#khine writes

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

you make me feel like i've been floating

note: you made baekhyun angry. read at your own risk cuz it's too shitty. mdni. first time writing on my laptop again after two years.

your mind was blank, your vision spinning. all you could make sense of this very heated moment was those forceful thrusts against your hips, that taut grip on her waist and raspy grunts from the male moving up and down above you. your head was near the edge of your bed as baekhyun slided his rock hard cock in and out of your abused cunt nonstop. your legs flailing helplessly. his eyes hooded with lust, sweat rolling down his forehead and nose. when he caught a glimpse of your puffed up pussy lips sinking in as he entered you, he groaned. everything about you sent his brain into overdrive.

you still had your lacy bra on since baekhyun had no patience when he casually pushed down the cups in one go. it made your breasts look so perky and fuckable, baekhyun had thought to himself. the way those plump set of breasts moving in waves did a number on his sanity.

he leaned down, "you like it, yeah?" purring into your neck. then you felt something warm and wet being dropped onto your sensitive skin. when you noticed that baekhyun had spat on your neck, you whimpered, more tears, more juices gushing out from oversensitivity and overwhelming pleasure. he looked up at your face, his smirk was so sinister seeing how ruined you looked underneath him. there, he started smothering his spit all over the expanse of your neck and cleavage like a mad dog. wet sounds of his mouth and his cock in your pussy ricocheting around the room.

"open your mouth," he ordered in a strict voice. you moaned breathlessly knowing what was to come. weakly, she obeyed. with a precise aim, he spat directly into your throat, "swallow it." and you did without thinking.

he shut his eyes and groaned at how obedient you were being. his hand shot up to wrap around your neck. his grip was gentle but still thrilling. your breath hitched in your throat when his thumb hooked at the corner of your mouth.

"want me to fuck you stupid, huh, pretty girl?" he cooed. and you could barely nod let alone speak up. his cock was growing even bigger and the burn was too delicious. he removed his thumb from your mouth with a pop and put it back in his mouth as he sucked. your hand had tried to reach his face but to no avail. being stronger and bigger than you, he pinned both your wrists above your head.

he ducked down again. this time sucking your lips into his mouth so slowly as he slowed down his hips. he bit your bottom lip and let it snap back. "you're so fucking perfect for me, baby. my little personal fucktoy," he kissed you hard again. "you always let me ruin you."

at this point your body was ready give out from being on your back being used for two hours straight and without cumming. but it didn't matter. not when you could feel his hot breath as he murmured filthy things into your heated skin and his cock having its way with you.

he resumed his thrusts, grabbing your ankles and put them onto his shoulders. this was his favorite way to take you. because not only could he hug your legs to his body, he could also hold your hands at the same time for him to get the best leverage. there he snapped his hips hard and rough, balls slapping against your ass. it was too much. his cockhead rubbed repeatedly on your sensitive spots inside. you could feel every curve, every ridge and every vein on his dick.

you squealed, "baek, please... let me cum.. please."

he didn't listen. he let go of your wrists for a moment to press the rough patch of his thumb to press down on your clit, rubbing in tight circles before cuffing your wrists again.

"oh yeah, baby.." he grunts so huskily when a small spurt of cum came out into your womb. "oh, baby. you make me fucking insane." he kissed your ankle.

he jerked his hips sloppily as he came to a stop with a rough thrust, pumping all his cum into you. he dropped your legs gently, pressing light feathery kisses all over your face and shoulders. "you said you want my babies, yeah? so take it, baby. wanna see my baby getting round and tight with my babies."

you lay down on your back there like a lifeless doll, tearing cascading down your flushed face as he whispered, "five down, four more to go, angel."

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You’re All I Think About…

Note: Nothing too crazy going on here. They’re coworkers with a history. Just flirting, smooching, and kissing you know the drill.

The corners of her eyes alerted her that Baekhyun was approaching. In her mind, as she counted seconds until he reached her, she made up a list of excuses that would let her get away.

“I should go and buy a lottery ticket.” She heard him say with a certain kind of amusement, as he mimicked her posture, leaning back with his arms around his chest.

She knew exactly what he was referring to.

“It’s not surprising, Baekhyun. I do it a lot all the time, just not on the set,” except this time, she replied, still not looking his way.

Please look at me. Baekhyun pleaded quietly in his head.

“So you can uphold your reputation of being an ice princess?”

“What does that title have to do with me smoking?” She pointed out, glancing at the scruffy-hair male next to her. Finally. But not for long.

“Girls like you aren’t supposed to do things like that,” he said as a matter-of-fact. She knew he was staring at her, quietly pleading for her to do the same.

