Sorry guys, this one is on the shorter side cause I just lost inspiration for it but I hope you like what I have of it :)

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️:sub!chanyeol, sub!sehun, dom!reader, voyeurism, rimming, oral (male recieving), mentions of handcuffs, threesome, pwp, mommy kink

Helping Hands

“Oh fuck!” Sehun cried out, his hands darting down to tangle in your hair as your tongue swirled around his tip yet again. Internally, you let out a small huff while glaring up at him. A whine forced its way past your boyfriend’s lips as you pulled away, another escaping as you grabbed his wrists and forced his hands down to be pinned on either side of his head. 

     "C'mon baby boy, we talked about this. Keep your hands to yourself or I’ll have to bring out the cuffs.“ You lightened up your hold on his wrists at the look that crossed his face.

     "I’m sorry mommy, I’m really trying not to touch you- I promise I am!” You smiled down at him as his puppy dog eyes came into play, leaning down to press a light kiss to his pouty lips. Normally, you would have already brought out the cuffs, rope, or anything else you had in your toybox to restrain him, but he had been in a subby mood all day today which made him all the more sensitive. When he’s in the mood to become your mindless baby boy in the bedroom he complains and complains about the bruises that inevitably end up around his wrists, almost bringing him to tears. While you didn’t want to deal with that mess later, sometimes you just didn’t have a choice.

     "This is your last warning sweetheart.“ He violently nodded, gripping the sheets as hard as he could while you started to lower your mouth back down on his cock. The moan that ripped from his throat could be heard clear as day from your living room, where, unbeknownst to either of you, a friend had dropped by to return Sehun’s phone charger he had accidentally left in the practice room. 

     Chanyeol had stopped in his tracks as the cry echoed through the house, his face slowly heating up as he realized what it was. He was conflicted. One half of his brain was telling him to sprint out the door and forget this had ever happened while the other half was suddenly reminding how attractive his younger bandmates’s girlfriend was. The poor boy hadn’t even realized he had climbed the stairs until he was suddenly standing outside your bedroom door, hand outstretched for the doorknob in front of him.

     His hands were shaking as the nerves almost swallowed him whole. What was he doing?! Chanyeol took a small step back, cradling his hand to his chest as he shook his head. Just as his back turned to the door, however, another loud moan ripped through the air. He spun back around, telling himself over and over that a small peek wouldn’t hurt. The door opened just a crack, letting the perverted boy’s eye scan the small room. His breath hitched in his throat as he took in the scene before him.

     Sehun’s back was arched off the bed as his fingernails dug into the pillow beneath his thrashing head, trying his damndest to keep his hands from reaching for you. Chanyeol saw your head between your boyfriend’s thighs and assumed you were sucking him off, but upon closer inspection realized that you had traveled lower to trace your tongue around the younger’s entrance. A low groan vibrated through Sehun’s chest as he bit his lip, head tilting in a way that gave Chanyeol a full view of his pleasure filled expression.

     The sight was almost too much to bear as Chanyeol’s bulge strained against the fabric of his pants. His trembling hand shyly rubbed at the area between his legs, hoping to find some relief as the other flew up to his mouth to block his lewd sounds. It didn’t take long before he decided it wasn’t enough, instead unbuttoning his pants to grab ahold of his fully erect cock and pump it at a rather quick pace.

     Sehun’s eyes slowly fluttered open, his vision still a little blurry with pleasure as he turned his head to nuzzle his cheek into the pillow. Through his pleasure haze, however, he saw a crack in the door. Hadn’t you closed it after you pushed him to the bed? It was hard for his mind to fully comprehend what was happening until his eyes had locked onto the pair that he recognized instantly. His face flushed red as he squeezed his eyes shut.

     "M-mommy!” He whined, his thighs unintentionally crushing your head in between them. The action made you look up to his face with a grunt before following his gaze to the door. You smirked as your eyes locked with a pair of dark brown ones.

     "Oh?“ Chanyeol froze up as he realized he had been spotted, the dark look in your eyes making a violent shiver shoot down his spine. He hurriedly pulled up his pants as you made a beckoning movement with your hand, clumsily entering the room. "Well what do we have here? I didn’t realize your friend was such a little pervert, baby.” You chuckled, glancing over to Sehun to make sure he was okay with this. 

