Napkins (for Onyuuu) - 2/2
part 1
They were back in the car, and Zitao had offered to drive or to at least switch halfway through, but Baekhyun insisted that he'd be fine, and that if anything, maybe Zitao could even do inappropriate things that could make them tick off that last item on the list, but Zitao rejected the idea right off the bat.
All of this didn't exactly help them to get out fast enough from their parking space, but they were relieved that it only took five minutes and not a whole hour, as they had first predicted.
The city streets were narrow - most of them only had two or three lanes, and the trees that lined the wide sidewalks made everything on both sides of the road feel like they were pouring in onto the black asphalt surface. Despite the busy and chaotic surrounding of cars honking madly and bicycles fitting through the space between them, there was a sort of lax feeling, amplified by the waiting aunties and uncles who were selling international calling cards or packets of cigarettes on the side of the streets, and that was probably the part of the reason why Baekhyun and Zitao didn't talk about anything at first. Though they both clearly knew, deep down, that the real reason was that they both felt uneasy about not having settled their 'kissing' business.
And it was practically infuriating, how they could have bloody well kissed and how they couldn't break this silence between them.
"So, how's work?" Baekhyun asked so suddenly that Zitao took a few seconds to come back on earth.
"Same old. How about you?" he responded almost too mechanically.
"Been better," Baekhyun replied with a shake of the head, irritation building up even more as the conversation was evidently heading towards a cul-de-sac. Work was never a great topic, indeed, but Baekhyun had been genuinely interested because it was something they barely mentioned online, so he tried pushing it further.
"So, what do you actually do? As an editor?" Baekhyun asked.
"I just edit things," Zitao answered rather mindlessly.
Baekhyun snorted. "No shit."
Zitao scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah, um. Sorry, I guess I could elaborate."
"Unless you're not comfortable, of course. We never talk about this online..."
"We're usually busy inventing and re-inventing sexual innuendos, indeed," Zitao agreed, and Baekhyun smiled as he drove on.
The streets started widening, and the buildings on both sides started to feel less crammed, and it was a sign that they were slowly moving towards the outskirts of the city.
"Right, so basically, I'm just an assistant to a copy editor. I take what he's revised already, and suggest things, like word choices, or point out repetitive sentence structures, propose new points if I see any that could be relevant, take out the irrelevant tidbits and-"
" - God I want to kiss you so bad," Baekhyun interrupted although his eyes were still on the horizon at the end of the road. Zitao held his breath, wondering if Baekhyun had even heard what he had said at all.
"You weren't listening," Zitao said.
"I was, but it just made me want to kiss you. Have you ever heard your own voice?" Baekhyun asked with a sigh.
Zitao was confused. Had Baekhyun ever heard his own voice?
"My ears are functional last time I checked?"
"Do you sing, Tao?"
"I sing sometimes," Zitao answered.
"Oh, so you do sing?" Baekhyun asked, turning to look at him with eyes that were in the form of hearts or stars, Zitao couldn't decide. "Wait, we've dated for like a year and I didn't know you sing?"
"We never got to it I guess?" Zitao frowned.
"Well, I sing too," Baekhyun said. "Can't believe it. We could have gone to a karaoke bar. Let's put that on the Napkin List."
Zitao was about to take out his napkin when he was abruptly hit by a sense of dilemma: he suddenly felt torn between wanting to listen to Baekhyun singing, wanting to harmonize with his boyfriend, and just not wanting to hear anything about it at all, lest he'd faint from further infatuation with the alpha's beautiful voice.
"I bet you'd fall for me even more once you hear me sing," Baekhyun said.
"Surely not. I bet you're the kind who hogs the mike while singing One Direction songs off-key," Zitao said impishly, opting for nope nope nope not ever going to a karaoke bar with Baekhyun nope nope nope nope.
"You want to bet on that?" Baekhyun wagged his eyebrow, and Zitao shook his head nervously.
"Er, okay, I bet you sing better than I do," Zitao said.
"What's with the sudden change or heart?" Baekhyun cooed.
"To close this topic of conversation."
"Let's put some music - " Baekhyun suggested.
"I don't - " Zitao tried intercepting Baekhyun, but he was too late, and when he attempted turning off the radio when it had been turned on, Baekhyun gripped his wrist tight before he slowly slipped their fingers together and interlaced them again, and Zitao blanked out.
The radio speakers burst with a DJ's voice, thankfully, but the voice slowly turned into the opening of a song, and soon enough, both Baekhyun and Zitao listened carefully to it, and started nodding their head to the light rhythm.
"Who sings this again?" Baekhyun asked, since it was a Chinese song. Zitao blinked once before the name and the song title slowly came to his mind, but it was like the tide ebbing away to show only hints of what had been traced into the sand, so he couldn't seem to pinpoint it anymore.
"說實話真沒關係, 自己一人也不錯, 那些煩惱, 憂傷, 在音樂的世界消失."
"I can't remember," Zitao admitted.
