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BAEKHYUN JOPPING (2019)
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nothanxxxxx · 10 months
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yakuly · 1 year
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Golden Hour | Mark Lee
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Pairing: Idol! MarkLee x NonIdol!FemaleReader
Words: 3.464
Warnings: VERY suggestive, mark calling reader "good girl", a basic mention of making out, and also insinuation of sex (if there's anything else, let me know:))
Summary: Mark release a new song, and wants to see his good girl reactions to it...
A.n: that's probably the 1.000.000 fic about golden hour you see through tumblr, but I just couldn't help myself. He's such a hottie calling cezienne good girl, it was my last straw! So I hope you enjoy this one too!
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Mark really values your opinion. Everytime he has a comeback, you are the first person out of the group to listen to it, and this time it wasn't different.
He's really excited for the release of "Golden Hour". When he produced with his friends, he got at home really excited because he felt it was "the" song, and you didn't doubted for a second.
But the thing is, Mark also have another reason to why he's so excited for you to listen to it, but he just couldn't say it. When writing, he thought about you and a specific line came up, and since then, he really wants to see your reaction.
He made you promise you wouldn't be listen to it until he got at home, and so you did. When he finally made it, it was clear as a day, how excited and energetic he was.
Mark made you sit at the couch, prepared the tv, and enjoyed the show. Unbeknownst to how he was sitting back at the couch to watch your reactions, you payed really good attention to the screen.
It was good. Like really good. It is undeniable that Mark is a hot guy, but seeing him at that music video, his low raspy voice, his attitude plus the guitar bass... It was too much to take it in. And then it came, hitting you hard...
"Ladies waited for me, good girl"
And he saw. He saw how your eyes got a little bit bigger, how you breath got stuck, and you moved a little bit in your spot. Once it ended, you took a deep breath and looked at him. Mark wore a smirk on his face, and you couldn't not focus on his lips. His lips that said those sinful words seconds ago.
"So?" He asked, leaning in closer to you, and once again your breath got stuck. Coughing a little bit, you smiled and thought about something nice that could match house you felt about it. "You are really something else, Mark Lee", you said leaning in to kiss him, but before you could, he didn't let you, making you pout a little.
"What part you liked the most?" He asked, his smirk getting wider. You almost rolled your eyes, but you really wanted to kiss him, so you said the first thing it came to mind: "when you call Ramsey"
Mark then laughed a little bit, but only because he saw you, but he wanted to hear from you. His hands went for your face, caressing you cheek, lingering it to your jaw, holding your face more firmly.
The action completely took you buy surprise, making you gasp. Lee lowered his voice, making it rasped like at the song, "are you sure baby?" Once he done talking, his thumb went to your lower lip, letting go gently. "I saw you, why don't you just say it?"
"You really need me to, right?" You look at him, almost annoyed from his antics, but in reality, aroused by it. He didn't need to answer you this time, so you just admited "fine, I liked when you said good girl"
Mark smile it was the last thing you saw before being completely engolfed buy him. His lips finally made into yours, in a needy yet sensual way. He was really into the moment, bringing your face closer to his, one of his hands in your hair, and the other one strongly squeezing your thigh.
"What a good girl" he pulled away for a second only to say that, and that's when you lost the whiling to control yourself. You then pushed him against the couch and pulling your own body on his laps. It's his turn to be eyes wide, and pure shock, but amousement. "Shit baby, if I knew you liked that I would had made the song a long ago" he said, smiling against your lips.
"If wanted to call me good girl this bad, you didn't had to make a song," you said after leaving kisses through his neck. You holder his face before continuing "all you had to do is say it"
Your lips couldn't stay a part for longer, and his hands definitely loved holding and grabbing your thighs and butt. Fact that you didn't complained at all, since it was helping you to move on his lap, feeling his jeans getting tight.
"Baby, you got a really big problem" you use his lyrics against him, after making his face get slightly apart from yours, griping his hair, making him moan.
Mark smirk for the ninth time that day, before getting up, and taking you by surprise, by taking you with him "Is my good girl going to help me?" He slaps hard your but, making you moan in his ears, gigling before saying "as long as you keep calling me like that, you can whatever you want".
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ihaechans · 11 months
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Reminiscing || Mark Lee
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PAIRING ▸ Mark Lee x fem!reader
GENRES ▸ best friends to lovers, big fluff
WARNINGS/CONTENT ▸ profanity, sweet Mark, Y/n character development is real, literally just sickening fluff...
