in amusement, leaving your gaping self alone with the chief officer.
"what's with that face, love?" the man smiled, looking down at you while you raked his outfit.
"you look..." you trailed off, meeting his eyes again. "normal?" he finished it for you, looking boyish, already stark different from every gaze he's ever given you. you could seriously get used to this.
you cupped his cheek, giggling when he scrunched his nose, taking your hand in his.
"come on, let me take you home. you didn't think i'd let you go with a fine again, did you?"
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞
part of the 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 <𝟑 𝐛𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧 .ᐟ ۶ৎ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 kinktober!
day 08 .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ webcam. wc: 2,4K words
baekhyun cherishes his duo the most — you — often hogging your dms because he swears you're the best gaming partner he's ever had, saying everything you do together feels better, especially through the webcam. oh, and gaming too.
other warnings: comedy, baekhyun is a needy puppy for you because you game well, cursing, dirty talking galore, video call mastubation, cum eating, pet names, slightly subby energy baekhyun.
taglist! @miabbh @novashyun (pls comment if you wanna be added!)
baekhyun would always be the one most interested in entering call with you, always spamming your chat in a way that felt as annoying as it felt flattering.
you were by the kitchen, avoiding spending too much time on your pc because you wanted to get your things done, but baekhyun just could not, for the life of him, game on his own.
helluuuuuuuuuu
why are you ignoring me?!?!?!
wait are you actually ignoring me...?
you replied a few minutes ago!!!!!
its my free time youre obligated to answer and game with me~~~~~
i can just spam you like this if you dont
ababaudhxhxishzjvstxfa
you almost bashed your phone down against the table, wanting to silence it completely for the time being, perhaps even pretend you were offline.
but he knew you wouldn't.
babababagagxhxvz
wnabqhfcfwfcyunggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!
yeonyeonyeong~~~~
by the time you checked again, he had spammed your chat with even more gibberish, only stopping when you finally replied him with something.
OKAY
STOP
i'm logging on the damn pc holy shit
you have a whole server of friends to game with and you can't just call anyone else?
maybe i just wanted some detox???
you huffed, entering your bedroom to turn on your desktop, the one he recommended you.
soon enough, your chat with him opened automatically with another whole string of messages paired with his puppy profile. it almost felt mocking the way the dog smiled mischeviously.
definitely the most fitting picture to match his texting.
YAY
yayayayayayayay!!!!!!!!!
is it on yet?!? we r at the server!!! have u logged yet?!?!?
hop on league!! lets duo bot on league today!!!!!!
ill even let you play support lux to match me and my skin ><
huuuu~??? detox from what?!? you cant keep away from gaming!!!
even if you keep away from me when youre being a meanieㅠㅠ
you sighed, closing his chat without having an answer to his jest, then entered the server where baekhyun and your other friends were all located, waiting for you to join in to get a full party. he probably told them all you would get in before you even replied to him.
the call wasn't very loud when you entered, but what welcomed you was baekhyun with his webcam on, smiling mischievously before speaking onto the mic. "you made it!"
you sighed, greeting everyone when they also welcomed you. the invite to their match was instant. 'ranked flex'. of course, they wanted competitive matches.
"uh, guys. who said i'm gonna play support?"
your friends stopped talking, fumbling with a proper explanation as they switched roles to leave your favorite role open. mid lane, of course.
you could see baekhyun pout slightly, not saying anything.
one of them spoke up nervously. "uh, baekhyun did. he said... you were gonna duo with him on botlane?"
it made you scoff, not sparing a second to put your midlane role on the lobby. you weren't even planning on gaming today, so if you were going to, you were doing it the way you liked it. "nah. i'm good staying in mid."
baekhyun didn't say anything, but you could see annoyance hinted at his features before he eventually turned off the webcam when your friends started the queue.
the match started quietly, you doing the routinely early game with ease, stacking up your resources while also matching the pace of your opponent. in a minute, you got first blood, smiling in satisfaction. your friends all commended you, then baekhyun when he got a kill right a little late.
it felt fun, even if it was something you'd done for a long time. it was simple enough to outsmart your opponent and snowball ahead with the experience you had. you started to roam around the map to get more kills and help your friends simultaneously.
you caught baekhyun and your friend — his support — discussing what was the better approach, seeing they were having a hard time with the enemy's counterpicks.
it only took for you to show up, eliminate both threats by yourself, and siege with them to leave the advantage to baekhyun, who muttered 'thanks' quietly.
since you were the only one in your team who got ahead, it wasn't as smooth to bring the enemy team to defeat when they were grouped up.
you came up with a strategy for you to teamfight when they were most vulnerable, strategizing your team with baekhyun, who also had some quips, despite being a little behind.
when the plan was set in motion, you hid and waited for the perfect opportunity to strike everyone, earning you a team kill at the cost of some deaths, including baekhyun's. your team didn't seem to mind, hyping you up with screaming and cheering, cursing how good you actually were.
you laughed, but it didn't feel as exciting when baekhyun had muted himself and his audio, most likely unable to keep up.
after all of you gathered and secured the win, everyone celebrated, complimenting you one last time before each of your friends started talking about another topic.
you looked at baekhyun's name on the voice channel, still muted. you came up on his dms again, slightly worried.
you okay?
you didn't know if you had actually upset him by not duoing with him, even if he knew support wasn't your main role. he replied quickly afterwards.
yeah
just felt a little behind and couldn't get back into the game
you played phenomenally, as always
you sighed, already noticing his changed typing.