“Girls like me?” She echoed his words in utter confusion, “Girls like me shouldn’t do things that a normal person would do?” She asked incredulously, her words swirling out in gray smoke. She turned her body to face him. And Baekhyun’s heart skipped a beat.

“Well, I don’t do it. At least,” he shrugged.

She rolled her eyes— that’s such bullshit.

“Did you notice how you’ve just turned into a completely different person with that cigarette and that fresh attitude you just gave me?”

She was not having it with this headcase. So she took a long drag on her cigarette, dropped it without a care on the ground and stubbed it out with the heel of her shoe. If he enjoyed playing with her so much then he wouldn’t mind being played either, right?

She turned to him, blowing the smoke out into his face. She watched as Baekhyun flinched back until he finally erupted in choked coughs. That in return made her break out into hushed giggles.

“I have no idea what kind of paranormal creature has possessed you but I think I kinda enjoyed it,” Baekhyun confessed after he’d regained his posture.

The smile on her face had disappeared but to his dismay, it was replaced by a rather cunning expression.

“Kinda? How else do I have to entertain you so you can enjoy it to the fullest extent?” Her words were steeped in innuendo that Baekhyun could no longer maintain his posture.

She shouldn’t have said that. Because they were now talking in silence through their eyes. She didn’t realize she had been holding her breath until Baekhyun’s gaze fell on her lips. One, two, three. And there he was. Swooping her in and pressing his lips against hers.

It came off too strong, too passionate. But she almost immediately snaked her arms around his neck. One of his hands slid down to tightly wrap around her waist, not letting her to stumble out of his embrace. Her lips felt too soft for a smoker, if that made any sense. It was driving him crazy. Baekhyun prodded his tongue to give her occasional little licks on her lower lip. He could clearly taste the menthol flavor that the stick had imprinted on her tongue. Her head was tilted backwards as Baekhyun sucked warm kisses down her chin, her jaw and across the exposed neckline of her collarbone.

He abruptly pulled away from kissing her neck and pressed his forehead on hers, his strong arms never failed to hold her in place. They panted heavily in each other’s embrace. Before he could lean in again for a quick kiss, she backed away with a mischievous grin, saying,

“I take it you’ve enjoyed that to the fullest?”

Baekhyun chuckled lowly, his smile softening. “Maybe?”

She frowned, eyeing the male squarely.

“Maybe after this,” he hastily said before he stole another quick kiss from her.

***

A/N: they might just be coworkers who sleep with each other occasionally :))

[idkwhatthisisfuck]

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

notes: yearning baekhyun.

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

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

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Right Here

Sugardaddy!Baekhyun x Younger dinergirl/college student!OC (very shitty and i cried midway through) mdni

It was supposed to be a secret. More like the mixture of her traumas, insecurities and worries folded into a thin white envelope. It was a Monday night again. Baekhyun had called her first thing in the morning that he would pick her up after her evening elective class.

That very mail she had been dreading all month long was left forgotten on his desk as she rushed herself to shower as soon as they got to his penthouse. With a mind of their own, Baekhyun’s hands had navigated to open that mail because why not? That’s what he thought. In his own little world, they had been together (more like fucking for more than a year), so no secret should be kept between them. Even though he’d reluctantly agreed when his girl said they weren’t exclusive. But after all, he’d promised he would never ever let her worry about her expenses again. Wasn’t that how their arrangement supposed to work? Baekhyun found his chest tighten every single time the younger girl flashed across his mind. Was it lo—

“Why did you open my letter, Baekhyun?”

Baekhyun stood up right away from their bed. Like a fish out of water, his mouth opened and closed, failing to find the right words because damn, she had never raised her voice at him like that nor had they ever been in this situation. Worse, she had never called his name like that before. It’s always either “Baek” or “Daddy” when she tried to be naughty. But Jesus fucking Christ, she looked way too sinful like this right now. Water dripping down her legs, hair wet, and her skin soaked with just a white towel wrapped around her body.

“I— I wanted to know.. a habit. I’m sorry. But I’ll transfer you—” Fuck, his voice was trembling, hands shaking, that chest-tightening feeling was back again. God he was in love with her. He could never see her go through something like money issues ever again.

While I’m right here, baby. Can’t you see? I’m gonna fix everything for you. You don’t gotta worry about it. Just leave it to me. I’ll make it work. I love you so much.

“No.”

No?

“Why not?” He tried to smile, but holy shit, tears were already welling up behind his eyelids.

“I said no, Baekhyun! It’s not like you paying me to suck your dick. It’s gonna cost you a fucking fortune. I can’t let you do that anymore!” Because I’m in love with you, Baek.

The way she said those words like that… he was hurt.

He came up to her now, standing closer. Staring her down and looking at her flushed skin and bloodshot eyes, “Then, do tell me. Tell me how you’re gonna do another semester then? Huh? You found another guy already?” His voice cracked, throat moving up and down to swallow the lump.