SUMMARY ▸Time flies. Especially with best friend and nerdy ride or die Mark Lee. Reminiscing on the rooftop leads to foreign emotions and forgotten memories to rise to the surface, and the obvious tension between you two can no longer be avoided.
WORD COUNT▸1.7k
A/N▸ Head empty.... just boyfriend Mark Lee. (Dead serious this has been in my drafts for 8 months.)
ALSOOO this was originally supposed to be smut but I decided to take it out and make it a cute fluffy story because it’s my first fic back 😭
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You couldn’t accept that there could be other men out there named Mark Lee. The idea of someone having a completely different look and persona than the one of your best friend completely baffled you.
In your heart, your Mark was the greatest one. The only one you truly needed to keep going in life as well.
You were always one of the castaways at your school. Unknown. Boring. Friendless. It was always something you were used to.
It wasn’t exactly bad though. You actually quite enjoyed having so much time to focus on your studies since you were never invited to parties or friendly hangouts, but there was always this feeling. A feeling of loneliness and despair.
In complete solitude, you would study from dusk til dawn. Barely even glancing away from your computer screen throughout the day. The only time you would bother to check your phone was to see if your mom had texted you, which you admitted, was kind of humiliating.
No one ever would have thought an accidental text to the wrong number would start the strange friendship between you and Mark Lee, one of the more popular members of one of the biggest frats on campus.
Unknown Number:  Yo Jaeminnnn! Just got your new number man :) It’s mark btw
You: This isn’t Jaemin. Wrong number “Mark”.
Unknown Number: My bad. Why is my name in quotes though? I promise I’m the real Mark dude :(
You: You can be some weirdo trying to get my phone information by pretending to be one of my classmates. Who knows if you’re really Mark?
Unknown Number: I do… because I am the real Mark 🤦‍♂️ who is this anyway so I can save your number?
You: It’s y/n. You shouldn’t need to save my contact anyways. We won’t ever text again after this.
Mark: I like to be friendly with everyone just in case. Maybe you should try it instead of accusing me of being a criminal when you don’t even know me 😁
You: Goodbye Mark. You’re wasting my precious study time and you’re kind of annoying :)
You couldn’t imagine how any of your fellow students looked so relaxed and at ease with the endless piles of work. It was completely mind boggling.
Mark and his friends were those sort of people, and you were always jealous of them. How they continued to stay on top of assignments? You would never know.
“You were such an asshole when we first met.” His presence catches you off guard, but you can recognize that chuckle from anywhere. Silently turning your body to face him, you smile, dismissing his brutally honest comment.
“Well. I never knew having friends could be so…”
He finished your thought for you, “Life changing? Exciting? Eye opening?”
“Mhm.” You hum, mindlessly patting the spot next to you on the balcony, expecting him to plop down in the exact spot any second now.
“I admit, I was a complete bitch for no reason.” You stare at the sunset as you speak, knowing that Mark is simply listening in. “I was jealous of you. You were so effortlessly funny and friendly. Everyone knew and loved you, plus you got exceptionally good grades.”
Honestly, you don’t know why you were admitting to any of this. It made you feel as if you were a terrible person. Hopefully mark didn’t see you that way.
You sigh, “I wanted to be you. It was so unfair how I practically slaved away all day and night while you and your friends were out partying every other day yet still managing to pass. I wanted that to be me.”
You stare at Mark now, waiting to him to respond to such a presumptuous confession.
He was smiling, a smile full of love and kindness. He huffs out a laugh, you should’ve known he could never hate you. He could never hate anyone, no matter how wrong they could treat him.
“Can I admit something too?” He’s staring straight into your eyes now, a serious look taking over his features. “That day, I didn’t know it was your number, but-“ he clears his throat, bracing himself for the things he was about to admit to.
“I was interested in you before we became friends. You seemed pretty chill, but I never approached you since you always seemed like you wanted nothing to do with the human species. You were also really pretty…”
You ignore the butterflies that erupt in your stomach, and hopefully Mark couldn’t see the slight blush that appeared on your face.
He lays down onto his back, laughing with his arms behind his head for support. “Aren’t you glad I didn’t give up on you?” He teases, poking you in the side with his elbow gently.
You smile and hit him on the shoulder playfully, rolling over onto your side to look at him. “Aren’t you glad I didn’t block you as soon as you texted me?”
He laughs even harder now, admitting that he found it funny how you seemed so intimidating over text but in person you were completely different.
“You wouldn’t even remember me if I hadn’t kept texting though,” he responds, ending the sentence with another chuckle.
