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.

Only Forever 003

Originally posted by hyunniebaeked

How long could you wait for the love of your life to decide you are his as well? How many times could you witness all his best moments of winning over agencies and the amount of clothes left overnight from his daily one night stands?

Main Masterlist|Bookclub zone|Chapter 3✓

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pairing —Baekhyun x You

word count—1.8k

genre — model! baekhyun, playboy! baekhyun, friends to lovers! romance, angst, fluff, smut (eventually)

[This chapter contains:fluff, anddd “chemistry.”]

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Chapter 3

Let’s just go with the connection, give me your affection

“Go out with me.”

Okay—that’s not what you expected to hear from your best friend at 4 in the morning. It hasn’t even been 24 hours since you’ve last seen each other. Couldn’t he have asked you this last night when he dropped you off at your apartment? “What?” your voice comes out rough. You blow away an annoying strand of hair, noticing its messy state spread across your satin pillows. Your sleeping cap must have fallen off in your sleep… Why did he wake you up again?

“Go out with me today,” Baekhyun repeats with an annoying, (yet endearing,) whiny edge to his voice. He sounds too perky to be awake at this hour. What the hell? “Please? I need you.”

“Whoa whoa whoa,” you slowly sit up with your phone pressed to your ear, running a hand through your tangled hair. “Back up. What’s up? What’s going on?”

“I have a photoshoot today,” he shares casually. As if that explains everything. “I need you to accompany me.”

“And why do I have to be there?” you ask dryly, completely unamused. You had plans to clean your dusty apartment, restock your fridge, and go look for a part-time job to help you through your last year of college today. Yet here you are, rudely awakened by your best friend who came in like a wrecking ball like the fluffy-haired idiot he is.

Baekhyun immediately picks up on your tone. He huffs over the phone and you just knowhe’s sporting a pout on his unfairly handsome face right now.

—Handsome?Did you just call him handsome after he woke you up at this ungodly hour?! You fall back into your satin pillows and throw an arm over your face, cursing the humidity of the stuffy room. It’s already hot as hell and the sun won’t be up for another hour. You don’t know who you want to smack more: Baekhyun or yourself. Now the raven has resorted to muttering incoherently under his breath.

“No reason,” he mumbles petulantly.

Oh? Really now? You roll your eyes. “Baekhyun.”

“Nope.”

Oh, he’s not an idiot; he’s a damn menace. “Baek-”

“None at all.”

“Okay then,” you chirp with finality, pulling the phone away from your ear. “Goodnight-”

“Wait, wait!” he yells distantly over the line, “…this is embarrassing.”

You slap your forehead in exaggeration. Spit it out, man!!!

“You know the new makeup artist assistant that I told you about…?” he mumbles lowly.

“Yes…?”

“Yeah well,” Baekhyun clears his throat. “We hooked up a week before our vacation. I keep trying to drop hints that we will never be more than a one-time thing, but she keeps acting like she’s in love with me!”

His words make you freeze. Ah yes, your vacation is over. Your peace of mind is ruined. Your favorite illusion of having Baekhyun all to yourself is done for. Now you’re back in the real world, with real problems—

“She’s dumber than a doorknob,” he mutters darkly.

In the form of a puppy-eyed casanova.

You take a deep breath, lean your head back, and pinch the bridge of your nose. This fucking playboy, what the hell are you going to do with this man? You’re seconds away from just hanging up on him and he’s stillmuttering to himself.

“Women, I swear,” he grumbles, scoffing in disbelief. “Let them suck youoff once and suddenly-”

“OKAY,” you yell into the phone, slapping a hand on your forehead again. “I get it. Spare me the details PLEASE.” Your voice cracks under the weight of your shrill pleads. The last thing you want and the last thing you needto hear is the details of his sexcapades. It’s way too early in the morning for this shit. “I’ll be there, but-” an explicit threat rings loudly in your lowered tone. “If she jumps me, Baekhyun, I’m suing the shit out of both of you.”

“Okay~” he breezily agrees, sounding more cheerful than ever. “Thank you~~~ I love you.”

“You better,” you grumble, hanging up with a roll of your eyes and a smile on your lips.

♡—♡-♡—♡—♡-♡—♡

You sigh for what feels like the hundredth time this morning, hoisting your bag further up your shoulder and hurrying down the street. Times like this you wish you had your own car. You had planned to look up a few car dealerships today as well, but now you’ve hopped off the third bus of the day to reach the busiest side of town and Baekhyun has sent at least 20 texts in the past 5 minutes alone. You swear when you find him you’re gonna chew his ass out.