"It's nice, wish I could sing it," Baekhyun said.
Zitao smiled. "What do you usually listen to?"
Baekhyun pondered only a few seconds. "I like ballads. Light songs, something with a good beat, nice lyrics. How about you?"
Zitao shrugged. "I'm pretty open about music, but lately I've been getting into indie hip hop."
"Chinese?"
"They're rare," Zitao said. "I usually go for Korean ones. They've got this really nice vibe."
"I really, really, really want to kiss you."
Zitao chuckled. "I think you made that clear about a few topics ago."
"Well, technically this can go way back to like last year or like any other time we wanted to kiss, you know," Baekhyun said, then suddenly there was a glint in his eyes that Zitao couldn't read.
"Hey, do you ever think technology will evolve one day into a platform where kisses can be physically felt?" Baekhyun asked, unexpectedly.
Zitao blinked. "That's an abrupt change in subject."
Baekhyun shrugged. "I can't really stop right now in the highway and kiss you when we're racing against time, now, can we?"
"So you're opting for distraction," Zitao said.
"Yes," Baekhyun confirmed with a tight smile.
"I still think we'll probably want an actual kiss that's non-mediated," Zitao responded when he thought over the question, but that was all he could think about. He heaved a sigh and then ran a hand in his hair. "Also, er, I would really have loved it, b-but it's not like we really have to get there at sunset or anything. I like being with you, and it means a lot already being here with you and - "
Baekhyun glanced at Zitao before looking back onto the vast expanse of road in front of him. "You mean to say you want me to stop right now and kiss you senseless, so senseless in fact that technology couldn't ever, ever, simulate it?"
Zitao licked his lips. "That's a nice way to summarize it, yes."
"This is going to drive me insane," Baekhyun groaned, and another bubble of roasted almonds burst into the air.
"Well, you're... definitely driving," Zitao said.
"Very funny."
"Though technically I'm the one being driven," Zitao then said as he tried resisting the alpha pheromones that started to suffocate him. "…. Insane."
"Very, very, very funny."
"Tone it down, would you?" Zitao suggested, slightly irritated.
"I'm trying, I'm honestly trying," Baekhyun responded with a squirm of his legs. "We need another topic."
"You'll just keep bringing it back to needing to kiss me," Zitao replied pointedly.
"That doesn't help. Come on. A new topic. I already came up with everything so far." The almond was definitely getting heady.
"I could try baidu-ing a random conversation topic, if you'd like," Zitao proposed.
"Please," Baekhyun said.
Zitao took out his phone, turned on his 3G, and typed 'random conversation topics' into the search bar.
The first thing that came up was:
"If you were a pirate, which shoulder would you have your parrot on," Zitao read.
Baekhyun almost choked on laughter.
"What kind of topic is that?" he asked, but not so incredulously as Zitao would have thought.
"Sounds like something you'd start with if you're drunk, I suppose," Zitao said with a serious-business tone, mostly because he was trying hard to dismiss all the pheromones in the car.
"God, we should get drunk together! Add that to the list," Baekhyun exclaimed.
"I'd say left shoulder."
"What?"
"I'd have the parrot on the left shoulder."
"Why?"
"So I could write with my right arm without it pinching me," Zitao explained matter-of-factly.
"Why wouldn't it pinch you on the left shoulder?"
"My left arm wouldn't be moving because I wouldn't be writing with it?"
"Why would you be writing if you're a pirate?"
"I'd be a pirate-slash-editor correcting some other pirate's essay?"
"Why in the world would your mate be writing an essay?" At this point, Baekhyun was laughing so much he could hardly drive. Thank god they were on a carless straight road right now.
"Why wouldn't he? Don't pirates keep travel diaries?" Zitao argued. "Also fuck, please don't drive us into a ditch."
"You're an editor through and through, aren't you?" Baekhyun said as he started regaining his composure.
"I suppose so, but I'm only just a copy editor's assistant."
"Stop putting yourself down. Everyone starts somewhere."
"That's what they all say," Zitao mumbled.
Baekhyun leaned back, stretching his arms straight against the steering wheel before relaxing back into his seat. "Have you ever thought of writing?"
Zitao kept his gaze on the horizon in front of them. It was just a thin grey line, blurring the boundaries of the sky and the edge of the city.
"I've thought about writing lyrics, actually," Zitao admitted. "I have some written too, but they're nothing..."
Baekhyun glanced at Zitao before looking in front again, at the endless and nearly empty road. "Do you know any by heart?"
Zitao looked at Baekhyun. "Yeah?"
Baekhyun smiled. "Recite me some?"
Zitao snorted, playing with the volume knobs of the inbuilt radio. "In your dreams."
Baekhyun's smile didn't deter. "I can picture myself sitting on my couch with you mumbling your lyrics incoherently while you sleep on my lap."
"That would make me the one dreaming," Zitao pointed out.
"Same difference."
"I beg to differ."