“Wish I blocked you sooner so I didn’t start warming up to your annoying ass.” You speak with a serious expression, but one glance at Mark is all it takes for a laugh to force its way out, his own laughter causing you to giggle even harder.
“God, I love you Y/n. Seriously. You’re the best friend I could ever ask for.”
There it is. “Best friend”. All hope for you was over. You’ve officially been friend-zoned.
You ponder for a moment, thinking about all that he’s done for you and considering how easily things could’ve been different if you weren’t such a jealous bitch in the beginning.
Your friendship could’ve been so much stronger by now if you had accepted his kindness from the start, and you mentally scold yourself for it.
“Say it back.” He orders, perking up from his relaxed position and scooting closer to your body in between every passing second. “Say it back before it’s too late.”
“Why should I? Admitting I wanted to be you is already embarrassing enough. My embarrassment level is already full for today, tell me again tomorrow and maybe I’ll answer.”
“Alright then,” he tsks, “Guess I’ll just have to tickle you until you admit you love me back.”
Your eyes widen in genuine terror. You absolutely hated getting tickled and promised you would personally file a complaint to the police if Mark ever even thought about tickling you.
“Mark. Stop.”
“Say it back, idiot.”
Hissing through your teeth, you prepare for the worst. You’d rather just tell him you love him back than endure his attacks of merciless tickles and teasing.
Conceding defeat, you blink at him and fight the embarrassing grin that wants to appear on your lips. “I love you too Mark.” Hearing yourself say those words out loud almost has you jumping up and down with embarrassment and sending shivers down your spine.
You take a deep breath, trying to stay in control of your emotions.
He smiles, feeling content with your words. You’ve been friends for so long, and now you’ve finally mustered up the courage to tell him how you feel.
Countless times, he’s told you he loves you, but you’ve never said it back until now. You felt like a brand new person.
There’s a comfortable beat of silence before he speaks up, distrusting the moment of pure silence.
“Isn’t the sunset so pretty?” He murmurs, eyes completely focused on something else.
“Mark. You’re not even looking at the sunset,” you laugh, seeming to be completely clueless at what he was hinting at.
He chuckles at your ignorance before taking your hands into his and looking you in the eye. “Y/n. You’re pretty.” Your breath catches in your throat, “I like you. I thought it would be so obvious by now. I’ve been hinting at it for ages but you’re just so clueless it seems like this is the only way you would ever realize.”
He grins sheepishly, wincing as he awaits your reaction.
The only thing you can do is stare at him wide eyed, jaw almost completely on the floor at the sudden confession. “You like me?”
“Mhm.” He mumbles, scooting even closer to you, his eyes gazing straight at your lips.
He moves forward, cupping your face with his hands so he can finally attempt to kiss you.
Mark had no idea why he was feeling so bold in that moment. This situation could either go extremely terrible or surprisingly well.
He stops before his lips touch yours, giving you a second to push him away if you really needed to. You lightly grasp his side and he smiles before connecting your lips together.
It feels like heaven, almost like you two were meant to be. You wonder why you hadn’t done this sooner, and then remember that you were the one being so blinded by friendship that you dismissed his obvious flirting as teasing all this time.
All of Marks emotions embrace him as he backs away, warmth and comfort echoing between the two of you. Mark is a mess, face red and hands jittering uncontrollably and you find it quite amusing.
“I cant believe I actually just did that…” Mark is so overwhelmed as he retreats, barely able to keep his composure as he nearly fumbles with his words.
Your cheeks flush with the realization that you had just kissed Mark. You struggle to keep a grin from forming on your face. “Me neither…” you mumble, bringing a hand up to your lips, still shocked.
Mark smiles at you with adoration, mustering up the courage to finally say what he’s been holding back for the last few years. “Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?”
He looks into your eyes in anticipation, barely able to contain his eagerness as he awaits for an answer.
“Mark, are you seriously asking me that right now?” You laugh, watching as marks smile fades away slightly in confusion. “How could I ever reject you?”
A sweet smile forms on your face, and the look of confusion soon leaves marks features as you kiss him again, making sure he understands that you are in fact, now his girlfriend.
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yutaslaugh · 1 year
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taeyong x green
a gift from @awek-s to @tytrack ♡
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limitlesssense · 1 year
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Taeyong – The 7th Sense at SMTOWN Live
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jaennie · 1 year
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handsome Baekhyun answering fans’ concerns and revealing secrets (he is an ESTJ now :p)
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imaginidol · 1 year
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POV: The intimate moments of you and Baekhyun’s secret relationship
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The sight of your boyfriend jogging towards you under the otherwise dimly-lit street was enough to make your heart skip a beat. Again, you think, I get to finally see you again!
