exo drabble; baekyeol
Pairing: BaekYeol
Word Count: 1,099
Summary: Baekhyun wants Chanyeol to wear something pretty for him~
Rating: NC-17 (for smut and cross dressing)
(a/n: the prompt for this one was "zip me" and this idea nagged at me for about two days, before i finally started writing it. i almost gave up on it, because this is something i've never done before, but i think it came out okay lmfao ~3~ also, no caps again, because i wrote this on my kindle... apparently, i can only write dirty things in bed... hmm.)
"will you zip me up?" chanyeol asked, turning his back towards baekhyun, a blush already starting to cover his face. he could barely hide his embarrassment or his boner.
"of course~" baekhyun chirped happily. he pulled the zipper up roughly, the sound and action causing chanyeol to jump. "don't be scared, i won't hurt you," the older male reassured his frightened dongsaeng.
chanyeol gave a typical goofy smile, one that didn't seem to quite belong in the moment they were having. "oh, i know you would never that, hyung. d-do i look okay?" he asked, feeling nervous.
a small, almost devious smile crept across baekhyun's lips, "turn around, let me see." he drew a circle in the air with his index finger, in case chanyeol couldn't understand the simple request. "oh, and call me oppa~"
giggles erupted from the deep-voiced giant, making baekhyun wonder why he even bothered with him sometimes (because chanyeol was willing). slowly, as so he could be properly appraised, chanyeol gave a 180 degree turn, and was now facing the older singer. he started pulling on the hem of the red plaid skirt anxiously, "oppa~~ don't you think this is a little short? you can almost see my butt... can we kiss and stuff soon? these panties don't feel good on my thing."
the rapper's pure innocence was a turn-on for baekhyun, he just wanted to rip it to shreds. he sat on the bed, snapping his fingers at chanyeol, commanding him to come closer. "yes, we'll get started soon, but i want to look at you a bit first."
like the good listener he was, chanyeol stood directly in front of baekhyun. a hunger the rapper had never seen before glazed over baekhyun's eyes. it scared him, but not as much as it turned him on. he let out a small moan, as the singer ran his immaculate hands up chanyeol's mile long legs. for a brief moment, he played with the thigh highs that he had required chanyeol to wear. elsewhere, his penis throbbed, begging to come out and be used. clothes started to fit uncomfortably for both parties and were itching to be torn off. but baekhyun wanted to savor this as much as possible.
up the skirt, his hands traveled and underneath the pink, silk panties, grabbing tightly on to chanyeol's ass, leaving bright red marks and fingernail imprints. a small hiss escaped his lips. spreading his cheeks a little, they both shuddered as baekhyun ran little circles around chanyeol's hole, with one slender finger. he kept this up and started leaving rushed, sloppy kisses on chanyeol's bare stomach. chanyeol was the one who suggested wearing a white button up shirt, with the ends tied in a knot. it was definitely one of his finer ideas. o-oppa, please, he begged, which made baekhyun chuckle quietly. the air in between them felt thick, making it hard to breathe.
baekhyun removed his shirt and chanyeol started wiggling in anticipation. he helped the older male remove his jeans and boxers, leaving him completely naked, much like he wanted to be. his skin was glistening with sweat and it made chanyeol fall for him all over again. baekhyun pat his lap, telling chanyeol to sit on top of him, which he eagerly obliged. burying his face in his lover's soft hair, he whispered, lust straining his voice, "i love you, oppa."
"i love you too, chanyeol." slowly, as if not to break anything, baekhyun undid the knot in chanyeol's shirt, unveiling his smooth chest and hard nipples, that the singer couldn't help but lean in and take a nibble on. what seemed like never-ending moans rushed out of chanyeol's mouth. he dragged his nails down baekhyun's back, whispering please please please, as he left rows of tiny, wet kisses on his neck.
deciding to listen to his boyfriend, baekhyun pulled the skirt up to chanyeol's waist and palmed his cock aggressively. his touch felt so amazing, even through tight, pre-cum soaked underwear, it was beginning to be tough for chanyeol to hold his orgasm in any longer. as if listening to his thoughts, baekhyun eased chanyeol's panties down, just enough to uncover the prize inside. chanyeol let out a loud gasp, he was freed, at last.