"Ah shit, I think we missed the DJ telling us who the artist of that song was," Zitao noticed as the next song started playing. It was now one with a horrific tune, nasal vocals, uninteresting beat.
Baekhyun tapped the steering wheel with his index finger. "You're changing the subject, Zitao."
"I thought you wouldn't have noticed," Zitao said. "Besides, you didn't tell me which side you'd wear your parrot."
"Wear my parrot?" Baekhyun teased.
"Yes."
"I'd wear mine on my right just to spite you," the alpha responded playfully, and it seemed to relax him enough to make the air feel a little more breathable. Zitao let out a sigh of relief, and he could feel his stomach unknot.
Unbeknownst to the abo society, perhaps because of how rare they actually were, betas were extremely sensitive to both alpha and omega scents, and to Zitao's own experience, he was even confident enough to say that betas were actually tenfold more susceptible to them than the other two types were. Sometimes, the scents could even knock him out.
He remembered that had happened more than once, especially when the editor-in-chief of his company, a robust and practically stereotypical alpha, just had to satisfy his omega mate in his office room. It went without saying that everyone outside in cubicles was on edge as they typed their frustration into their keyboards, but no one had fainted halfway through sorting documents, like Zitao had.
He also had similar experiences on his blind dates. One of them he could vividly recall: there was an omega girl he had been introduced to who had been on heat and didn't bother using scent-suppressants, and Zitao had almost hurled his meal out across the table because it got the entire diner's alphas and omegas to mix in all their pheromones and hormones like there had been no tomorrow. All those added to Zitao's regular nervousness inevitably lead to his burger needing to be regurgitated.
Online dating was his breath of fresh air. It was what finally broke the streak of bad dates, of bad outings, of bad social interactions that always ended with him either fainting, puking or crying.
"But hey, Tao, I mean it. I want to hear your lyrics one of these days, if not today."
Zitao dipped his head and looked at the passenger's compartment knob. He opened the drawer and flipped through the CDs there.
"I'll show you them when you come over to my place, some time," Zitao muttered. Baekhyun didn't say anything, but the beta could definitely feel the other smile.
"Can that some time be some time today?" Baekhyun tried.
"No, I have work to do."
Baekhyun whined.
"Hey, Baek," Zitao then said.
"Yeah?"
"Why did you ... why did you use an online dating app?" Zitao asked cautiously as his brain suddenly turned to chaos, panic rising in his system like fever would when he got the flu.
"I ... was single?" Baekhyun responded just as carefully, his tone falling flatter, lower. Zitao felt that the alpha had glanced at him several times in the procedure, but he couldn't really tell since he was looking at his hands, trying to keep his calm.
"I mean, you know," Zitao started, "you're an alpha and all. Why ... " He didn't know how to finish his sentence, so he let it trail.
"Well, I guess," Baekhyun picked it up after inhaling and exhaling deeply, "I guess at one point I got really fed up with people who just rudely sniffed me up. Wanted my knot just because they assumed that it was all I'd ever wanted - to get to knot somebody, but you know, life isn't just about a knot," Baekhyun explained tensely. "And as much as knotting people is great, it's just - not what I'm looking for in a relationship. It's not the only thing that matters…"
"You'd describe knotting people as just great?" Zitao raised his eyebrow.
"My dick would swell up and I get stuck inside the other and it feels great, but not phenomenal or something," Baekhyun replied. "But maybe it's cause we start expecting too much out of it, and then it turns out to be so... predictable. And well, I was sure I couldn't be the only one out there who felt this way, so I signed up on a dating application that one of my loser friends had made, last year."
Zitao's eyes widened slightly. "Your friend made this app?"
"Yep," Baekhyun replied tersely. "And here's a secret: the compatibility algorithm is bullshit."
Zitao sunk down into his seat with a pout. "It said we were compatible."
"Yeah, I know."
Zitao let Baekhyun's last line drift a bit in the air before he sat right back up, and then asked, "Do you personally think we are?"
"Compatible?"
"Yeah."
"I think we are exact opposites, to be honest."
Zitao ruminated over that for a couple of minutes. "You're about to say, 'but that's fine because opposites attract'? I've heard that one too many times."
"I was about to say, 'but that doesn't mean there's no chance of liking one another'."
Zitao relaxed his shoulders. "You totally weren't going to say that, you little shit."
"But it's the truth," Baekhyun replied.
"So ... you … like me?" Zitao asked.
"As much as I know you like me," Baekhyun responded.
"That's a roundabout answer."
"Barely, compared to your napkin list paragraph."
"I was nervous!"
Baekhyun gripped Zitao's hand tighter.
"Everyone gets nervous when they say it, don't they?" he murmured.
Zitao bit his lip. "When they say they like the other?"
"Yeah," Baekhyun shrugged. "But, I mean, er, well, like, I-I really like you. And see, even I stammer. It's crazy. I usually never do."
Zitao nodded. "I-I do too."