After 10 minutes of walking around in circles, you finally find the designated building you are looking for. A little brick structure tucked away from the floor-to-ceiling businesses lining the main road. If only the raven had mentioned that along with the address he sent you earlier. “Would have been helpful,” you mutter over the edge of your coffee cup, watching countless people walk back and forth from the front entrance to the parking lot.

Sighing with a roll of your eyes, you take off your blazer and throw it over your shoulder, holding it between your fingers. Of all the days to be out and about all the way across town, Baekhyun just hadto pick the hottest day of the month. Then again, he’s been indoors and avoiding this smothering summer heat for who knows how long.

You quickly chug the rest of your coffee, tossing it into a trashcan tucked away in a nearby alley. When you reach the front of the building, you show your ID to the security guards before they let you in. The second you slip into the air-conditioned place, an all-too-familiar voice calls your name. You turn your head, a complaint resting on the tip of your tongue until your wide eyes fall on him.

Baekhyun smirks at you from across the room, sitting back in his chair with his legs crossed and chin propped up on his laced fingers. You hate how easily he can silence your protests with a single smokey gaze. The eyeliner around his brown eyes doesn’t help you in the slightest. It only sharpens his mischievous stare and the questioning quirk of his brow.

You jolt out of your intense eye contact when someone brushes past you, a handful of wire hangers digging painfully into your back. A hiss escapes your tightly sealed lips as you rub the throbbing area, snapping your narrowed eyes back to your laughing best friend. Jerk. Your lips twitch when you march your way over to him, the clicks of your shoes echoing across the quiet room.

“Enjoying yourself?” you raise a brow, crossing your arms.

“Now that my dove is here,” he cheekily grins, wrapping his arms around your waist. He looks you over curiously, his brown eyes sparkling with wonder. “Why are you-”

“Dressed like this?” You finish, relaxing in his embrace. “I have a job interview this afternoon.”

Baekhyun frowns, idly curling a lock of your hair around his finger. “Today?”

“Today,” you nod, confused by his behavior. He’s pretty touchy in this room full of strangers—in the middle of a photoshoot nonetheless. “So you better finish up soon…” your eyes widen when he leans forward and rests his forehead on yours.

“Don’t worry,” he murmurs, caressing your cheek. His brown eyes flicker over to something behind you. “It will all be over soon.”

“Excuse me!” a shrill voice exclaims in your ear.

You flinch back, turning to face them with a glare.

The woman glares right back at you, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. “Mr. Byun will be called on set in 5 minutes and we don’t have any more chairs,” she says snobbishly, raising her chin. The longer she talks in her annoying voice, you remember exactly why Baekhyun called you here. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to-”

“Ah, that’s no problem!” Baekhyun interjects cheerfully. Too cheerful. In fact, that’s the only warning you get before he’s pulling you onto his lap. Surrounding you with his alluring vanilla and citrus scent.

You gasp, instinctively resting your hands on his chest. Thankfully your knee-length pencil skirt is form-fitting, hiding your modesty from the room full of curious eyes. However the downside of it is your inability to move freely while your legs are draped over Baekhyun’s right thigh.

“My darling can sit right here,” he smiles charmingly, tucking his hand under your chin and urging you to face him. “Right, baby?”

Oh. Your eyes and mouth twitch. He is so going to get an earful of complaints later for this. If you weren’t so busy trying to ignore how firm his chest is, you’d snap at him with a witty comeback.

The assistant abruptly snaps her head around and stomps away with a hateful scowl and burning cheeks.

You cut your narrowed eyes back over to the cheeky raven grinning beside you. “You owe me.”

“I do,” he agrees, wrapping his arms securely around you.

“I’m serious,” you mutter between gritted teeth, fixing the collar of his red and white striped shirt.

Baekhyun tilts his head, a gentle smile tugging at his lips. “I know, dove.” The warmth in his brown eyes pulls you in like a moth to a flame. A deer caught in the line of headlights. “Anything you want,” he murmurs, cupping your cheek. “It’s all yours.”

“I’ll hold you to that,” you mutter softly, clearing your throat and looking away. Anywhere that isn’t those sparkly brown eyes trying to break your resolve and the assistant burning her stare into the side of your face. You swear when you get out of here there will be hell to pay.

“When haven’t I fulfilled a promise?” he asks humoredly.