i'm sorry i didn't duo with you
you looked at the lobby while everyone was busy talking to each other, then spoke up even if he wasn't listening. "hey, i'm going support this time."
nah. it's fine
i know you prefer mid
you're great at it, too
i guess i felt a little bad because i wanted to be the one carrying you
im sorry, that's dumb of me ㅠㅠ
you smiled reading that, this dork. then typed back.
look at the lobby silly
unmute already, i miss your mic hogging
ill do ap lux tho
in a few seconds, baekhyun unmuted as if nothing happened. "guys, i'm back!"
of course you will ㅋㅋㅋ
you giggled, watching him turn his webcam back on to do silly expressions, joking with you when you all queued up again.
the match was much more light-hearted than the first one. it was clear that, regardless of what you said, you and baekhyun synergized completely together. and with you being his support, baekhyun easily snowballed into carrying the whole team, which made everyone groan each time he boasted happily about how he has the 'best support ever'.
you played with your friends for a few hours before everyone retreated to just chatting, then one by one, they started leaving the channel, leaving only the two of you together.
staring at his face on the webcam, you saw his pouty lips deciding what to do next and what game to play.
if you're still bummed how about we get out of here and do something fun together?
you texted in amusement, watching his eyes widen a little.
"oh, you're still here..." he murmured, smiling sheepishly to the camera, then shaking his head. "no. i wasn't even bummed!"
you giggled teasingly, basking on his flustered reaction. "right. and you didn't quiet down for a whole game just because i wasn't your beloved support?"
with that, he frowned, looking away from the webcam to mutter. "well, i meant it when i said you're the best support for me. it's frustrating to try and replicate our dynamic and fail because... it's not you."
that made your teasing tone dim, yet your eyes darken as you grinned wanting to give him something for being this loveable. "i think you're just flattering me like that because you want something from me, baekhyunie."
he choked on his breath, eyes as wide as saucers when he looked everywhere on his monitor, putting his hand on his chest when he realized you were both alone on the voice channel.
"ah, fuck. don't do that!" baekhyun complains, sighing from the scare. "i thought the guys were still listening in!"
you chuckled, biting your lip at the sight. "do what? what can't our friends hear us say, baekhyunie?" your voice purred, making him groan, closing his eyes tight.
he shut his jaw tight, silently leaving you alone on the server's voice channel, smiling to yourself. at any moment now.
then the private videocall popped up, ringing on your screen. the puppy picture and the 'baekhyunie <3' stared at you for a second while you decided how long you'd keep him waiting.
and finally with a sigh, you picked it up, seeing flustered baekhyun curled up in his gaming chair, his head down. he was fiddling with his black shirt before looking up to the camera, hearing you pick up.
you turned your camera on too, watching him silently with the curl of your lips. it shouldn't have been as fun as it was to see him waiting for you to say something. anything.
when you didn't, he sighed, looking downwards. "...you wanted to do something with me?" he murmured shyly, biting his lip.
god, it made your insides warm. "mhm." you hummed on the mic, seeing him gulp shyly. "thought you wanted it too, considering you were so eager for me to log in."
baekhyun blushed again, sighing to himself. "i-i wanted to game with you..." he shrugged, trying to feign nonchalance even though you hadn't said anything. not yet at least.
"is that so? is that really all you wanted to do with me, baekhyunie?" you tilted your head, your hand teasing the strap of your top. you saw exactly how his pupils dilated, how he swallowed dry, lips opening and closing from being unable to hide how he felt.
"i guess... i also thought about you seeing me." he blurted, pushing his hair back as he adjusted his headphones, sitting properly on his chair, giving you a proper view of him. "helping me."
"you need my help with what...? finding relief again, baekhyunie?" you asked with a whisper, seeing him shiver. he nodded repeatedly, the spot on his groin gradually growing in size in his sweatpants.
"please, baby, i... i wanna do it again with you, since we're far away from each other. and i'm so..." he sighed, shutting his eyes, "horny. for you." he opened them again, staring straight at the webcam.
his eyes were completely dark, despite the fluster still visible on his expression. it made your thighs clench together, your camera also catching that.
"show me, baekhyun." you said, already affected because of him. baekhyun nodded silently, breathing for a second as he stood up in front of the webcam, showcasing his bulge.
"can you... see it clearly?" he whispered, tugging the sweatpants tighter on him so the bulge seemed bigger. it made him moan softly.
"yes, baby. please show me more." your voice encouraged him, making him slowly pull his pants down his legs. the black boxers looked even more strained from the close distance to the camera.
he moaned again, cupping his dick with his hand, gently rubbing it for your eyes to see, then stepped back, putting the hem of his shirt between his teeth so his abdomen was also visible when he pulled the boxers down, his cock springing free, heavy looking.
you gasped, your cheeks flushing when your hand unconsciouly squeezed your own nipple at the sight. "fuck, baekhyunie." you breathed.
"do you like it?" baekhyun smiled shyly, looking proud of the girth he possessed, his hand enveloped his length slowly, trying to coax some precum out his tip to lubricate it. you had to hold out your moan, your thighs rubbing against each other in a feeble attempt to relieve the growing ache between your legs.