His panting gets heavier as he approaches closer, until you both finally embrace each other in a warm hug. His heavy black jacket is covered in his cologne and scent, one that you find so attractive and safe every single time.
“Baby,” he melts into you in delight. “I missed you.”
You smile warmly into him, whispering “I missed you, too!”
It wasn’t too many times during the week you got to see Baekhyun; the last time you saw him was probably close to three or four nights ago. Nowadays, it seemed as though the amount of Dispatch paparazzi and sasaengs flooded the privacy of artists as big as Baekhyun, following Chen’s announcement of having started a private family a few years back. Baekhyun’s name had only popped up once or twice for a dating scandal speculation in the last month or so, but he played it off very well, and with the help of an official statement from the company, he managed to keep his secret about you very private and exclusive only to himself.
“I brought you something,” he pulls away from you to reveal a small paper bowl with a plastic cover, filled to the brim with ice cream – a treat he knew you loved dearly.
“Baekhyun!” you smiled, your hands growing cooler at the touch of the cup.
“Shhh,” Baekhyun stops you with a sudden passionate kiss, numbly nibbling at your bottom lip as he feels your smile spread over your face. “If you say my name too loud, people might hear. We’re still close to SME.”
“Right, sorry,” you whisper in between kisses. You could tell he missed you from the way his kisses grew firmer against your lips, his weight almost completely leaning against your body. You’re the first to pull away, causing him to whimper softly in confusion. “For someone who doesn’t wanna get caught, you don’t hesitate to make out in front of SME,” you tease.
“Where are you parked?” His eyes travel quickly between your lips and your eyes, a sense of slight desperation overcoming him for wanting you in that moment.
“Farther down the street, behind that one corner store with the milkshakes,” you smile.
“What?” His expression quickly grows to deep concern. “Hell no, you can’t be parking back there anymore. It’s too sketchy for you to be around at this time of the night. Just start parking behind the SM building, the parking lot in the back. I’ll get you a pass tomorrow.”
“But Baek, the whole reason we agreed we wouldn’t be parking there in the first place was because we could get caught seeing each other or something,” your eyes threaten to fill with tears at the thought of Baekhyun’s name being once again stained at the stake of another dating scandal, especially now that it’s been years since the last real scandal finally died down.
“I change my mind; I’d rather you be safe and closer to me than out here. Sorry, I didn’t think about the alternatives much,” he heaves, taking you by the arm. “Let’s go to your car, I’ll drive us over.”
He takes his neck scarf and ties it over your face, then proceeds to pull a beanie from his jacket and tug it over himself. You both make way to your car, following carefully but briskly behind his every step.
Once you’re in the car, you turn to him, offering him some of your new ice cream.
“Only a little bit, love, since we’re performing tomorrow,” he agrees.
You take a spoonful of the cold treat and gently place it between his lips, a smile forming on his face at the sight of your own excitement. You take a spoonful of the dessert next, spilling a drop over your bottom lip.
He takes his thumb and slides it over your bottom lip, cleaning it over and proceeding to lick it off himself. The car groans to life, and soon you’re both driving carefully through a longer route until you reach the SME building.
He scans his ID through the back gates, allowing your car to enter into the private lot and hiding among the vehicles of other staff. He turns the car off, and then proceeds to turn his attention to you.
“Baek,” you start. “How much time do you have before you go in again?”
Baekhyun sighs back against his seat, pulling out his phone to check the time again. “Maybe fifteen, fourteen minutes?”
You both sit quietly for a moment in the silence of your reality: attempting to work out a secret relationship with a highly rated singer. It wasn’t the fairest game you thought you could handle.
There was just no privacy anymore.
In fact, it seemed as if Baekhyun’s stalker and sasaeng problem had only worstened over the course of the last few years.
“I’m trying to figure something out for us,” Baekhyun interrupts the silence. “I want you, but being with me is a toll too harsh for you to risk. I don’t want to… lose you.”
His voice cracks at the last syllable, while your tears spilled under your lids that you tried so hard to hold back.
“Are you sure you wanna keep doing this, Baek?” Your voice comes out a mere whisper, and he turns over in shock to see you had actually started crying.