A grin instantly forms on your face. “Junior year,” you mention happily at a louder volume, feeling his arms tense around you. “When you-”

“Oops, time to go hahaha,” he laughs awkwardly, lifting you up bridal style so he can stand. He gently sets you down on your feet and rubs the back of his neck. “Duty calls,” he murmurs with a sheepish smile, the tips of his ears turning red.

You muffle your laugh when he trips over his feet on his way to the other side of the room, hiding your smile behding your hand when he looks back to glare playfully at you. You rest your chin on your palm while watching him pose in front of the flashing cameras. He’s such a natural. It’s rare that you get to see him like this. In his element. Posing in various black and white outfits. He’s not a world-wide known model for just any reason.

Baekhyun tilts his head slowly and looks down with a shy smile hours later. “Isn’t this too sexy?” he asks the directors, bashful over his exposed collarbones and chest on display. The scarf around his neck sways softly when he laughs at the giggling staff and looks over at you.

A smile curls at your lips. You don’t mind the view. You wish you could stay like this forever. Just him and you.

Part 1|Part 2|Part 3✓ | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 |

A/N:This Baekhyun is cheeky as always (>.<) Thank you for reading!

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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Prologue|Chapter 1

Oh Sehun x reader

Summary: You woke up in darkness, confused about where were you and what happened. But you already knew all that you needed to know. You were an incubus searching for your first victim. That victim happened to be a brat called Oh Sehun.

Your p.o.v.

I opened my eyes only to be blinded by the bright sun above me, making me shut them again, staying blind for just a little longer. Did I really make it? I wasn’t sure until I heard a sharp male voice.

“The fuck are you doing? Get off me, asshole.”


That’s when I realized the warmness under me struggling to get up was a person. I looked down to see a boy, eyebrows scrunched together and breathing heavy from trying to get off the ground. The look he was giving me was probably supposed to be angry and intimidating, but it looked funnier than anything. I didn’t realize I was staring at him until he managed to push me off him and curse at me some more.

“Can I have at least one peaceful day without dumbasses like you ruining it?” His whining felt like a thousand shards piercing through my head and if I didn’t shut him up right now, my brain was going to explode.

“Can you shut up already? It was a goddamn accident, it’s not like I want to run into little brats like you or anything! How old are you? Five? I haven’t seen anyone after that age throw a fit like you’re doing right now!” Well, it’s not like I’ve seen anyone throw a fit in my life, but it’s not like he needs to know.

I’m not sure how I know what throwing a fit even looks like, to be honest. It feels like I was born with all the knowledge I need to live a human life, but that’s about it. How am I supposed to lead a normal life anyway? People have families, homes, go to school and much more and I don’t have anything. How am I supposed to make someone love me if I’m not even close to being a normal human?

That’s when I realized what I did just now. “Fuck,” I said out loud, hoping it would relieve my panic just a little bit. It didn’t, though, and I started panicking even more. “What? Are you finally going to apologize?” The sentence would make me mad if it wasn’t for the storm inside my head. I am now stuck in this world with this manchild. This kid is my only hope of becoming human. Inside, I was screaming, hating my life already, but I managed to compose myself, deciding that it’s best to get out as much of this situation as possible and panic later.

“What’s your name?” I said, ignoring whatever he said before. “What? That has nothing to do with what I was just saying! What’s my name to you anyway?” I was slowly but surely getting annoyed. “Just tell me your name, will you?” This isn’t going too well. “Fine… But only if you tell me yours as well!” Knowing I won’t be able to convince him, I agreed. “Ok,” I said, but then a realization hit me. What’s my name? Do I even have one? Shit. “..It’s Oh Sehun, you happy now?” Yes, yes I am happy. Let’s just hope you’re really famous or something so I can search you up as quickly as possible after I’m done here. “So? What’s your name then?” Oh, right, I’m still talking to him. “(F/N) (L/N),” I said the first name I could come up with. Guess that’s going to be my name from now on.

“Ok….Cool. I guess I’ll get going now, so… bye.” I heard Sehun say before he walked away. I used his disappearance to take a good look around me for the first time. Whatever this city was, it was huge. Without even thinking, I ran after Sehun and grabbed his shoulder to stop him. He turned around, looking a little surprised to see me again. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could make another annoying remark, I interrupted him. “Hey, do you know where I can find the nearest library? I’m still new here, so I still don’t know where is what.” I asked, hoping the library will have computers there so I can look Sehun up.