"do i like it? just look at you, pup... you're so hard for me, aren't you?" you moan, sounding pleading, needing to hear it from his lips.
he chuckled sexily, sitting back down on his chest to jerk himself off slowly at the sight of your sweet expression. "when haven't i been hard for you, love? if anything, i never get hard like this for anyone else." he whispered, still blushing.
you couldn't hold back on your gasp this time, your legs automatically spreading. your left hand kept rubbing your breast through your top while your right one slipped into your shorts, making you hum. you were soaked.
baekhyun moaned from the sight, jerking himself a little bit quicker, pouting when he watched you. "ah, you look so good like that. i wish i could see your pussy wet for me." he whimpered, his cock throbbing.
that made you smile amidst your pants, "yeah baby? you wanna see it?" you teased, getting closer to the camera when you stood up. the movement made baekhyun stop his strokes to gape on his monitor, seeing your cleavage when you started pushing your shorts down. he then groaned loudly while you pulled your panties aside to reveal your wetness, the reckless thrill making your thoughts scrambled.
"fuck. you're so fucking gorgeous, baby." he rasped in desperation, grunting. "you're actually trying to kill me."
you sat back down in your chair, both of you mutually hypnotized by one another. he tried matching his movements with your fingers, slowly bucking his hips to fuck his fist. he gasped every time your cunt seeped on your thighs.
"spread your folds for me. yeah, just like that, pretty." his voice croaked, panting along the slick of his pumps, his veiny shaft angry. you tried showcasing the way your fingered yourself better to the webcam, reveling on each of his breathy moans.
"wanna see you cum, baekhyunie." you murmured, making him groan even louder, his head thrown back against the chair as his back arched, rutting ruthlessly in search of his high.
"ah, if you talk like that—!" he whimpered, body trembling with each stroke. "tell me you'd want it inside of you. you would, wouldn't you? me filling you up?" his voice broke, muscles taut.
"yes, baekhyun, please!" your voice pleaded breathlessly, already feeling your orgasm closeby, melting from the way he put his shirt between his teeth again and spilled long ropes of his release on his entire stomach. his groans were loud, triggering your own silent orgasm from the way his cock continued hard, pumping so much hot cum.
both of you fell back in your chairs, turning silent through ragged breaths. you closed your eyes, evaluating just how much power baekhyun held on you when he broke the silence. "baby, look." he whispered.
you opened your eyes to see him gather his own cum on his index and middle finger, staring straight into the webcam as he took them in his mouth, shamelessly eating his own cum. the sight made you gasp loudly, your cheeks instantly flushing.
he laughed, knowing you were already turned on again, contemplating to keep touching yourself on camera with him.
"guess your detox will only happen when i'm there to keep you away from your computer by fucking you."
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
i have stuff coming!
october 8th
october 12th
october 24th
october 30th
and no im not spoiling what they are but i AM posting this just to hold myself accountable to get it DONE.
ok im a liar i was busy plotting the oct 30th post... literally never trust me with SHIT
i have stuff coming!
october 8th
october 12th
october 24th
october 30th
and no im not spoiling what they are but i AM posting this just to hold myself accountable to get it DONE.
Baekhyun // THE WAR: Ko Ko Bop - teaser
𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 , 𝐢'𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 “𝐨𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐝!”
part of the 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 <𝟑 𝐛𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧 .ᐟ ۶ৎ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 kinktober!
day 07 .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ praise kink. wc: 1,4K words
baekhyun wants to soothe your worries because you're too hardworking and just so good to him.
other warnings: established relationship, cursing, a lot dirty talking, massaging, biting, pet names, fingering, soft dom baekhyun.
taglist! @miabbh (pls comment if you wanna be added!)
it was already 11 pm when baekhyun went to bed, surprisingly able to see you there, still awake, typing something in your laptop.
he eyed you curiously, not knowing if you were solving some professional issues your manager just put onto your back or academic issues with a tight deadline that loomed over. he noticed the way your lips pursed together, eyebrows twitching with annoyance and eyes laced in tiredness.
he opened up his book he had been recently reading and stayed by your side. silent. nurturing. reassuring. hoping at least his presence could ease the stress from your workload.
you typed furiously over the laptop. just a few more lines, and you'd be done. another line, detailed in ways you made sure to be the most didactic as possible, as professional as possible.
it was one of the things he admired in you. how focused you could get even if people challenged you with getting out of your comfort zone, whether at work or at uni.
the last line was like crossing a the finish line in a race, and sending the email felt like receiving your medal. you fucking did it.
it was only when you smiled, sighed tiredly, and made a small motion of throwing your head back in relief, that baekhyun dared to lift his gaze from his book, blinking curiously.
you just then moved your laptop away, closing it and placing it on the nightstand to finally plop down onto the pillow, making him chuckle. only then did you open one of your eyes to peek at him.
baekhyun had a handsome smile, unrelenting in the gaze that always made you bashful. you noticed the book he was reading and the reading glasses he got on. "are you done for the day, love?" was all he asked.
you took a few seconds to actually reply, then yawned, nodding. "yeah. finally. i was afraid i wouldn't be able to send it on time. my body hurts so bad i actually thought I was going to cry before finishing it, believe it or not." you rubbed your forehead, at last feeling a little less pressure on your shoulders.
baekhyun frowned, but hummed, then silently placed his book aside to turn to face you. "you work so hard, my love." he murmurs, grabbing your chin. "i think you're so pretty when you're focused like that."
the exhaustion from the pressure made his words feel even more like your favorite soothing balm, sighing with a shy grin.