"Yes, I know you stammer - "
"I mean I do like you too. A lot." Zitao gulped.
The tree branches outside were surfing the breeze as their car drove by, and the two are once again submerged into heavy, almost oceanic silence. It should have been evident what Baekhyun would say next, but it still took Zitao by surprise. Perhaps because it was coupled with the fact that Baekhyun unceremoniously stepped on the brake, driving to the side of the road while letting the one car that was behind them honk madly.
"他媽的突然給我半路煞什麼車" the driver had cussed when he had passed by.
And almost simultaneously, Baekhyun had turned to face Zitao, eyed him with a dark predatory look. "I really want to kiss you now."
Zitao practically whimpered, but he knew his body wanted it too, and the tingling on his lips wouldn't stop, and it was maddening, but somehow he kept his cool despite the almond scent hanging in the air, and didn't move, and only said, as if completely unperturbed, "We forgot to get gas."
Baekhyun blinked several times before he turned to look at his dashboard. The gas meter wasn't near empty yet, but they couldn't possibly continue on for another two hours, and then back again without running out.
"Forgive me, Tao, we won't be able to make it for the sunset," the alpha muttered low, giving Zitao shivers that ran from head to toe.
"It's fine," he answered.
Baekhyun didn't seem too appeased with that, but it didn't really matter anymore when he dived in and took Zitao in with a breathless kiss that he kept pressing into the other's lips.
Baekhyun's hands were all over Zitao's cheeks, hair, neck, chest. His eyes were closed, and he only broke away once to unbuckle his straitjacketing seatbelt.
The kiss was all Zitao had ever wanted. They were peppered everywhere on his face - mouth, cheek, nose, forehead, temple, with so much love it made his knees weak and his arms go jelly, and he just sat there, taking them all in, closing his own eyes just so he could melt and merge into them, and forget everything else.
Finally, when the air was starting to feel a bit suffocating, Baekhyun broke away, panting as if he had been running a marathon across the city the whole day.
"Actually, it's all a lie," Baekhyun said with a chuckle that confused Zitao for a split second before he realised where this was going.
"I don't just like you: I just... I think... no, I'm in love with you," Baekhyun finished with a smile so tender that Zitao had to lean forward and kiss it, as if a child would when he saw something so beautiful he had to touch it, had to hold it in his hands and protect it forever and ever.
♡
It had only been a few minutes since they'd first kissed each other, even though it'd been a whole year since they'd actually met.
Their legs were already intertwined, their lips pressed against one another's.
Baekhyun sank deeper into the cushioned seat as Tao leaned down and ran his nose across the other's neck, breathing in a waft of roasted almond and perhaps even warm sand that made him want to lose his mind.
"W-wait," Baekhyun muttered softly into the other's hair and Zitao froze, "I have a seatbelt buckle thing poking into my lower back. It's a bit uncomfy." Zitao pushed himself up for a bit, staring into the other's eyes, at first at a complete loss at how to solve the issue.
"Maybe we should-" he was about to suggest something that both of them were a hundred percent certain was near impossible.
Waiting until they found a bed when they were so far out of town was, after all, nigh on impossible.
"-No," Baekhyun said as he wriggled to push away the seatbelt. He then smiled, the bubbly way he always did. "Fuck no, Tao. We're getting this on, buckles poking or not. Mmm." He propped himself up to kiss Zitao, another whiff of his almond-y scent filling the air.
Tao flushed up, suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious of his hands being splayed under Baekhyun's shirt, and of his knee pushing up between the other's thighs. Zitao kissed back carefully, but he could definitely feel a sudden yet familiar sort of anxiety starting to trickle down his spine.
He really didn't need this now; in fact, he never ever really wanted it to resurface, ever. He thought that online dating would have resolved the issue. But as a beta in the non-virtual realm sometimes called reality, the fear was bound to come along. Online boyfriends were bound to meet at some point.
And this was the point.
Zitao took a deep breath.
Betas were secondary. Betas were always just support characters.
And no one wanted to be a support character. Everyone wanted to be the protagonist of their own stories. Every alpha wanted an omega, and every omega wanted an alpha.
Betas weren't really part of the game.
Zitao could understand that. He really could. It just meant that he had to back out before he'd get hurt. It just meant that he had to take what he could, purloin if he had to, and move on, wander from shadow to shadow in this world that he wasn't really a part of.
But, having Baekhyun underneath him, flushed, looking up at him with a look too gentle to be an alpha's, and lips so swollen from their exchange of kisses, that it was hard to just stop, to just pretend he was a side-character.
"Don't stop," Baekhyun said, another soft reassuring murmur.
Zitao groaned. His boyfriend was clearly trying to make things so much more difficult.
Zitao bit his lips nervously, and closed his eyes. Baekhyun's scent was too overwhelming now. It was probably all over Zitao's body too. He wouldn't be able to get rid of it for days, even if he rubbed alcohol, vinegar, or abo-scent deodorants onto his skin.