Sehun stood in place, looking at me with an expression I couldn’t quite understand. He suddenly chuckled, startling me a little bit. “I know it’s hard to take your eyes off me, but did you try looking around where you are?” He said teasingly, visibly amused. “Guess it was just too hard for me to believe someone can be so ugly I had to look twice,” I said grinning as he shot me an annoyed look. Thinking that I won this one, I listened to him and looked around. There it was. In front of me stood a big library. I facepalmed, feeling really embarrassed now. “Shit. Well, bye, I guess.” I said as I hurried to the door to the library, trying to escape the situation.

When I reached the library I saw him again, this time in the reflection of the glass door. I turned around to look at him. “What? Surprised to see a student going to the library? At least you won’t get lost again if I go with you.” He said with a sarcastic smile on his face. All I could say to that was a quiet ‘shut up’ before opening the door and going inside, hearing him chuckle behind me. I decided to just ignore it and went up the stairs to the first floor where the main part of the library was. I made sure not to go into the children’s section so Sehun wouldn’t laugh at me again. After walking around a bit, I found the study room. There were desks with computers separated by short wooden walls. Other than me, there wasn’t anyone in there, so I sat down at the desk in a corner. I don’t know when did I get separated with Sehun, but I didn’t really mind.

Now that I was finally somewhere quiet, I was able to calm down. I looked down at my clothes, knowing that whatever I had would have to do it for a long time. I looked in my back pockets to find a wallet. I opened it up and saw an ID with the name I told Sehun (Guess I didn’t come up with the name myself and it was just another thing I already knew.), some money and lastly, a piece of paper with an address written on it.

After typing the address out in the search bar, a map came up. The place was just a 20-minute walk away, which wasn’t too bad. Let’s just hope that the place will have more information about what I am supposed to be and more things to help me blend in.

Now it was time for me to find out more about Oh Sehun. The problem was that there is definitely not just one Oh Sehun in the world and all I know about him is his name and that he’s a student. I started searching, hoping there won’t be any famous Sehuns to flood the search results. After about 10 minutes of trying to find out at least something about Sehun, the said person walked into the room. I quickly closed the tab, silently cursing at all the progress I lost by doing that. “‘Sup.” Was all he said before placing about 12 books on a desk across mine and sitting down. Ignoring his manners, I felt relief knowing he won’t be able to look at my screen. I managed to load the tabs back again and continued.

It was getting dark as I went through the last page containing the name Oh Sehun. Now I knew that he was a student at a nearby school, his birthplace was Seoul (which I also found out was the huge city we were in right now) and he is studying to become a teacher (quite ironic if you ask me - a kid teaching other kids), which I was able to find out thanks to his whiny posts on Twitter about how hard school is. Does he ever do anything else besides complaining? Well, he’s studying right now, but that’s not because he wants to, so it doesn’t count.

“Can I borrow a pen? And could you give me a paper as well?” I said as I looked above the wooden walls at him. He looked at me with an annoyed face. After seeing I’m still waiting and not backing down, he sighed. “Ugh, fine.” He said as he looked around his desk, grabbed a pen and a paper, stood up from his chair and reached over to give them to me. As I was taking them, I noticed just how much of a mess the desk was, books and papers all over the place. It made me kind of glad I was a demon that doesn’t have to go to school just then. “Thanks,” I said and started writing down the information.

Name: Oh Sehun
Family: ??
Home: Seoul, ??
School: in Seoul, about 5 minutes from here
Hobbies: ??
Likes: ??
Dislikes: ??
Other: - wants to become a teacher, will teach ??
- has Facebook, Twitter and Instagram accounts (make your own to find out more!!)
- ??

The amount of empty space just showed how much work I still have ahead of me. But hey, progress is still progress, right? Since I was done, I folded up the paper and hid it in my wallet under the ID just to be sure no one will see it. When I was ready to go, I went around the desks to Sehun, who was now reading his last book and showed him the address.

“Do you know where this place is by any chance?” I asked him, watching him stare at the address and read it again a couple times. He looked at me for a while. He looked almost.. worried? “Are you sure you have the right address?” He asked softly. I nodded, still not understanding the problem.

“You know that’s the bad side of the city, right? There are factories, a train station and that’s about it..” Come on, seriously? Can things get even more annoying? I wasn’t expecting a mansion, but I still don’t know if incubi can die or not and I’d rather not find out just yet. “Yes, I know. Can you just tell me where it is?” I said, lying. He stared at me for a little while longer before finally giving in.

After getting the directions and making sure I didn’t leave anything, I was about to leave, when Sehun called my name. “(Y/N)?” I stopped, turning around. “Yes?”