"you don't need to that," you voiced, smiling softly, "i could do just a small resting of my lids beside you, and it'd still replenish my energy."
he chuckled, shaking his head lovingly. "no. i want you to tell me exactly where does it hurt," he moved slowly, gently, crawling flush to your body on your sitting position. "where does it ache, so i give you respite where you need it."
you focused your eyes on the gentle hold on your shoulders, guiding you until you faced away from him. curiosity took ahold before his hands started kneading your shoulders, triggering a gentle sigh from you.
you tried to look back, but he kept you facing away to properly massage your tense muscles, trying out different leves of pressure on your back. "ah, baekhyun, you dont—" you mustered, but he shushed you.
"i just want you to know how much i wanna care for you, love. can i do that? can i praise how hardworking you are?" he breathed onto your neck, gently pressing a pressure point that made you arch, a buzzing feeling spreading down your body.
"ah, yes, baekhyun." you gasped, his slender hands holding your body with firmness, as if anchoring you down before he murmured. "good. you're so good."
baekhyun noticed how much you melted against him, kneading your back for a few more moments, noticing every cue you gave him. "you're so capable. so hardworking. my baby." he chanted, making you sigh.
he laid you down the bed again, on your back, then hovered above. "you're so strong, love." he whispered close to your face, making you open your eyes as he still rubbed your shoulders. "where did it hurt earlier, angel?" he asked, keeping his gaze gentle, his glasses removed from his face.
you gulped, moving his hands down to your breasts, which felt swollen the whole day while you worked. his eyes lit up, brows slightly easing over the realization.
his fingers slowly traced your mounds through your shirt, making you shiver, lips parted.
"i need to take your shirt and bra off. is that okay?" he inquired while helping you sit up. you nodded, faintly whispering your consent, anticipating it.
you hadn't even realized how much you truly needed to care for yourself amidst all the obligations you had been going on throughout your day. feeling baekhyun's love through his gaze was something that made you wanna cry.
pulling your shirt over your head along your sports bra. you blushed, even though he knew your body through and through. somehow, having him do this felt even more intimate.
he smiled, gently moving you back down to straddle you. "my poor baby." he cooed, fingertips ghastly over the swell of your chest, barely cupping your mound as if testing the waters.
then, baekhyun slowly increased pressure, watching your face for any potential hurt. his hand enclosed all the way around, making you sigh. "is this good?" he queried, seeing how your lips parted to the small massaging. you nodded eagerly, the warmth of his touch spreading down your body.
"god, you're so pretty." baekhyun whispered, his thumb slightly flicking your nipple, before his left hand found your other breast, joining in the massage.
you furrowed your brows, moaning softly from the way he started kneading both mounds, stimulating the swollen flesh with patience, making your thighs clench together.
"ah, baekhyun—" you pant, seeing him get a little bit firmer, gently squeezing them, his face lowering between both breasts.
"shh. just let me do this for you. you're doing so well. so perfect for me, my angel." he hummed, looking up at your face, at how pleasured he could make you feel.
"look at them. so beautiful in my hands. fit so perfectly." baekhyun whispered, still staring up your eyes on the first lap of his tongue. it sent a jolt through you, making your back arch.
you opened your thighs for his knee while feeling his kisses. your nipples were hard and achy, yet the pleasure manifested on your core.
"yes. that's it. your moans are so sweet on my ears, baby." he said amidst nibbles, trying to take turns on each needy part of your chest. "i just want you to feel good. because you're good, aren't you?"
you failed to respond him at first, earning a harsher suckle on one nub. "answer me, baby. do you think you're being good?"
"yes, baekhyun!" you gasped, a panting mess by then, nodding desperately. it felt too good. too relieving. "i'm being good, right?" your eyes opened, tears stinging by the corners.
"yes, you are. you're such a good girl." baekhyun murmured, trading his knee for his right hand, slipping beneath your shorts. "my good girl." he said, finding your sopping cunt.
his touch on your swollen clit was a spark to make your whole body tremble, only held down by the way his left hand and his mouth worked both of your breasts amidst rubbing your center. you swore you saw black spots, your body extremely sensitive by the multiple stimuli.
"fuck—! so pretty for me. so fucking gorgeous and soft." baekhyun growled, sucking your nipples mercilessly, your hands holding him on top of your body. your back arched in the announcement of your closing high, unable to form coherent words while you cried.
"so beautiful when you cry, angel." he huffed, looking up at your face. "are you gonna cum for me? are you close?" he asked, his voice dark, to which you nodded while whimpering desperately.
he then bit your nipple with an abrupt, delicious harshness, triggering your scream when your pussy gushed on his hands and on your panties. the ride back down was dizzying, entirely held by his embrace and gentle massaging.
baekhyun's left hand wiped your tears, ensuring your well-being when he slowly helped you to your feet, guiding you to the bathroom. it was like your ears were ringing, gravity feeling strange beneath your feet.
"sit by the tub. i'll wash you so you don't wake up sore tomorrow." he hummed, turning on the bath, when you finally returned back to earth.
his glasses returned between the time you were out of it and now. he was still completely dressed, though his pants most definitely looked uncomfortable. you weren't as quick as you'd like in your inspection, as he caught your eyes lingering on his ignored hardness, chuckling softly with an eyeroll.
"is that seriously what's interesting you at the moment?" he asked while preparing all the bath salts he knew you enjoyed, seeing your quiet, curious nod. it made him sigh, throwing his head back.
"fine. we can mess around in the tub."