     Sure enough as you gave your boyfriend a once-over you could see his cock twitch against his stomach. The both of you had talked about a situation like this before, having someone else join you in the bedroom that is, but now that it was finally happening you realized it was much more exhilarating than you could have ever imagined. Chanyeol, on the other hand, was much too busy thinking about every worst case scenario as his eyes burned holes into the floor. Surely you would never want to talk to him again, and Sehun would be too grossed out by him to ever hang out the way they used to. What if you told everyone else what happened, just to warn everyone about the disgusting pervert they’d been unknowingly spending time with? What if-

     "Chanyeol!“ The boy’s head snapped up, the confused puppy dog eyes he was giving you made you forgive him right away. "Did you hear what I said?” He slowly shook his head. You had turned to face him by now, gesturing for him to come even closer from your place on the bed. He hesitantly stepped forward, hands clenched into fists between his legs in a poor attempt to cover up his hard-on. 

     "I asked if you’d like to join us. There’s a little lesson I need to teach Sehun that he just can’t seem to learn, so a little help would be very much appreciated.“ You said, seduction dripping in your voice as you ran your fingers along his inner thigh once he had sat down next to you. His breath hitched in his throat, a fire burning in his lower abdomen from your touches as well as the whimper that came from the boy behind him. He slowly nodded his head, mind already foggy from your words as he looked up at you with the prettiest puppy dog eyes you had ever seen.

     "Alright, how about you go ahead and take off your clothes, then you can go and sit behind Sehun. Is that alright with you sweetheart?” All he could do was dumbly nod his head again, your sweet voice and gentle touches the only thing he could seem to focus on. “Use your words.”

     "Y-yes mommy, I can do that.“

     "Alright then darling, go ahead.” The words had barely left your mouth before he shot to his feet and began sloppily tugging off his clothes. Jeez, you’d barely done anything and the sweet boy was putty in your hands. You couldn’t help the wicked smirk that crossed your face.

     Oh this was gonna be fun.

3 Years - year 2 part one

A few weeks have passed since you got back and lord knows you still haven’t unpacked. You messaged Chanyeol when you got home to let him know that the flight went well. You two kept a small conversation going but you weren’t sure how much more your heart could handle.

You had been offered a role as a side character in a show because the company from Korea had sent a preliminary copy of the stuff you guys had filmed at the end of your mentoring session to your company. They were able to find you some work, it wasn’t a constant appearance but it was work, so you took the offer.

You had today off so you decided it was the perfect opportunity to actually get to unpacking. You started and your phone went off.

You pick it up to see that it’s Chanyeol and he is requesting a video chat. You nearly threw the phone across the room, but quickly calmed down and answered.

“Hey” you say, not sure entirely what else to say.

He looked a little sad.

“Oh my god, is everything okay?? Isn’t it late there?” He just looked at you.

There was silence and you were concerned the video froze, but then he sniffed and you knew it wasn’t.

“Park Chanyeol, talk to me. What’s going on?” Your concern must have been very evident because he looked right at the camera.

“I just… I just miss you.” He looked at the desk immediately after the words left his mouth and your heart broke.

You wanted nothing more than to reach out and fluff his hair and tell him it’s okay, but you had to settle for over the video reassurance.

“Yeolie,” you see him tense slightly when you call him by his nickname. “Hey, look at me… I miss you too. We both knew I had to go back at some point though.” You try to keep your voice steady, but he still hasn’t looked up and it’s hard because you really miss him too.

“We can still talk on here. I know it’s not the same, but at least it’s something. We have Kakao too.”

He gives a small nod.

“So talk to me then silly. What have you been up to? How’s the ever-so-glamorous lifestyle of an idol been?” That got him to smile and giggle a bit.

You two talk for a couple hours before you clue into the fact that it has to be nearly 4am in Korea and convince him for another 15 minutes to get off the phone before finally disconnecting.

“My god that boy” you shake your head and laugh as you return to your unpacking.

The next few months consist of about the same thing, some nights it’s you staying up until the wee hours, some nights it’s him you have to convince to get some sleep. You knew EXO were prepairing a comeback, or at least, that’s what word on the street was. Chanyeol refused to tell you, but you knew something was up because some nights he looked far more worn out then normal.

Tonight was no different.

“Yeolie, you okay?” You laugh when he picks up the call.

“Hey Y/N!!” The enthusiasm was high and his grin was huge, but you could see he was tired. “Great actually! I can finally confirm your suspicions too!”

“Oh? Do tell.” You laugh at his puppy like excitement.

“We are totally working on a comeback! They actually just put the artical out before you called!” Despite being tired his excitement was the most adorable thing you’d seen, so you couldn’t help but be enamored by it.

“I figured, you aren’t exactly James Bond when it comes to these things” you laugh as he swats at the screen.

“So what’s new with you?” He asks after settling down a bit.

“Well, I was going to wait until things were finalized a bit more to tell you…”

“Tell me, tell me!!”