“Even though you’re super ugly and no bad guy would dare to approach you.. take care.” He said jokingly with a small smile. It took me by surprise, but I smiled back at him. “Really? Guess I’m still pretty enough for Shrek’s cousin to care about my well-being then?” For a moment, he looked taken aback but then huffed, faking anger and looking away. “Don’t worry though, I will.”

And with that, I left.


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Prologue|Chapter 1 

Oh Sehun x reader

Summary: You woke up in darkness, confused about where were you and what happened. But you already knew all that you needed to know. You were an incubus searching for your first victim. That victim happened to be a brat called Oh Sehun.

Your p.o.v.

As I was surrounded by darkness, all I could feel was cold. I tried to look around me, but then I realized I didn’t have a body. What the actual fuck? I thought to myself as I tried to remember what am I and how did I get here. My mind was completely blank. After what felt like an eternity I heard a voice.

“Welcome to this world. You are probably very confused, so I am sent here to answer all of your questions. What would you like to know first?”

The voice was deep, but it didn’t sound neither male nor female. My head felt like it was going to explode any minute as questions began filling it. Fearing that if I didn’t start talking soon, the voice would disappear, I began asking.

“What am I?” There was a short silence before it responded. “You are what humans call an incubus. You have been created as a replacement for another incubus. All incubi come from the darkness and cold of the void. They stay here, asleep until an incubus dies or changes. Once that happens, you wake up, replacing them.” Well, that didn’t help at all.

“And what exactly is an incubus?” The voice went quiet, as if thinking about the best way to explain the word. “You were once created as a servant for humans, living in their shadow and fearing them as your masters. Following their orders and being mistreated for centuries, you were filled with anger, wanting revenge. Using all the darkness in you, you managed to overpower the humans. Even though you are powerful beings, they still managed to stop you, keeping you trapped here in the void. After years of trying to escape, you succeeded and returned to their world, but at a price. In order to stay alive, you have to feast on their energy in the form of lust and sex. Most of your kind actually like this type of lifestyle, staying hidden in the dark corners of the streets, drowning in the short moments of pleasure. Some of you don’t want to live like that though. They decided to find a way to become a human, freeing them from the curse. And they did. They found out that the one and only way of escaping your fate without dying is through love.”

“Love? Isn’t that basically lust?” “It is not the same. You see, lust is the yearning for sex and for the body. Love is the yearning for understanding, for one’s heart and soul.”

But isn’t that easy? You just have to be kind to people and they will love you, right? “It’s not easy at all actually.” The voice responded as if it were reading my mind. “Love is not earned by kindness. You don’t love someone for the mask they put on. You love someone for their inner self. You love them for their good side, the kind and happy person, but you also love them for their dark, ugly side, the side they so desperately want to hide. Once you accept them both, then you are ready to love them. Now it might seem complicated, but when you will feel love yourself, you will understand.” Well, this just took a turn for the worst. What am I supposed to do? I don’t want to spend the rest of eternity sleeping with nameless strangers just to stay alive, that’s not an option. I might be an incubus, but that doesn’t mean I have to end like the others.

But am I really capable of such a strong feeling? Can I love someone? Can someone love me? I was probably quiet for a long time because the voice spoke up again. “It seems our time is up, young one. Go ahead and enter the human world. But remember, there is one last rule you have to follow. The person that can help you change must be the first one to ever hear your voice. That is because of the past, where incubi were tied to their master by answering their calls, never leaving their side afterward. So I advise you, choose the person you decide to speak to very carefully, they will be your only chance of breaking your curse. Goodbye for now and good luck.”

And just like that, silence surrounded me again. Just then I began to feel warmth entering my body. I saw a tiny white dot in front of me. Is that light in the distance? I started running towards it, hoping I will reach it before it dies and darkness swallows me into the void.

As I was running, I started to feel the wind going through my hair. Just then I realized that the closer I got to the light, the more I could feel my body, my heavy breathing and the fast pace of my heart beating. The light had a shape of a rectangle, getting bigger and bigger. I was so close to it when I saw it starting to fade. Not risking anything, I jumped forward and into the unknown.

I closed my eyes, hoping that I made it. I felt something warm underneath me. It was warm and..moving? I opened my eyes only to be blinded by the bright sun above me, making me shut them again, staying blind for just a little longer. Did I really make it? I wasn’t sure until I heard a sharp male voice.

“The fuck are you doing? Get off me, asshole.”


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• 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.