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐢'𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞
part of the 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 <𝟑 𝐛𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧 .ᐟ ۶ৎ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 kinktober!
day 05 .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ finger sucking. wc: 911 words
other warnings: messyyy makeout, non verbal cues, dom & sub undertones, biting, slight marking mentions, dry humping, hair pulling, praising, nicknames, cum mentions, oral fixation for days.
baekhyun kisses you exactly the way he plans to have you for the night, his mouth usually switching between eager and rapid, or tasteful and patient, languidly tracing the slope of your neck.
it's not unusual for him to whine just from feeling your shivers from his nibbles, always wanting something between his lips, his teeth. needing a use for his mouth at all times.
he's somehow more needy tonight, panting ragged breaths on your lips when you make out, unraveling his wishes for the night.
he opens his dark eyes to face you with a pleading stare, pecking the tips of your fingers gently placed on his cheeks repeatedly before attacking you again, pushing his tongue in your mouth, hands pulling your hips against him.
you gasp, almost falling back if not for his grip, baekhyun gently setting you on the bed, then leveling your faces, still between your legs.
your hands deftly cradle his head, one of them slipping onto his nape to tug his hair, stealing a whimper from him.
"ah, baby. please—!" he whines, pressing his knee onto your clothed heat, making you whine right back. the pressure is just right, rubbing against you while he keeps eaving small marks on your neck.
you revel on it a bit more before pulling his face back onto yours, to feel his hardness properly, humming in synchronized moans. your hands roam up his back, under his shirt, then you wrap your legs around his waist, helping with the friction.
baekhyun cries on your lips, eagerly dry humping against you, breaking the kiss, then yelping when you roll your bodies to sit on top of him.
"ah, fuck, doll!" he gasps, widening his eyes in a surprised flush of his cheeks, before parting his swollen lips to moan again. you focus on pressing your heated core against his straining bulge, unable to keep your moans contained as well.
"you look so good on top of me..." his words encourage you, thrusting upwards, panting with the circling of your hips. you could feel your panties getting ruined. yet another pair.
you lean forward, panting on his mouth to kiss him again, making him want to sit up for it, yet being stopped by you, pressing his arms above his head.
"be good for me, hyun." you say. his pupils dilate when you brush his hair, moving to his cheek, then pushing your thumb past his lips, to which he sucks diligently, moaning desperate.
the sight makes you gasp, pushing your hips down onto his groin with fervor. your thumb presses onto his wet muscle, triggering a hum amidst the wet noises he makes. it's filthy, as if he was doing it just to please you. it works.
baekhyun then grabs your hand to take in both your index and middle finger in his mouth, panting raggedly when your long nails graze his tongue, all the while still humping under you.
"god, hyun, holy shit!" your other hand grips the top of his hair, as if motioning him to suck on your fingers on time with your grinding.
you don't know which of you looks more fucked out with the act, as if it felt even more perverted than if he outright just fucked you.
one of his hands finds your ass under your skirt, harshly groping on it to grab a hold of himself. a failed attempt, seeing his jaw is slack from all the moans he's letting out for you.
he blindly tugs your panties aside to reveal your clit, then bucks his hips upwards in a groan, hitting it with his bulge. you arch, widening your eyes before falling foward, still with your fingers in his mouth.
it feels impossible to tell who's in control when you start riding his clothed cock, shamelessly pleasuring yourself. baekhyun keeps his eyes open to see your expression, drooling over your hand, uncaring for the mess both of you are making in his sweatpants.
he sits up, still licking your digits while helping you move. the friction of his pants against you made his eyes flutter, the pressure coiling tight in his already throbbing dick.
your movements quicken, both of you speaking incoherently while the high fast approches. "baby, i can't—!" baekhyun tenses up first, gently biting your fingers when his breath hitches, shallowly thrusting onto your clit.
you let out a drawn out moan, finally pulling out your fingers from his mouth to tug the frabric of his shirt on his shoulders, your orgasm making you twitch, leaking onto him.
baekhyun halts, whimpering at the warmth that presses on you from below, looking down to see a mess on his clothes. both of you let out ragged chuckles, your lips pecking his face lovingly.
"you've been so good to me, baekhyunie." you purr, lowering down his body to stop at the ruined sweatpants. he automatically lifts his hips to let you reveal his engorged length, completely coated in white.
he smiles boyishly at your gasp, brushing a strand away from your face. "i think now it's your turn to be good to me, angel."
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
disclaimer you CANNOT blame me for what im about to do ok... i mean... look at him
just look at his arms. content. 18+ under the cut. MDNI !!!, choking, breath play??? chanyeol chokes you out lol :p, overstimulation, teasing, degradation, belly bulging, p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, aftercare, he's a sweetie pie.
When you first brought up the idea to your boyfriend, he was reluctant and hesitant, almost downright refusing to even think about it because he was so worried about hurting you. It was cute and sweet, his attentive behaviour towards you and your wellbeing is a trait of Chanyeol’s you love and adore. Nothing is missed when it comes to him, and he always seemed to know your limits. But you wanted to push it so bad.
“Baby, I just… I don’t want to hurt you,” He had said, his voice soft. “I mean, what if I get too rough with you?”
You’re sitting in his lap, his palms resting on your hips and his thumbs pressing into the crease of your hips and thighs. He rubs your soft skin mostly out of habit, but partly just to soothe himself over the conversation. Your fingers pinch and bundle the hem of his shirt, nail just barely biting at his bare skin, maintaining strict eye contact with your boyfriend despite his constant fidgeting.