And the car - this tiny thing, a Peugeot 207 if Zitao's memory served him right - was so full of almonds, so full of Baekhyun and nothing else.
And roasted almonds never smelled so good. Never smelled this good. Zitao wanted to whine.
He couldn't imagine fleeing from this. He couldn't imagine anyone being able to flee from this.
But he was a beta, and alphas like Baekhyun could do so much better than mating with a beta. They could get so much more, and Zitao knew that deep down, he didn't even deserve Baekhyun.
"Tao?" Baekhyun's leg hooked around onto Zitao's back, his hands climbing to the younger's cheeks. "It's okay. I'm here. Come at me. I want you. I want you so much. Please."
It was too criminal, the way Baekhyun begged in whispers that reduced Zitao's fears to insignificant white noise in a matter of a split second. Not that they were entirely gone. Just that they were so far back now it was hard for him to tune back to that channel anymore.
Zitao inhaled slowly, and then smiled into Baekhyun's skin.
"Remember when we first met?" Baekhyun said.
Zitao blinked, unsure what to respond. "I'm picturing myself, sat alone in a bench park, staring at my phone after having downloaded a dating app?"
Baekhyun giggled. "No, no, I mean, just haha, remember our first conversation?"
Zitao blushed. Of course he did. He'd read through an archive of their conversations just under a few days ago. Not that he would ever admit that to Baekhyun.
"When you shamelessly commented on my profile, saying, 'do you want to have knaughty sex with me?' And I thought maybe you were a creepy dude with a fake profile picture and no sense of tact?"
Baekhyun was muffling his laughter now. "I completely forgot about that."
Zitao pushed back up onto his palms, staring down at the smaller boy with dark eyes. "I wish I could. The pun still haunts me sometimes." He paused, biting his lip. "What were you referring to, then?"
Baekhyun's arms wrapped around Zitao's neck, pulling him down closer.
"I could feel you were nervous back then? Just like right now. Just like today. But you eased up after, didn't you? We clicked real fast. Just remember that feeling," Baekhyun whispered, and it made Zitao feel goosebumps on the back of his arms. There was also something swelling in his chest.
"You were enlightening me about abo internet slang back then," Zitao pointed out. "I was just listening. Not, uh, trying to come onto an alpha."
Baekhyun rubbed circles into Zitao's shoulder, biting down on a curving smile. "You're already over the hardest part, Taozi."
Zitao inadvertently glanced towards the south, but snapped back to Baekhyun's eyes when the boy cleared his throat.
"You've already successfully wooed your alpha, Tao. Just reel him in."
Zitao nodded carefully, dipping down, hesitantly kissing Baekhyun's neck. The almond aroma curled into his nose even more, with a touch of something floral now, for some reason.
Zitao then bit down, almost impulsively, which made Baekhyun tremble deliciously, letting out a moan of pure satisfaction.
"Keep reeling, Tao," he gasped.
Zitao didn't just reel. He went for the kill. He rolled his hips down, pressing into Baekhyun's hardness with all his weight. Baekhyun shuddered, arching up. In the next moment, Zitao was already unzipping the elder, the movement so swift and smooth it was like he'd been doing it all his life. The light blue jeans were pulled down, and there the mound was so real. Nothing like the virtual one Zitao'd seen through webcams. Nothing like the imaginary one he'd fantasize about in his midnight sessions.
"Yes, yes, yes," Baekhyun cried as the beta forcibly rubbed across it, pushing up hard, groping through the material, letting his fingers dig and feel the alpha's cock. The cotton was thin and a bit damp, but Baekhyun evidently loved the friction.
Zitao then let his other hand move northward, fingers diving under the hem of Baekhyun's shirt.
"Sit up," Zitao said softly.
Baekhyun did as he was told. He backed himself up, propped on his shoulders at first before he leaning his back to the door, one hand clinging onto the side of the seat while the other ran through his perfect hair - locks of light ash brown slowly falling back on his forehead. His legs were then on top of Zitao's shoulders, and the younger man dived down a bit, planting a kiss against the bulge.
Baekhyun arched up at the touch. "Fuck, Tao."
Having his nose buried in the other's briefs did strange things to Zitao's mind. It gave him some momentary confidence, if anything at all.
He nipped, licked, sucked and even bit playfully, used his mouth to re-outline Baekhyun's very hard cock. The alpha's member was thick and long and amazing - and so very real. All the nights they opted for phone sex and sexting, Zitao had tried picturing Baekhyun's cock inside him, stretching him out, rubbing against all the right places, and here it was, in front of him in reality.
Zitao had always been shy about those activities they had over the virtual platform, but now he felt like there was nothing to be so shy about. It was probably the pheromones getting the better half of him, but it was hard to tell.
Zitao needed this, he wanted this, and he wanted Baekhyun. He wanted to risk it all. For once, he just wanted to risk being hurt. Risk it just so he could at least indulge in this reverie where Baekhyun, an alpha, loved him.