baekhyun, a person who never went into things without a plan, grabbed the bottle of lube that was sitting next to him. chanyeol's dick twitched excitedly, as he watched him pop open the lid and pour the sticky substance generously on both of their members. without a hitch, baekhyun held both their cocks together with one hand and started pumping. chanyeol bucked his hips in time to baekhyun's movements and whimpered into his shoulder, biting it hard enough to leave a mark.
an all too familiar feeling started to rise up in the rapper. "i-i'm so so close," he barely managed to let out, because of all the moaning he was doing.
"do it, come for me, i want you to." baekhyun started pumping harder, confirming what he'd just said.
as if on command, chanyeol started bucking his hips harder, gasping for air, as his orgasm rose through him. he clutched baekhyun's shoulders tightly, as white, hot come spilled out of him, covering both their stomachs and baekhyun's hands.
this almost sent baekhyun over the edge. "let me get on top of you," he hissed and chanyeol, still recovering from what had just happened, crawled off baekhyun's lap, lying down on the bed, allowing him to sit on his chest.
baekhyun kept pumping his fist and riding to the rhythm. chanyeol offered assistance, in the form of lapping at his leaking slit. having chanyeol's warm tongue touch the tip of his cock was too much and without warning, his orgasm hit him, like a ton of bricks. he yelled chanyeol's name, as a stream of come burst through, landing on chanyeol's chest, tongue and face.
the younger male grinned, despite having come all over his face. "that was fun, hyung, i liked it."
this made baekhyun laugh and he flopped on the bed, next to chanyeol, wiping at his face with the rapper's shirt. he whispered a quick apology and an i love you, in hopes to lighten the embarrassing situation. but of course, as per usual, chanyeol wasn't angry at all, he had had fun and that was all he cared about.
soon after, chanyeol buried his face in baekhyun's neck and quietly fell asleep. baekhyun absentmindedly played with his hair and realized, for maybe the millionth time, why he bothered with park chanyeol in the first place.
Word Count: 1,099
Summary: Baekhyun wants Chanyeol to wear something pretty for him~
Rating: NC-17 (for smut and cross dressing)
(a/n: the prompt for this one was "zip me" and this idea nagged at me for about two days, before i finally started writing it. i almost gave up on it, because this is something i've never done before, but i think it came out okay lmfao ~3~ also, no caps again, because i wrote this on my kindle... apparently, i can only write dirty things in bed... hmm.)
"will you zip me up?" chanyeol asked, turning his back towards baekhyun, a blush already starting to cover his face. he could barely hide his embarrassment or his boner.
"of course~" baekhyun chirped happily. he pulled the zipper up roughly, the sound and action causing chanyeol to jump. "don't be scared, i won't hurt you," the older male reassured his frightened dongsaeng.
chanyeol gave a typical goofy smile, one that didn't seem to quite belong in the moment they were having. "oh, i know you would never that, hyung. d-do i look okay?" he asked, feeling nervous.
a small, almost devious smile crept across baekhyun's lips, "turn around, let me see." he drew a circle in the air with his index finger, in case chanyeol couldn't understand the simple request. "oh, and call me oppa~"
giggles erupted from the deep-voiced giant, making baekhyun wonder why he even bothered with him sometimes (because chanyeol was willing). slowly, as so he could be properly appraised, chanyeol gave a 180 degree turn, and was now facing the older singer. he started pulling on the hem of the red plaid skirt anxiously, "oppa~~ don't you think this is a little short? you can almost see my butt... can we kiss and stuff soon? these panties don't feel good on my thing."
the rapper's pure innocence was a turn-on for baekhyun, he just wanted to rip it to shreds. he sat on the bed, snapping his fingers at chanyeol, commanding him to come closer. "yes, we'll get started soon, but i want to look at you a bit first."