“I am planning a trip out there for work next month, I just need to finalize some things with the company before I can say for sure when.” You see him perk up and can’t help but smile. “It’ll only be for a couple months, and that’s IF I get the part. They say there’s a pretty good chance and that the audition is mostly formality, but still. Anything can happen.” You try to sound nonchalant about it, but you were brimming with happiness at the thought of being back in Korea.

“So you’ll be here?! That’s awesome!! You have to come to a show!!” Chanyeol clapped his hands. “We have a few schedules already lined up, so as soon as you know dates and how busy you’ll be let me know, I’ll try and pull some strings” he winked.

“Aww you don’t have to do that.” But you were glad he protested because you knew getting tickets to a show would be like pulling teeth.

You talk for a while and once the excitement died down you could see the exhaustion seeping through Chanyeol. He was laying on his bed by this point and you could see he was hardly staying awake.

During a story you were telling he went oddly quiet so you stopped for a second. “Yeolie?” Silence.

“Goodnight you silly bean. I hope you sleep well” you hear him mumble something and you chuckle while disconnecting the call.

TBC

Oneshot - Smut

Sub!Park Chanyeol x reader

Summary:You and Chanyeol have been together for about a year. Everything was amazing, except for just one thing. Chanyeol was always the top. While you loved that side of him, sometimes you’d like to change things up. And that’s exactly what you did.

Your p.o.v.

It was about 8 am when you woke up. You looked to the right to see your boyfriend Chanyeol sleeping soundly next to you. You sighed. Today was the day you were going to talk to him about what’s been on your mind for what feels like forever. It was a Saturday morning and you both had free time for the day, so you figured this was the best time. You decided to get up and get dressed.

As you were making breakfast for yourself, you heard rustling in the bedroom and knew Chanyeol was awake as well. You waited for a little while until you heard the door to the bathroom click. That’s when you ran quietly from your kitchen back to the bedroom and opened your closet as silently as possible. Under a small pile of clothes was a small box you were looking for. Taking everything out of the box, you tiptoed to your nightstand and opened the top drawer to hide everything inside. Because Chanyeol sometimes accidentally went to your nightstand instead of his, you decided it was best to hide everything in the morning, just to make sure he won’t find anything.

Just as you returned to the kitchen, you heard your bathroom door click and Chanyeol walked out. It gave you a small rush of excitement, knowing that your little plan was succeeding so far. 

You were snapped out of your daydreaming when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist and a head resting on your shoulder. “Why didn’t you make something for me as well?” You could hear the pout in his voice. “Well, you usually wake up around noon on Saturdays, so I didn’t really expect you to be up this early.” Instead of a reply, Chanyeol just nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. This didn’t surprise you too much, as Chanyeol always acted like a big baby whenever he woke up. You didn’t mind though, because it was absolutely adorable. 

Throughout the day you couldn’t really focus, your worries always in the back of your head. When were you going to ask him? Will he like the idea or not? You tried to push these thoughts away, thinking that it’s worth a try and Chanyeol would never judge you for wanting to try something new, but doubts still crept into your mind every now and then. 

Other than that, the day went smoothly. Now, as the sun was setting, you found yourself on the couch, body draped over your boyfriend’s as you two watched a Christmas movie even though it was the second week of November. Halfway through the movie, you felt two hands on your back slowly move lower and lower. This didn’t really fit your idea, where it should be you doing this to him. 

The hands were now dangerously low, so you decided to speak up. “Chanyeol?” You heard a hum in response, but the hands were still lowering. “Chanyeol.” “Yes?” Still moving. “Chanyeol!” You spoke a little too loud and felt Chanyeol jump a bit as his hands stopped immediately. He looked you in the eyes, his eyebrows raised in confusion. 

You got up to sit on the other side of the couch, looking at him. “Did I do something wrong? What is it?” Chanyeol asked, slightly worried. You shook your head. “No, I just wanted to ask you something.” As you said this, you saw Chanyeol tense up just a little, so you placed your hand on his arm. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing bad, I was just wondering if you would like to.. try something new?” As you said this, you swore you saw a small fire light up in his eyes. “What do you have in mind?” He looked like a child, waiting for a present their parents promised them. 

“I was thinking that maybe I could be on top just this once? What do you think?” You said, feeling the nervousness in your chest once again. “Like, ride me? But didn’t we do that like three days ago?” Chanyeol asked, confused once again. “No, that’s different, because you still control everything even if you’re under me..” You said as you felt your cheeks heating up and started regretting bringing this whole thing up. “So you just want to be the one in control? Is that all?” The way he put it so simply made you want to cry out in frustration. But hey, at least he knew what you meant now. “Well, it sounds a lot more boring when you say it like that, but yes..” 