“Baekhyun… it’s not that. It’s just—“ tears, tears and tears. Towel barely doing its job covering her now.

His hands shot out, holding hers. Placing them onto his heaving chest, he wound his arms around her waist.

“Tell me, baby. You gotta tell me,” he begged, voice so damn desperate. Eyes searching hers.

Knowing her better than herself, Baekhyun was ready to lay all his cards, “I love you.”

Her eyes shot up. Her own heart sinking when she noticed Baekhyun crying too.

“Baekhyun… I—” Emotions had gotten the best of her when she got on her tippy toes and brought his neck down to kiss him messily. Baekhyun tightened his grip on hers, never wanting to let her go. He kissed her deeper, tongue swirling and sucking. She let out a sigh, when he moved his lips down her jaw, suckling kisses on her neck, and again licking up a stripe from the base of her neck to her lips.

When he deemed it was enough for now, he let go with a delicious smack.

“So… do you love me?

“Yes.. yes, yes, Baekhyun. I love you so much. I love you, Baek. I didn’t want to scare you away with how much I have been demanding from you without me even realizing it.”

Baekhyun swore his heart had never been this full in his life before now that he had the girl of his dreams in his arms, finally telling him those three big words.

“You can never be too much for me, sweetheart. You know that, right? I’m so fucking in love with you, it terrifies me sometimes but it’s true. And also, missy, you are my responsibility, how could you say that, hmm? Of course I’mma pay for your tuition, your everything. When you need me, I’ll be there. Simple.”

She couldn’t utter a word, overwhelmed by the unconditional love the man had proven to be true. “Oh, Baekhyun. I love you.” She cried to his chest, feeling guilty and relieved now that the feelings were mutual.

He tried to wipe her tears off but she playfully insisted pressing her puffy cheeks on his shirt. Baekhyun leaned down to whisper into her ear, “You yelled at Daddy earlier by the way. So rude I’m hurt. You gonna give me five rounds or what?”

She laughed, “Fuck off, Baekhyun.”

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Today during break, I’m thinking about pervy bf Baek palming himself through his pants looking at his girl’s not so appropriate pictures in his gallery. It was last night though, where things got steamy. He did ask her permission to take a pic of his cum on her tummy while his spent yet still very hard cock resting atop her soft hairs. It doesn’t have her face in it but only her soft breasts, cum stained skin, and the soft dark hairs 🥺

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Chrome Hearts ♱

There’s a reason why Baekhyun never takes off his cross necklace. It simply transports him back to those faithful nights where he would have you underneath him, lying on your back for hours and hours until he’s satisfied. There’s something so intimate and primal about you letting him use your body for his pleasure. Half-lidded bloodshot eyes staring down at you in heated desire— a man looking at you in pure need. Every needy little whine and purr that had escaped your red swollen mouth from his kisses, and your teary doe eyes looking so fucking helpless forever etched in his memory. Or the way he would lean forward for a suckling, soothing kiss when it got too much for you “Shush baby. You’re so good for me.” Or the way his necklace would dangle in your face as he moved up and down in a fast pace. Or the way you would suck that cross pendant in your mouth whenever you caught it.

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I wish you knew…

bbh x oc (drabble, angst, emotional turmoil, unspoken affection)

note: wrote this on my break while I cried.

She can see from the corner of her eyes that he is staring straight into her soul while she pretends to be preoccupied with the cash register. A part of her mind seems to know the motive behind his action.

And then with a low voice, “Why did you skip it?”

So what? Why is that a matter? Did that hurt your ego?

Calmingly she responds, “Would you have tipped me though? If I hadn’t skipped that?”

Like the epitome of asshole he is, he scoffs, “Probably not.”

She smirks, “Exactly.”

Swallowing the remnants of pride she has left in her, she walks away to pack the orders. The unbearable weight of his gaze on her retreating figure heavy.

Baekhyun, on the other hand, when he is sure that she is out of his sight, quickly fishes out a ten dollar bill from his wallet and puts it in her tip jar. Mind you his order was fifteen bucks. He can’t pinpoint what exactly he is feeling. The fact that she has skipped the tip section on the credit card machine has him feeling things he shouldn’t be feeling. Is it because she has done bruising his ego? Is it because his whole personality screams as someone petty? Is it because she might still be thinking of him as a jerk? Granted, tipping isn’t mandatory but still, does she think so low of him? Or is it because he actually cares?

Maybe someday, she’d help him figure out how he feels.

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Giving very much domestic soft Baekhyun 🥺💞 He will never yell at you when you guys fight !! You always have the upper hand in this relationship but in the bedroom setting?? He a beast btw he has the perfect broad shoulders to put your legs on