Though deep down, Zitao actually believed Baekhyun did. He believed it wasn't a dream. For one, there was no one else's scent in the car when he had first entered it. Granted, it could just mean that car sex was a novelty for Baekhyun too, but Zitao liked to believe that it meant much more than just that. It meant that Baekhyun really didn't have anyone else, at least not for a while.
It was a thought that fuelled Zitao to do what he was doing.
He pulled down Baekhyun's pants all the way off. He then left a kiss on the other's inner thigh before biting and then sucking, his fingers tickling the underside.
"Shit, T-tao, you're so rough," Baekhyun hissed, throwing his head back against the bottom of the windowpane, trembling and whimpering in unmistakable delight.
Zitao then massaged his thighs, knowing clearly that Baekhyun liked that, judging from the numerous times he'd mentioned it during their livelier chats.
"I keep imagining your fingers digging into my plump thighs, Tao…"
Baekhyun's cock was twitching and still growing, tenting hard against its cotton trap, so much that Zitao thought it might rip any moment. The alpha was about to make a move to free it, but Zitao was decidedly faster. He pulled the boxers down, and the cock bounced out in its full splendour.
Baekhyun was breathing so hard, and his eyes were half-lidded. Zitao wasn't entirely sure what to do anymore, so he just tried calming down as he stared hungrily at the alpha's manhood.
But in the next moment, Baekhyun was all over Zitao: Baekhyun had pushed him into the opposite door, feverishly biting his neck, his hands finding their way down his back. He pressed into him with a weight that Zitao didn't think he actually had, considering his stature.
"You have really got to stop playing around, I'm seriously about to burst," Baekhyun complained against his neck, and Zitao's face grew so red he felt like he might implode.
It just didn't feel real: how could he possibly make an alpha want to come so fast? When nothing had really happened? He hadn't even touched Baekhyun.
But the evidence was there - the precome was leaking profusely, it was as if Baekhyun was indeed coming. Coming a really slow orgasm.
It must have been all the pent-up frustration from the whole entire day, Zitao thought. There was no way an alpha would want him ... a beta with practically no scent, no special gear, no nothing?
Baekhyun rested his forehead against Tao's chest before he started digging at Zitao's crotch. Both of them were breathing out of whack. It was exhilarating.
Maybe they'd even run out of oxygen soon.
"S-should we pull down a w-window," Zitao suggested mindlessly, heat climbing up to his cheeks. Baekhyun moaned indelibly.
"I don't know how the fuck you can think straight, but sure," Baekhyun chuckled uneasily as he dived down and played with Zitao's dick that just got freed. The younger man held his breath. "Roll down the window while I suck you off, won't you?" Baekhyun then said in his huskiest tone. It was so delectable Zitao probably would have orgasmed right off the bat if it weren't for the fact that Baekhyun's fingers formed a ring at the bottom of his dick.
"You've got a nice cock," Baekhyun commented. He then licked up - in an agonizingly slow fashion - the underside of Zitao's dick.
There was no way Zitao could think straight enough to roll down a bloody window, that was for certain. They'll both have to live on carbon dioxide if they had to. Zitao flung his head back, as Baekhyun started sinking down on him, his lips stretching thin, his cheeks hollowing and turning pink.
Zitao gasped noiselessly. This was so much better than his own hands. This was so much better than - he wasn't even sure why he was comparing anymore because it just wasn't comparable.
Baekhyun pulled back up and sucked the head of his cock before letting go with a pop. He then dived back down, and then back up, slowly building a rhythm that drove Zitao to the edge. Zitao then really wanted to spread his legs apart but his jeans wouldn't allow him, and the frustration made him grow harder, which he didn't think was still possible.
Baekhyun didn't seem to expect it either: he stopped after one more dip, and licked the under of the head before just using his beautiful fingers to pump the length.
"Taste like sweet plums," Baekhyun said with a bubbly smile that made Zitao's insides churn. He wasn't sure if Baekhyun was for real or not. Zitao thought betas didn't taste or smell like anything in particular - unless blandness had its own flavour.
Baekhyun gave Zitao's cock several licks, passing a tongue in the slit once, before looking up.
"How do you want this?" he asked as he started twisting his fist up and down Zitao's penis.
"W-what are my options," Zitao answered with a question.
Baekhyun sat back up, and the sight of his glorious manhood just hanging made Zitao go hazy all over again.
"I could ride you, or I could give it to you," Baekhyun suggested vaguely.
The idea of Baekhyun climbing onto him and settling down on his dick made Zitao salivate, and it seemed Baekhyun caught on.
Baekhyun's hands started climbing up Zitao's chest before resting on his shoulders. He then pushed Zitao down below him, backing away so he was more align to Zitao's crotch.
"Fuck choices," Baekhyun said playfully, "I'm gonna have it both ways. Who said we couldn't have two main courses?"
No one did, Zitao wanted to say, but the next scene made him stop halfway through his thought, rendered him completely speechless.