What followed was just silence. Maybe he thinks it’s boring? Maybe he only wants to top? You were starting to feel embarrassed and wanted to get out of this situation as quickly as possible. “It’s fine if you don’t want to do this,” You said, standing up. “I’m sorry for bring-” but before you could rush out like you wanted to, you felt a hand grab your wrist. “No no no, we’re doing this. I was just caught up in my thoughts, I’m sorry. It sounds quite nice actually. When do you want to try it?” He said, his words a little rushed as if he was worried you would run away before he could finish his sentence. You turned around, noticing the blush creeping onto his cheeks. Just this sight of him sitting under you, avoiding your eyes, blushing, was making you excited. 

“How about we start right now?” You said, feeling a little more confident in your actions now. “Sounds great.” He grinned and followed you to the bedroom. You stopped next to the bed and looked at him. He was standing there awkwardly, clearly not knowing what to do, so you decided to help him out a little.

“Lay down on the bed and take off your shirt, so it won’t be in the way later.” He complied, shuffling over to the bed and laying down on it, taking his shirt off. “So, what now?” He asked, still a bit lost. “Just relax and let me take care of you, ok? While I get everything ready, you can think about what safeword you want in the meantime.” You said smoothly, starting to get into your role more. “What should the safeword be?” You heard him ask as you rummaged through the drawer for the right things. There was a lot of them, but you needed just a few for today. “Whatever you want it to be, preferably something not associated with sex, so you won’t say it accidentally without meaning it as the safeword.” “How about..puppies?” You chuckled at his safeword of choice because you knew he thought of it while looking at your bed with puppies on the covers. “Sure.” Finally, you were fully prepared and turned back to Chanyeol. “ Give me your left hand.” Click. “And your right.” Click. Feeling the cold metal on his wrists, Chanyeol looked up to see he was now tied to the bed.

“Now close your eyes and lift your head for me.” He obliged, already suspecting what was going to happen. He knew he was right when he felt the smooth fabric over his eyes being tied in a knot behind his head as you slowly lowered his head back on the pillow. To his surprise, he was actually feeling relaxed like you wanted him to. That was until he heard you shuffling and got slightly nervous again, now that he couldn’t see what was happening. Chanyeol was normally on the quieter side when it came to sex, so your goal for today was to change that. Oh, how you dreamed about the whimpers that could be spilling out of his mouth. And now, that your dream was about to become a reality, you almost couldn’t contain yourself from all the excitement. 

You started off slow, cupping his face in your hands and kissing him on his forehead, nose, cheeks and finally lips. He melted into the kiss, lifting his head to get as close to your lips as possible. You pulled away and went back up, looking at his half-naked form, admiring the sight in front of you. “So, there are three rules, ok baby boy?” When he didn’t answer, you slapped his thigh to get his attention. Not to make it hurt, but with just enough force to help him remember his place. He gasped from surprise. “I said, there are three rules, ok baby boy?” This time, he understood what you wanted from him. “Okay.” You smiled, seeing him already learning. “Would you like me to introduce you to them?” You said, waiting for his response. “Yes.” You slapped his other thigh this time, making him gasp again. “Manners.” He understood, responding almost immediately. “Yes, please.” 

Chanyeol was surprising himself as he started to get into his role a lot more than expected. “Good. Rule number one, you have to respond with words and behave like a good boy. Rule number two, you have to do everything I tell you or there will be consequences. Rule number three, you cannot cum without my permission. Understand?” You heard Chanyeol’s breath hitch at the third rule, making you chuckle. “Yes, I understand.” With that, you were ready to truly start. 

You kissed him again, letting your hands roam his body like he did to you on the couch. Since he was already shirtless, there were no restrictions from your touches. You placed kisses on his chin and down his chest, resting your hands on his nipples. You took them in each of your hands, rolling them between your thumb and index finger. You heard his breathing get heavier, knowing the effect it had on him, even though he would probably never admit to it. You sat on his thighs just below his clothed member, getting yourself comfortable on his legs. Your lips went up to his neck, sucking on his skin, leaving red and purple marks. Your hands started traveling even lower until they reached his jeans. You kneeled back up, removing them and throwing them somewhere behind you, not really caring about where they’ll end up. 

You saw that he was already half-hard and smirked to yourself. “Does my baby boy feel good?” You asked, lifting your eyes to look up at his blinded face, lips parted and cheeks a deep shade of red. “Yes.” You were glad he was enjoying himself, but one-word responses like this were not enough for you. “How good do you feel?” “Really fucking good.” With that, you slapped his thigh again, this time with more force, making him bite his bottom lip to prevent any noises from coming out. “What did I say about manners? Is this the way a good boy should be behaving?” You asked, disappointment evident in your voice. “No, I’m sorry.” Hearing this felt like absolute heaven on earth. You couldn’t have hoped for anything better, feeling really proud of him for taking on the role you wanted. You kissed him again, this time speaking with a much nicer tone. “That’s a good boy.” When you were satisfied with the hickeys all over his neck, you started going lower again.