like the good listener he was, chanyeol stood directly in front of baekhyun. a hunger the rapper had never seen before glazed over baekhyun's eyes. it scared him, but not as much as it turned him on. he let out a small moan, as the singer ran his immaculate hands up chanyeol's mile long legs. for a brief moment, he played with the thigh highs that he had required chanyeol to wear. elsewhere, his penis throbbed, begging to come out and be used. clothes started to fit uncomfortably for both parties and were itching to be torn off. but baekhyun wanted to savor this as much as possible.
up the skirt, his hands traveled and underneath the pink, silk panties, grabbing tightly on to chanyeol's ass, leaving bright red marks and fingernail imprints. a small hiss escaped his lips. spreading his cheeks a little, they both shuddered as baekhyun ran little circles around chanyeol's hole, with one slender finger. he kept this up and started leaving rushed, sloppy kisses on chanyeol's bare stomach. chanyeol was the one who suggested wearing a white button up shirt, with the ends tied in a knot. it was definitely one of his finer ideas. o-oppa, please, he begged, which made baekhyun chuckle quietly. the air in between them felt thick, making it hard to breathe.
baekhyun removed his shirt and chanyeol started wiggling in anticipation. he helped the older male remove his jeans and boxers, leaving him completely naked, much like he wanted to be. his skin was glistening with sweat and it made chanyeol fall for him all over again. baekhyun pat his lap, telling chanyeol to sit on top of him, which he eagerly obliged. burying his face in his lover's soft hair, he whispered, lust straining his voice, "i love you, oppa."
"i love you too, chanyeol." slowly, as if not to break anything, baekhyun undid the knot in chanyeol's shirt, unveiling his smooth chest and hard nipples, that the singer couldn't help but lean in and take a nibble on. what seemed like never-ending moans rushed out of chanyeol's mouth. he dragged his nails down baekhyun's back, whispering please please please, as he left rows of tiny, wet kisses on his neck.
deciding to listen to his boyfriend, baekhyun pulled the skirt up to chanyeol's waist and palmed his cock aggressively. his touch felt so amazing, even through tight, pre-cum soaked underwear, it was beginning to be tough for chanyeol to hold his orgasm in any longer. as if listening to his thoughts, baekhyun eased chanyeol's panties down, just enough to uncover the prize inside. chanyeol let out a loud gasp, he was freed, at last.
baekhyun, a person who never went into things without a plan, grabbed the bottle of lube that was sitting next to him. chanyeol's dick twitched excitedly, as he watched him pop open the lid and pour the sticky substance generously on both of their members. without a hitch, baekhyun held both their cocks together with one hand and started pumping. chanyeol bucked his hips in time to baekhyun's movements and whimpered into his shoulder, biting it hard enough to leave a mark.
an all too familiar feeling started to rise up in the rapper. "i-i'm so so close," he barely managed to let out, because of all the moaning he was doing.
"do it, come for me, i want you to." baekhyun started pumping harder, confirming what he'd just said.
as if on command, chanyeol started bucking his hips harder, gasping for air, as his orgasm rose through him. he clutched baekhyun's shoulders tightly, as white, hot come spilled out of him, covering both their stomachs and baekhyun's hands.
this almost sent baekhyun over the edge. "let me get on top of you," he hissed and chanyeol, still recovering from what had just happened, crawled off baekhyun's lap, lying down on the bed, allowing him to sit on his chest.
baekhyun kept pumping his fist and riding to the rhythm. chanyeol offered assistance, in the form of lapping at his leaking slit. having chanyeol's warm tongue touch the tip of his cock was too much and without warning, his orgasm hit him, like a ton of bricks. he yelled chanyeol's name, as a stream of come burst through, landing on chanyeol's chest, tongue and face.
the younger male grinned, despite having come all over his face. "that was fun, hyung, i liked it."
this made baekhyun laugh and he flopped on the bed, next to chanyeol, wiping at his face with the rapper's shirt. he whispered a quick apology and an i love you, in hopes to lighten the embarrassing situation. but of course, as per usual, chanyeol wasn't angry at all, he had had fun and that was all he cared about.
soon after, chanyeol buried his face in baekhyun's neck and quietly fell asleep. baekhyun absentmindedly played with his hair and realized, for maybe the millionth time, why he bothered with park chanyeol in the first place.