“I told you, Chanyeol,” you started firmly, bringing a hand up to his nape and letting your fingers brush the strands of his hair along his neck. “I trust you so much, I know you won’t hurt me… and I promise you if it gets to much I’ll stop you immediately”
You can almost see him thinking, his brain processing and reworking his previous opinions about your idea in the first place, biting the inside of his own cheek. Slowly but surely, he lifts his hand up and sticks his pinky out, a simple gesture but carrying the weight of a meaning that makes you beam with delight, hooking your own pinky around his in a promise.
That’s how you find yourself laying on your back against the bed sheets later that night, stripped of your clothing and your legs forced open by the body that sits between them. There's tears streaming down the sides of your face, mouth open wide with a pitched moan as Chanyeol plummets his fingers into your needy cunt, the lewd wet sound filling the dark room. It wasn’t a new occurrence, he loved spreading you open and keeping you that way to watch you writhing beneath him with no way of relieving yourself, surrendering completely to his fingers working you open to later fit his overwhelmingly thick length.
The difference now was his hand clamped around your neck, his fingers and thumb applying pressure along the sides of your neck to effectively block your ability to breathe properly. It heightened every bit of your senses, choked moans and cries spilling from your mouth as his fingers curl and slam into you, occasionally leaning over to spit on your clit just to brush his thumb against the swollen bud, never giving you full satisfaction. You hated and loved it all so much.
Chanyeol releases the pressure on your neck to allow you to breathe, slowing down the pace of his fingers and rubbing slow circles around your clit, thumb catching the hood, “Fuck, princess,” he coos, fingers curling inward as he presses down against the bud, the thumb on your neck caressing your skin. “You’re gorgeous like this, y’know. My good girl taking my fingers so well, even when you can barely breathe you just lay there and take it”
You nearly cry out at his words, an overwhelming surge of arousal pooling in your abdomen makes you squirm and buck your hips against his hand, gasping as his hand tightens around your neck once more. “Dirty girl, you’re so filthy,” He whispers, his tone laced with sweetness and admiration.
He slips his fingers out from your plush walls, observing your hole clenching around nothing but air, almost pleading to be filled again.
The hand around your neck drags down along your torso, fingers gentle against your skin in contrast to his actions just moments ago. “On your stomach, doll,” He says, his hand finding your hip to urge you onto your stomach, humming at your easy compliance as he lifts you onto your knees, his fingers grazing your folds and teasingly spreading you open
“Atta girl,” his voice is low and rough, his hand wrapping around his hard length and guiding the tip against your slit, hearing your muffled moans into the pillow as you push your hips back against his cock, watching it slip inside your hole. “My pretty girl is so needy”
Chanyeol's hands are suddenly cupping your breasts, fingers brushing against your perked nipples before hauling you up against his chest. He’s thrusting his cock into your greedy hole, curling his arm around your neck and trapping you against his chest, His bicep and forearm completely cutting off your ability to breathe, putting you in a headlock as he fills your pussy.
Your mouth hangs open, choked moans slipping out as he drives his length into you, his free hand resting along your lower stomach, fingers sprawled out and pressing against where your belly bulges from his dick. The feeling makes him moan.
“Fuck princess, I can’t get enough of you, you feel that? Just sucking me in and claiming every part of your insides, hm?” He groans into your ear, releasing the pressure around your neck for a moment, the high pitched moan coming from you has him speeding up his pace, slamming his hips against you.
“You like being completely helpless, doll? You can barely even breathe and you’re still whining for my cock,” He suddenly slows his pace, dragging the thick length along your walls as the hand splayed across your belly slips lower between your thighs, fingers collecting the slick that leaks around his cock from your pussy and circling it around your clit.
Chanyeol suddenly tightens his arm around your neck, slamming into you. “C’mon princess, cum just like this, dirty and pathetic all over my cock, just like you wanted too”
Your vision becomes spotty, your body convulsing from the overwhelming pleasure ripping through your body. You aren't even able to moan, strangled whines being all you can conjure as you cum, feeling the spurts of his own release filling your pussy and coating your walls in hot white semen.
You gasp as Chanyeol removes his arm from your neck, hands holding you firmly as he lowers you onto the sheets and slips himself out of you. His fingers are gentle, caressing your tender body and letting his hands cup your hips, then your waist. You take a moment to breathe and process everything, coming down from your high.
“You’re alright, princess? Was I too hard on you?” He suddenly asks, feeling him sink into the spot next to you on the bed. His hand caresses the curve of your waist, and when you open your eyes to look at him there's a worrisome look on his face. You feel his fingers suddenly touch your neck, barely grazing the skin.
“That was perfect, Chanyeol,” you smile widely, eyes half-lidded and in a daze, “please do it more, with your arm– god, that was so hot, babe”
You hear him chuckle, leaning in to gently kiss your cheek. “Okay princess, I’ll keep it in mind since you loved it so much,” the implication alone that he’d do it again makes you squirm. “But for now, please try to rest… I’ll clean you up”
gif cred: exo-stentialism
the boss is mad
sub!baekhyun x dom!reader (smut, mdni)
you are a very stressed corporate worker returning to your office after an unsuccessful meeting. baekhyun is your very sorry intern who gets an unexpected punishment.
…pretty much baekhyun getting teased and humiliated and cumming in his pants.