You poked your tongue out, licking a stripe from his chest to his stomach, stopping a few times to mark him a little more, feeling his chest fall and rise with every breath. Finally, you stopped at his lower stomach, placing small kisses over it. With your chest touching his crotch, you could feel him twitch a little. You went even lower, but instead of going where he wanted you to go, you started kissing his inner thighs, your hands kneading the rest of the muscle. “Please.” You heard him whisper from above. “Please what?” You asked even though you knew exactly what he wanted. “Please touch me.” “But I am touching you, aren’t I?” You heard his breathing get shaky out of frustration and need. “Yes, but not…not where I want you to.” He couldn’t believe what he was saying. While it still felt a little strange to him, being so submissive, it also felt incredibly right. “And where do you want me to touch you?” You asked, sliding your fingers up the smooth flesh of his inner thighs, almost reaching his member, but then going back down. When he saw that you had no intentions of stopping the teasing, he finally spoke up again. “I want you to touch my cock, p-please.” It was adorable that even though he acted so dominant in bed when it came to talking about anything sex-related, he shied away. “Oh, you mean here?” You put your hand on his clothed member, palming him through the fabric of his briefs. “Yes, oh god yes, right there.” He moaned, bucking his hips for more friction. That’s when you pulled away, earning the first but definitely not the last whimper from him.

“Did I allow you to move? Or are you so needy for my touch that you can’t behave yourself like I want you to?” You said sternly, waiting for his response. “No, you didn’t. I’m sorry, I won’t do it again.” He said breathily, praying you would accept his apology and continue. “Since you apologized so nicely, I will forgive you. But this is your last warning, one more time and there will be a punishment.” He shuddered at the threat. But when your hand returned to his member, his worries went quickly away. You could feel that he was fully hard now, waiting for your next move. You hooked your fingers underneath the fabric of his underwear, yanking it down and revealing his aching cock. He tensed up as the cold air hit him, feeling embarrassed as he was the only one with nothing on. Weirdly, though, it only added to the power you had over him, making him more excited.

Yourfingers moved onto his member, circling the red tip. Chanyeol moaned quietly, still trying to hold back any sounds. “Don’t be shy, baby boy. Make as much noise as you want, show me how good you’re feeling.” You said with a smooth voice, running your thumb across the slit. He bit his lower lip and sighed quietly, making you disappointed again. You were willing to overlook it though, but with another thrust of his hips into your unmoving hand for more friction, you knew you had no choice. “Baby boy.” You looked at his face, his pursed lips giving away that he knew exactly what he did wrong. “Do you know what you did wrong?” You said, removing your hands from his body completely, leaving him powerless on the bed. “Yes… I moved when you told me not to.” “And do you know what happens to boys who frequently misbehave?” There was a short silence and you could feel Chanyeol’s nervousness mixed with curiosity in the way his breathing got calmer as if he was waiting for what has yet to come. “They.. they get punished.” “Exactly.” You watched his Adam’s apple bob as he only swallowed air, anticipation coursing through his body. You grabbed his member with one hand, firing up the hope inside him, hoping he might make it through the night without a punishment.

That was until he felt something almost uncomfortably tight slip onto his member, making him gasp in surprise. As he was about to ask what kind of punishment this is, the small circle started vibrating, making him arch his back and whine out loud. He tried to put a hand on his mouth to silence himself, but the only thing he got was the metal chain of the handcuffs ringing against the bedpost. When he wanted to bite into the pillow under him to muffle his moans, you grabbed his chin, tugging it back so you could get a good look at the mess he’s being. 

“Don’t be shy, baby. I won’t stop until you’re screaming my name anyways.” You smiled at him, but it was more intimidating than calming. You sat between his legs on the heels of your feet and watched him, loving the sight. From the quick heavy breaths to his arched back and tensed muscles, he was beautiful. You removed your own clothes, leaving on just your shirt, making him unable to see anything under it. Normally, he would have ripped it off of you himself, but now all he could do was whine. But something about the way he was powerless, depending on you and only you, made him even harder if possible. 

Looking at him like this on display was making you aroused as well. You slipped your fingers under the shirt, making yourself feel good as well. Any quiet sounds you made were easily overdrawn by the moans and whimpers flowing out of Chanyeol’s mouth. His eyes were closed, eyebrows furrowed together and mouth wide open. 