Baekhyun arched forward with a cheeky grin as his hand snaked back, and in the next second, his facial expression changed. He winced, and his breath came shorter and his faint pink blush travelled further towards his ears.
Baekhyun held his breath by biting down on his lower lip, letting it go in the next instant, his mouth forming into an 'o' before he started huffing.
Zitao swallowed hard. He then leaned forward and kissed the corner of Baekhyun's mouth, kissing against Baekhyun's huffs as if they were small intangible forms of kisses too.
Baekhyun closed his eyes.
"I love you," Zitao then whispered, his hands resting on Baekhyun's hips. His boyfriend just laughed.
"Me too, baby Tao," Baekhyun said before he seemed to take in another finger.
"Don't you have lube in your car?" Zitao asked, concerned.
"My precome's enough, haha," Baekhyun answered, averting his gaze.
Another layer of red covered Zitao's face.
"H-how many fingers - "
" - Three now ... " Baekhyun chuckled and then kissed Zitao.
"I w-want to see," Zitao ventured. Baekhyun changed positions to accommodate the request, re-angling himself so that Zitao could clearly watch three fingers sink slowly into his puckered hole and then come out again, slipping moderately well.
"Y-you're going to run out though," Zitao said. He knew how much the inner walls soaked lube fast. As much precome an alpha had, it would surely run out ... Alphas weren't meant to take anything in, after all.
"I seriously don't get how you can think straight right now, but it sure is endearing," Baekhyun said with a giggle and another kiss to Zitao's cheek.
Before Zitao could respond however, Baekhyun positioned himself and sunk in without much warning. Zitao had to gather all his willpower not to come right then and there, but he couldn't help but curse and whine as Baekhyun started to roll his hips, taking Zitao's length without much of a fuss.
The slide wasn't so smooth, but it started building up better at one point. Zitao met Baekhyun's rhythm, and then he pumped the other's dick - big and heavy now - trying to milk out some more precome they could perhaps use.
"Mmm, yeah, feels so… good," Baekhyun cried out between his huffs, his palms pressing against the seat, trying to ground himself as he drove down harder and faster, pushing Zitao towards the edge again.
"I'm - going to - " Zitao tried formulating, but he was way too far gone now.
Baekhyun didn't stop. He kept pushing and pushing and before long, Zitao was releasing himself into Baekhyun, the liquid pouring and sliding down his cock, coating it more, easing the slide.
Zitao had never come this much - his high even felt never-ending at first, and though Baekhyun's movements slowed down, the alpha also seemed surprised about the amount.
"You'd totally be knocking me up, here," Baekhyun said, and Zitao couldn't possibly blush any harder than he already was.
The alpha lifted himself off his seat without giving a change for Zitao to ride out the post-orgasmic adrenaline, and leaned closer to the younger, aimed for his ear and dangerously murmured, "I want to be inside you now..."
Zitao trembled. But although he was a bit tired, and his waist felt a bit sore, and he was still a little oversensitive, he wanted Baekhyun, he needed Baekhyun.
"I'll... wait if I have to, don't worry. I've got good endurance," Baekhyun added, but it was obvious from how short his breaths were becoming that he was way too close. Zitao looked down, and Baekhyun had his fist at the bottom of his own dick, perhaps trying to block it from just jizzing all out.
"You couldn't possibly wait five whole minutes," Zitao caught himself saying, even though it didn't apply so much to their current situation.
"I'll wait a thousand years if I have to, Tao," Baekhyun responded with nonchalant cockiness.
"Don't get cocky," Zitao purred.
"Oh I'll always be cocky for you," Baekhyun said slyly.
Zitao could start feeling the titillating sensations wash away now. He felt his muscles relax as Baekhyun left a trail of butterfly kisses down his neck, the smell of almond bursting even more in the confined space.
"Y-you can thigh fuck me," Zitao offered, and Baekhyun leaned back, eyes turning dark, and Zitao had to look away slightly.
"You don't want me to.... knot you?"
Zitao smiled weakly. "I'm sure we'll have the chance." He licked his lips slowly, caught Baekhyun staring hard at him.
"Mmm, that's true. We definitely will," Baekhyun muttered, leaning forward so that their noses touch. Zitao closed the distance and kissed him.
Baekhyun's cock slid in and out between Zitao's plump thighs, which were starting to glow pink from the friction. Zitao's legs were hugged together to one side. He tried to keep himself still by holding the front seat with one hand, and the cushion below him with the other as the pace grew wilder and wilder, but he felt like his grip could barely hold him down.
Baekhyun groaned as he thrust, his dick starting to swell gradually. His eyebrows were furrowed cutely, and his eyes were squeezed closed. Zitao would get up to kiss his face, but he knew he shouldn't reach out yet, not when Baekhyun seemed so close, so desperate, and Zitao wanted to push the alpha even more, make it the most mindblowing thigh sex he could ever have.
It was Zitao's way of gratitude, if anything.