2.3k words of porn with no plot
warnings: umm, clothed footjob? you basically step on him and massage his you know what through his pants.
bang!
the room shook as the office door slammed into its frame. a slouched, sorry looking figure almost missed the cut, hurriedly scurrying in behind you. the next victims of your anger were the blinds; you drew them with a yank and adjusted them for total privacy. the light from the hallway was smothered in doing so, leaving the only light source to be the sunlight peaking from the curtained window’s corners that the fabric didn’t quite reach.
you planted your bottom into the chair behind your desk with a huff, still not laying your eyes upon him. the reason for your fury.
he noticed you avoiding his eyes but he remained persistent in his duty to you. he stayed by even though it looked like you didn’t want him anymore. selfishly, he stayed because he still wanted you and he wasn’t going to leave without you knowing he was sorry.
your clumsy intern who goes by the name of baekhyun knelt before you, bowing in sorrow at your feet. he folded his body forward, arms outstretched in front of him; they ended in trembling fists of frustration and anxiety.
he was the first to speak. “i’m sorry, i’m so, so sorry.” it sounded pathetic coming out of his quivering lips. he was met with silence and a cold stare.
at least you were looking at him, he thought.
baekhyun didn’t mean to trip and spill the cold green liquid of your iced matcha latte onto your sheer pink blouse. you two were rushing—loose papers and a laptop tucked under baekhyun’s left arm and your latte and office keys unstably grasped in his other. it wasn’t his plan to ruin your appearance right before a very important meeting that you had no time to change for before it began. it wasn’t his intention to soil your stance by distracting others with the visual of your stained clothes and detract from your excellent points and slides that you worked so hard on.
but alas, it is what happened. baekhyun can’t go back to the past to change his loose grip on the slippery cup that was wet with condensation. nor can he change the positioning of his foot to make sure he didn’t trip on the guilty extension cord.
all he wanted was to be closer to you.
the latte was in fact, a surprise. he heard you mention you didn’t have time to pick one up on your own that morning due to how much prep you wanted to do for your quarterly report meeting.
you didn’t share much about yourself but he did know that that beverage was your favorite. he felt that the least he could do was bring one to you as you were in absence of your simple but sacred morning pleasure. so on his break, he used up the whole 15 minutes to do something sweet for you. he wanted to plant himself in your mind as someone that was a little bit more than just a needy intern. he was also a needy man. a man desperate to be noticed by the woman who seems too busy for anyone.
the kind gesture, however, only resulted in him feeling regretful. the one "in” he thought he had ended up hurting his chances—or so he thought.
you observed baekhyun from your chair: still on the floor, still looking pitiful. yet oddly, all you could think about was how… cute he was. his shaggy hair that hung in front of his forehead was a bit more disheveled than usual and he bit his rose colored lips impatiently the longer you stared at him. cute.
your anger had somewhat dissipated and was replaced with something more playful. you began to enjoy the dramatic display of his remorse, and, if this is what he had to do to feel better, you weren’t going to stop it. he looked so innocent like this, you thought. he was like a boy who just embarrassed himself in front of his crush. exactly like that, actually. and you knew it.
you had noticed his doting gaze on you and the fact that he never liked to be separated from you—even after hours. he would steal glances when you worked tirelessly into the night while he did busywork on his laptop in the corner of your office. you would tell him to go home and that his duties were done for the day, but he never would. baekhyun would have given you similar encouragement to go home and rest as well, but selfishly, he didn’t. selfishly, he enjoyed when you worked late past your standard hours because it meant more time with you. he had an excuse to be around you just a few more hours longer.
you knew it wasn’t all just because of his need to be the teacher’s pet; you knew there was desire behind those eager eyes. baekhyun made it clear that he wanted to please you, so you decided to find out just how much.
“please say something,” baekhyun pleaded with an unwavering gaze. you were too quiet and he didn’t know how to proceed. he opened his mouth again to continue to apologize but with a raise of your right hand, he fell silent.
you stared down at the kneeling man in front of you with a blank expression. no frown, no smile, just your 6 inch heels, a pencil skirt, and a newly stained blouse to go with your poker face. and him? his typical slacks with a dress shirt combination reigned as did his ever-curious eyes and slight pout. his mouth opened once more to explain himself but you made him halt once more. extending your leg out in front of you, you softly pressed your heel covered foot to his forehead. his body retreated a bit, leaning backwards into an upright position. his face was blocked by the rest of your foot, but you still saw the effects it had on him. you saw the movement of his throat below your heel, he swallowed in anticipation.
his hands moved to grasp your ankle and you were quick to address it.
“did i say you could touch me?” you asked sternly.
“no,” he let out a peep of a response. his hands fell to his sides and you watched his chest rise up and down with heavy breaths.
your foot lowered, moving from his forehead to his chest instead. you rested it in the middle of his pecks. having a view of his face again, his cheeks were flushed the deepest shade of red you had ever seen on him. his lips are red from his continuous bites. he stayed quiet and had difficulty in doing so. he bit back the moan of satisfaction he had wanted to release ever since he felt your foot on his forehead. the truth is, he likes being on his knees for you. he likes being your push pin.
“baekhyun?”
his eyes and ears perked up like a puppy upon hearing his name from your lips. he was ready and at your service.
“go lock the door and return to me.”
without a word, baekhyun got up to turn the lock on the handle to your office door, securing this moment as private—as limitless. he returned in front of you just how he was before: kneeling, resting his weight on the back of his heels.