As you watched Chanyeol slowly coming apart while helping yourself at the same time, the moment was broken by Chanyeol once again. “(Y/N), I’m- I’m gonna-” At this, your ears perked up and were next to him within seconds, focused on him more than ever. Even though he already had the vibrating ring on him, you made a tight circle with your fingers at the base just to be sure he wouldn’t cum yet. With your other hand, you turned the vibrations off, earning a cry from the male. “Oh honey, did you really think it was going to end this soon? It wouldn’t be a punishment if I just let you cum whenever you wanted, would it?” You said with your fingers still around his girth, feeling his member twitch in need. “(Y/N), please, I-I need to cum. I can’t hold it anymore.” His face was red, sweat all over his burning body. “Okay then. Do it, baby boy.” You said, turning the vibrations back on, this time turning them to a higher level. He screamed, tugging at the handcuffs again. His whole body tensed up as he arched his back from the bed with a silent gasp. But when nothing happened, he fell back down, panic visible in his eyes.

He looked at you with wide eyes, utterly confused. “W-why didn’t I cum? What’s happening?” He asked with a shaky voice from his fake orgasm. “What you just felt, baby, was a dry orgasm. This little thing,” You tapped on the ring, earning a low moan from him, “is preventing you from actually cumming. What do you think?” You said with lidded eyes, still pleasuring yourself under the shirt. “I- I can’t do it. Please, please let me cum, I’ll do anything, I swear.” 

Who knew it would be this easy to get what you want? Well, one thing was for sure, you were not complaining. “Anything, you say? Alright baby boy, I hope you behave yourself well.” And with that, you turned the vibrations on the lowest setting, hoping he would last as long as possible. You moved up until you were sitting on his chest, looking down at him. “Ready? Do a good job and maybe I’ll let you cum.” Without giving him a chance to respond, you positioned yourself so that your core was right above his face.

Without hesitation, Chanyeol began working like his life depended on it. You grabbed the headboard to steady yourself everytime his moans sent vibrations through your core. You grabbed his hair, pulling it slightly as you guided him, earning a grunt from him. When you felt yourself coming close, you pushed his head away, going back to sit on his thighs, watching him lick his lips, tasting you on his tongue. 

He didn’t notice your absence until you grabbed his neglected member with the vibrations still on and positioned yourself above him. You aligned yourself with his member and sat down, getting used to the feeling. You started going up and down, creating your own pace. In the haze of chasing your own high, you closed your eyes, enjoying the feeling. The only sounds in the room were Chanyeol’s whimpers and your heavy breathing. With a head thrown back, you came on Chanyeol’s member, moaning his name and riding out your high. 

What woke you up from your dazed state was a sniffle coming from your boyfriend. You took off his blindfold to see that his eyes were red and puffy, tears streaming down his cheeks. You slid off him and cupped his cheek, looking him into his eyes. “What’s wrong, baby boy?” You asked tenderly, hoping to ease the boy a little. He looked at you, his eyes pleading. But before he could say anything, another dry orgasm shook through his body, making him let out a loud cry, his chest heaving. Breathing shakily, he opened his eyes again, fresh tears streaming down his face. “I can’t handle any more fake orgasms, (Y/N). Please..” He couldn’t finish the sentence because of his loud gasp as he was nearing another orgasm, looking like a tired and worn out mess.

Your heart instantly softened as you looked at him, a whimpering shaking mess with big puppy eyes. You smiled at him, petting his hair with one hand as you turned off the vibrations with the other. Instantly, he closed his eyes, steadying his breaths, finally having time to relax. Deciding to end his suffering, you reached behind you once more, grabbing his hurting member in your hand as he let out a sniffle again. You wiped his tears, kissing his forehead. “Let me help you, honey. You did very good and deserve a reward.” With that, you took off the ring and started to quickly pump his cock, helping him reach the orgasm he was chasing the whole night. When he finally came, he wailed as the orgasm took control of his body, shaking throughout. You looked at his form, fucked inside and out, some of his cum even on his face. 

You rubbed his arm as he looked at you with teary eyes. “You did such a good job today, honey. I’m very proud of you.” You said, kissing his cheek. “Thank you.” He whispered quietly, exhausted. You quickly went to the bathroom for a towel and cleaned you both, all the while looking at him, smiling softly. You cupped his cheek with your right hand, brushing your thumb against it. “I love you.” He said, looking into your eyes. “I love you too.”

And with that, Chanyeol fell asleep and you soon followed. 