Unexpectedly, Baekhyun kissed the top of Zitao's thighs - near the knee - and then softly said, "I love you, Tao. I want to stay with you forever. Forever and ever. F-forever times forever..."
It made Zitao shudder in a good way, and he inadvertently squeezed his thighs together even more, mostly out of bashfulness than anything else. Baekhyun choked at the feeling of his cock being cushioned more tightly.
Zitao wasn't sure if he wanted to laugh or cry. Instead, he grabbed for Baekhyun's hand, and intertwined their fingers, locking onto them firmly, and the alpha pressed onto Zitao closer.
After two or three more thrusts, Baekhyun spilled himself over, spilled himself onto Zitao's stomach, pushing the soft thighs even closer as he thrusted between them some more, milking himself out with them.
The scent was all over Zitao now. He could scour his skin clean, but the smell of roasted almonds would remain forever.
Forever times forever, Zitao thought.
And he'd keep this moment forever too: Baekhyun dabbing him clean with a cute kitty-ish blush, the lazy kissing they shared after that, and the cuddling which failed because Zitao dropped into the footwell, with Baekhyun on top.
But Zitao was still able to receive more languid kisses and chuckles against his mouth from Baekhyun, and that was all that really mattered.
♡
bobo142: i miss u
peachytao1993: u just left like two minutes ago
bobo142: why wouldn't u let me bring u home?
peachytao1993: I got to work
bobo142: but a great day calls for a great night!!!!
bobo142: and i would get to read ur lyrics too!!
peachytao1993: arent u still driving?
bobo142: at a red light rn
peachytao1993: get off ur phone, no texting while driving im not talking to u bye
bobo142: but i misssssssssss uuuuuuuuuuuu
bobo142: nooooo don't leaveeeeeee meeee
bobo142: [sad puppy emoticon]
bobo142: [sad kitty emoticon]
bobo142: [sad duckling emoticon]
bobo142: [sad penguin emoticon]
bobo142: [sad dinosaur emoticon]
bobo142: [sad platypus emoticon]
peachytao1993: w t f
bobo142: brb, green light
bobo142: im home now
peachytao1993: welcome home
bobo142: the irony ziTAO. i could have been there!!! u could have been here!!! then the welcome home thing woulda worked and i could ask for a welcome home kiss(es) and it would of been perfect af and i could knot u on your beautiful leather sofa or over ur jacuzzi bathtub edge thing!!! (is it jaccuzi or jacuzzi)
peachytao1993: u know i have work tomorrow and i gotta meet this deadline (jacuzzi)
bobo142: its not like i live across the planet! u could make it to work from my place!
peachytao1993: yeah but u live across the city!!! same thing!!!
bobo142: i beg to differ!!!!!!!!
bobo142: but then let's say youre right and I metaphorically live on the other side of the planet, why couldn't i stay over at ur place?
peachytao1993: cause then i wont work
bobo142: oh???? (wink wonk) I like the sound of that!!!
peachytao1993: gtg work, srsly, bye, ttyl, baek
bobo142: I had a really great time today, Zitao, just wanted to let you know.
peachytao1993: what r u trying to do by typing all formally
bobo142: To….. I don't know, reel you in?
peachytao1993: ...
bobo142: Convince you to have me over?
peachytao1993: you would drive all the way back here?
bobo142: yes?????? ofc??????????????! i'm at ur BAEK and call?????
peachytao1993: ...
bobo142: should i get back into my car?
peachytao1993: …
peachytao1993: wait a minute, let me think about this
bobo142: dont u want to have knaughty sex with me?
peachytao1993: [leaves the chatroom]
bobo142: ok no omg i was jk, come back
peachytao1993: ok u can come over
bobo142:
bobo142:
bobo142:
bobo142: omg really?
peachytao1993: do u want me to reconsider?
bobo142: omg no ok i'm out right now, i'm getting onto my white horse JUST U WAIT M Y PRINCESS PEACH
peachytao1993: ...
bobo142: :3
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bobo142: i love u too [sad puppy emoticon]
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"You blocked me," was the first thing Baekhyun said when Zitao opened his door to him, and the latter just shrugged.
"Princess Peach was over the top."
"It was a beautiful metaphor."
"Beautiful metaphor, my arse," Zitao responded.
"Yes, your arse is beautiful too," Baekhyun giggled as he leaned against the beta, his hand curving around to smooth against Zitao's bottom.
"I really need to work," Zitao hissed, his hands coming to rest on Baekhyun's hips.
"You should have considered that before you let me in," Baekhyun said as he reached up to plant a kiss against Zitao's lips, stepping in, and making sure that the door behind him closed with an audible click.
1. "說實話真沒關係, 自己一人也不錯, 那些煩惱, 憂傷, 在音樂的世界消失" is the first line to Huang Zitao's song "Alone".
2. 他媽的突然給我半路煞什麼車 can translate to "Why the fuck would you brake in the middle of the road"