“good boy,” you praised him. his eyes almost closed from the satisfaction of your approval.
you moved closer. instead of your foot, covered by a shoe doing the touching, you allowed yourself to feel him, just a little bit.
you lightly grazed his neck with your pointer finger which made his eyes flutter closed. you had a feeling his neck was sensitive. the times when he showed up to work with a raised collar or misaligned tie flashed through your mind. you’d take it upon yourself to fix it, often without warning. mornings were times of rush, there was almost always meetings that you both had to attend. on those days where he should have taken a bit more time, you grabbed his collar and flattened it—or straightened his tie into its correct position. though you never had a direct touch on his neck, you saw his slight expressions of sensitivity when the fabric brushed up against him. it was impossible to not notice, as was his red cheeks. it could have been embarrassment, but you knew otherwise.
you dragged your finger down to where the collar of his shirt was buttoned but paused from an enticing observation.
though he hadn’t let any sounds escape, you didn’t need them to know he was aroused. your eyes flickered down to the crotch of his dress pants. it was tented, showing that what was underneath was straining against the fabric. you couldn’t wait to play with it. baekhyun looked down at himself in horror. he was absolutely mortified. not only was he enjoying this but you knew he was—with visual evidence. he desperately attempted to cover himself but you shooed away his hands.
“why try to hide it? i already saw it,” you chuckled with a devious smile.
he looked away, attempting to focus on something else to shake away his arousal but it’s no use. the damage is already done. you laughed at him. right in his face. right when he’s on his knees in front of you. he knew how fucking pathetic he looked and it only made him harder.
“it’s just a vascular reaction,” he breathed out quickly to defend himself in his vulnerability. “it’s a meaningless biological response.”
you let out a snort.
standing to both feet, you stepped forward and returned your foot to his chest, except this time, you applied enough pressure to make him fall backward.
he let out a moan at the shift in position, at the further submission of his body. the rough, carpeted office floor pressed up against his back. you kept your foot planted on his chest as you stood above him.
“hm,” you taunted him, “was that moan a vascular reaction too?”
he furrowed his eyebrows in aroused agony, cock still bulging within his pants. positioned directly below you, he snuck a peek up your pantyhose covered leg, getting a glimpse of the lace edging that wrapped around your thigh.
you smirked at his wandering eye and slid your foot down his body to reach the awaited tent. you firmly pressed your foot down, eliciting a throaty groan from baekhyun.
“no? just this?” you teased as you rubbed his bulge with your foot over his pants. “well, it’s only right if i help you with it. y’know, some innocent vascular stimulation.” baekhyun looked up at you in disbelief. “it’s only fair. you should feel as humiliated as i felt during the meeting.”
he bit his lip at your threat and struggled to contain his whimpers. you applied more pressure and baekhyun turned his face away, bashful at how his body was so easily getting carried away—so easily responding to you. you stopped your actions and moved your foot up to his jaw, turning his face to redirect his gaze to look up at you and only you.
“i want you to look at me.” you said. he gave a silent nod and your foot moved back down to where he needed you the most. your foot moved intuitively against his pants covered cock, watching his face contort with every movement. you didn’t think you had ever seen anything sexier. his hard nipples poked his dress shirt—too bad you couldn’t reach them standing above. his pink lips were parted and he gave up on concealing his whimpers. looking up at you made him feel so small yet it made his cock grow so big. his arms laid flat to his sides, hands in balled fists knowing he wasn’t allowed to touch you. you felt him become stiffer and stiffer. soon you saw him squirm and he held an expression of panic.
“ah, y/n please. stop. i think i’m going to cum. please.” he panted out in desperation.
you raised your eyebrow down at him. “and?” you said nonchalant.
“i-i am at w-work, this isn’t—"
“this isn’t what? appropriate?” you paused the massages to his cock and grazed his balls with your heel for a quick second. his nails sunk into the carpet. “well, we are both fully clothed aren’t we? and i’m just being responsible by getting rid of the problem that i started. there’s nothing wrong with that. i’m not even touching you with my hands.”
he knew it was wrong but he couldn’t help the feeling of ecstasy that quickly approached his aching cock.
“y/n. i—" he whines, not able to hold his orgasm for much longer.
“i know, baekhyun. be a good boy and cum for me.”
just like that, with the last circle you made around his crotch, his eyes rolled back as he let out a moan of relief. he pressed his head back into the floor beneath him as his cock spasmed in his pants. he shuddered with each wave of his orgasm until he fell limp against the floor. he closed his eyes as he steadied his breath and cleared his mind from the haze of pleasure.
you removed your foot from him and joined him on the floor, kneeling down next to him.
you brushed his messy hair out of his face and stroked his cheek tenderly until his eyes fluttered open. you gave him a kind smile and he gave you a tired but full one back.
he sat up and leaned against the wall “i really am sorry,” baekhyun said one more time, less shyly than before.
“i know you are,” you spoke while standing up, “and you paid your dues,” you joked.
he got up from the floor as well, patting down his shirt.
you immediately noticed the evidence of your activities—a large wet spot had developed in the front of baekhyun’s slacks. he didn’t notice until he heard you begin to laugh hysterically. i mean, you knew what would happen, but it didn’t make it any less amusing.
“well, guess we’re even,” baekhyun laughed.
now you both need to change.
planning out my days then never sticking to it. I HAVEN’T BEEN WRITING!!! AHHHH
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BAEKHYUN ☆ Bambi (2021)