The next day, you woke up to find Chanyeol already awake in the kitchen, making breakfast. “Good morning Channy.” You greeted him, slowly walking towards him. When he turned around to face you, you swore you could see him glowing. “Good morning to you too baby.” You sat at the table, waiting for Chanyeol to finish making the food. You sat in silence, but you both knew what the other was thinking about. You decided to break the silence and ask him. “So.. how did you like last night?” You looked at him and he grinned widely. “I loved it. We should do it more often for sure. If you want, that is.” You felt your heart jump with excitement. “I would love to.”

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Hi! So this is the first smut I’ve ever written, hope you liked it! I definitely want to make more, so if you have any suggestions, you can always request something! Also, if you want, I would greatly appreciate any form of support from all of you (likes, reblogs, follows, asks, you name it) ♥ This is all for now, goodbye!

Also yes, I might have something for submissive!chanyeol lol. You never know, maybe I’ll do other members in the future ;)

• Chanyeol x Reader x Sehun
• Angst - Mafia
• Word Count: 1716

Description: Sehun reveals part of his plan to keep you around, but Chanyeol has other ideas.

A/N: Part 8 was kind of just a filler so, part 9 has a lot more important info and exciting things. I’m trying to update so I don’t fall behind. Enjoy^^

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Chanyeol remained still, his eyes never leaving Sehun’s. He grabbed your hand and pulled you along with him. You didn’t understand why you couldn’t just run, why couldn’t you just leave Sehun standing there. You instantly started thinking this was another trap and your heart started racing, you wanted to pull your hand out of Chanyeol’s and just run until you couldn’t anymore.

Sehun sat in a chair, his legs crossed as if this were a business meeting still holding the ice to his head. He motioned for the both of you to sit on the sofa. Chanyeol stood still, you directly behind him. Sehun sighed with impatience.

“Well, you’ve both always been extremely stubborn so. I guess I’ll start.” he cleared his throat, tossing the ice filled towel onto the table. “Let me start this off by saying, you can’t leave. I mean physically, you can’t leave.” Sehun straightened his suit before pulling papers out of his jacket. “I made a contract with your folks a long time ago. You parents traded you for a lifetime of luxury.” he made a face you weren’t familiar with, remorse? “Our parents were good friends when we were younger, a past you’ve forgotten with a nasty accident.” you shifted from behind Chanyeol, getting a better look at Sehun.

“My parents? An accident?” you had endless questions, but didn’t know where to start or if what he was saying was even true. Sehun nodded seeming amused with himself. Chanyeol tightened his grip on your hand and you couldn’t be more thankful. You left your thoughts to return to reality. “What is this ‘contract’ exactly?” your voice came out harsh and cold.

“I thought you would never ask.” Sehun smiled to himself, pushing the papers across the table. You hesitated before letting go of Chanyeol’s hand, sitting on the couch. You lifted the papers, but even skimming through it all you could see is a bunch of legal words.

“Do I need to get a lawyer to translate this or are you going to spit it out?” you snarled, patience running thin. His smile grew, clearly enjoying the game that you played right into.

“It basically means that you will become my bride, you will always be by my side unless I say otherwise. In return your mother and father receive a monthly amount that is more than generous to live out their lives. They have inserted their own conditions of making sure that you never contact them, something about guilt.” he waved his hand through the air uncaringly, dismissing their reasonings. You continued to look at the papers in your hands as if looking through them, you squeezed them so hard they started to rip. “You can keep that copy, I have several.” he joked, standing from the chair to move closer. Chanyeol was instantly at your side keep Sehun at bay.

“So you took it into your hands to make her a prisoner?” Chanyeol spat at Sehun. “How noble of you.” Chanyeol balled his fists, desperately wanting to throw a few punches. You lightly brushed Chanyeol’s arm and saw his shoulders relax.

“What do I have to do to void this?” you asked, your voice low. You were afraid you were about to break at any moment. Your world was on the verge of crashing. Sehun picked stray hairs from his jacket tossing them to the floor.

“I don’t want to void it. I made sure that there are absolutely no loopholes. Impeccably impenetrable.” you swear he’d give himself a pat on the back in that moment if it didn’t make him look utterly ridiculous. “I’ve always wanted to be with you, you’d never give me the time of day. You were always in a different world, helping others, making sure everyone was part of something. You were my world. You ARE my world. Your parents provided a situation that benefited me and I took hold over it.”

“Enough of this. We’re leaving.” Chanyeol grabbed your arm pulling you up, dragging you towards the door. “You’ll have to find us first.” he swung open the door.

“There are no limits to my power.” Sehun stood in his same spot, not bothered by the fact that his possession was about to make a run for it. He placed his hands in his pockets. “See you soon, love.” the wicked grin on his face forever imprinted in your mind.

Chanyeol yanked you into a car that you assumed he drove here, you still didn’t know why he was there in the first place. Once he got in on the drivers side he slammed his fists into the steering wheel. “Shit!” you winced at the sudden outburst.

“Chanyeol…” you started to say, but you had no idea what to say at that point. What more is there?

“I have homes all over the place. I used them for work, completely off the grid. We can move between those for now.” his words were rushed, he started to drive. You could see his full concentration on what to do next.

“He will find us, Chanyeol. Just live your life as you have been, it will be better this way for the both of us…” you choked on your words, knowing each one was a lie.

“I can’t. I don’t want to.” he took a deep breath. “No one deserves to live like that. You are not someone’s property. You’re a human being!” he yelled, his rage turning into sadness. Your heart caved in on itself, you couldn’t remember the last time someone was on your side, the last time someone fought for you. You didn’t realize you still had the contract in your hand, crumpled up papers that were nothing but a reminder of where your prison was and who your Warden is. You decided to fold up the contract to read it word by word later, hoping to find something, anything to benefit you.

You both sat in silence for a long while, you weren’t sure where he was driving to but you trusted him. Chanyeol laced his fingers with yours, kissing the back of your hand, ignoring the dried blood. “You’re a mess.” he laughed lightly, afraid to break the silence. “In a few more hours we will be somewhere safe to get you cleaned up.” he smiled, kissing the back of your hand again. You felt the butterflies in your stomach and in that moment you realized that you’d do anything to keep Chanyeol safe.

Chanyeol drove until you reached a small little house in what seemed to be the middle of nowhere. Both of you got out of the car walking up to the front door. Chanyeol knocked twice, rang the doorbell then knocked once more. A smaller man answered the door, his hair jet black and a stare that could kill.

“You’re early.” he said lazily, opening the door wider to get a better look at us.

“You know my driving.” Chanyeol replied, nudging the other man. “This is Kyungsoo, he’s a…”

“Coworker.” Kyungsoo replied. “A normal, everyday coworker.” he moved aside letting Chanyeol and yourself walk in. “Bedroom is upstairs, it has its own bathroom. The clothes you requested are also up there.”

“Thanks man. I always knew I could count on you.” Chanyeol slapped his hand on Kyungsoo’s shoulder. If looks could kill, Kyungsoo would have killed Chanyeol ten times over. You followed Chanyeol up the stairs into the bedroom. Everything was in pristine condition, not a single thread was out of place. Even the clothes he brought for Chanyeol and you were folded extra neatly. “He’s a bit of a neat freak, you won’t get used to it. Ever.” he laughed. “You can shower first.” he handed you a towel. You grabbed onto it and he pulled you into him. “Or maybe we should save water and shower together?” your face turned red, not quite expecting something like that from Chanyeol. “I’m just kidding.” he burst out laughing, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Animal.” you joked back, whipping him with the towel. His laugh grew louder as he made his way out of the bathroom. You took your time in the shower, making sure you thoroughly cleaned your wounds, no matter how minor you couldn’t risk any infections. A hospital was not an option at this point.

You walked out of the bathroom in your towel looking for night clothes that were ever so neatly placed on a dresser. You hadn’t realized how long you spent in there until you saw Chanyeol passed out half naked in bed already. You smiled to yourself, admiring his toned back, the endless scars that trailed his body. You’d hope that one day he told you the stories, but there was a time an place for everything and this was neither. You dressed yourself in the nightgown that fell to your mid thigh and crawled in bed. You couldn’t help to trace the scars with your fingers, gently kissing each one as if it would somehow heal them.

Chanyeol turned over, groaning as he scooped you into his chest. “Mmmm, so clean.” he kissed the top of your head, tracing circles on your lower back. You felt his breath on your face and wanted nothing more than to give into every temptation that screamed at you. You gently kissed his lips, sliding your tongue along his bottom lip. He cupped your face, returning the affection, his lips moving more roughly. His hand snaked to the back of your neck, deepening the kiss. His other hand trailed down your side, his thumb trailing down your breast and stomach, gripping your hip. You let out a small noise, wanting more, wanting all of him, but you knew better.

“I don’t think Kyungsoo would approve of us messing up his beautiful sheets.” you teased, placing your hand on his chest. Chanyeol sighed.

“He always does ruin everything.” he joked. “But he’s a really good friend so I guess we will play by his rules tonight.” he let out a dramatic sigh to emphasize his internal struggle. You laughed, kissing him one last time on the lips before resting your head on his chest.

“Don’t ever leave me.” you whispered into his chest, breathing in his scent.

“Never.” he whispered back.