“What? Of course I do. It’s… risky. But I knew what I signed up for when I knew I wanted you. Come here,” he pulls you in his arms, taking your ice cream and placing it on the dashboard. “A risk I’m willing to take, though I’m hoping for the better outcome.”
“Okay,” you heaved, “because I’ve already fallen for you pretty badly. I think I’m so down bad for you now, so it better work out for the best.”
“Shhh,” Baekhyun once again interrupts your doubts with a soft, tender kiss. “I’ll make sure it does,” he breathes through you, “I can’t lose whoever I choose to love over some stupid scandal. It’s never my fault when I fall in love. And I love you right now. Only you. I don’t want to lose you to a scandal like that, I don’t wanna go through any potential career deaths over my love life again.”
“I’m sorry, Baek,” you look up at him, feeling his cold fingers wipe away the warm tears welling from your eyes. His index and thumb lift your chin, forcing you to watch him closely.
“I’ll make sure you don’t fall harshly if we ever do get caught,” he promises with a smile.
Being the non-celebrity that you were, he knew how much your quiet, comfortable life meant to you. It meant a lot to him too, knowing that it was also a small escape from his lifestyle as well. One where he didn’t have to worry about his image or about having eyes on him at all times. You were also his comfort, and he couldn’t bear to lose that.
“I’ll work extra hard for you, too,” you finally smile up at him.
“Awe, look at you, pretty,” he whispers to you, pupils dilating at the sight of your beauty. To him, you were the greatest thing he could look forward to nowadays. What could possibly be better than this?
Suddenly, Baekhyun’s phone starts buzzing. He looks down to see it’s one of the members, and picks up.
“Yeah, I’m on break. Okay, I’ll be in soon, just give me a few more minutes,” he says, his eyebrows furrowing lightly. “See you inside in a bit. Bye.”
“Who was that, Baek?”
“Chan,” he mutters. “They want me to re-record a few new adlibs they just added to our current project.”
“Oh,” you look down in defeat, “okay.”
“I’m sorry, love,” he turns to you, knowing that cutting his time meant cutting time away from you.
This hurt you just as much as it hurt him. How many times a week could he really actually see you? In between his busy schedules and sudden occurrences (like Chanyeol’s call just now), there wasn’t always much time left even for a secret relationship.
“That’s okay,” you look at him, a devious grin slowly spreading across your face. “Pick a number between one and ten,” you say slyly.
“What? Oh, um, two,” he looks up, an expression of confusion overtaking his face. “Why?”
You start giggling for a moment, before whispering quietly into his ear, “You have two minutes to make out with me, in any way that you want.”
A panicked expression pains his face, a soft whimper escaping his lips. “No, no, no, no, no, that’s not fair, that’s not fair, ask me again,” he starts pressing his palm against the curve of your neck, his eyes growing hooded.
“You’re ten seconds in,” you whisper, sending him into a frenzy.
He doesn’t take another moment of hesitation before he pushes his lips against yours.
He’s completely melted into your love. He presses against you, leaving small pecks and long kisses all over your mouth. His hands pull your legs in closer, then proceeding to slowly follow the curve of your waist until he reaches the brim of your collarbone. His soft lips demand yours to part, his teeth slowly making their way to your bottom lip. He’s biting and sucking on you, soft groans escaping his parted mouth and bringing music to your ears. He invites his tongue into your mouth, a sloppy mess forcing a quiet moan to escape you. His fingers make their way around your neck and up to your jaw, his grip firmly bringing you closer to him as if there wasn’t anymore space left between you both already.
“I love you, I love you so much,” he mumbled between kisses, though half of these words were more of a slurred, distracted speech.
His intensifying breathing pattern grows heavy and uneven, the only thought going through his mind being fuck, I’ve missed you so fucking much. You don’t know just how long he’d waited for this, but damn, it felt good.
“Time’s up!” you pull back giggling, watching his darkened eyes make a fuss out of your movements.
“Two minutes is not enough, let me pick another number,” he whines, making you laugh lightly in amusement.
“Baek, you really should go inside before Chan comes out looking for you,” you smirk.
“Ten minutes, I want ten minutes,” he pleads once more, but the slyness on your face tells him he’d have no chance. “I don’t get to see you often already as it is!”
You place your hand lightly on his cheek, your thumb sliding over his cheekbone. He lifts his hand and places it over yours, and you can see the desperation growing stronger in his expression.
But Baekhyun wouldn’t dare do anything to you without your permission.
“Give me your phone,” you say quietly.
“Why?”
“Give it, unlocked.”
He hands over the phone, anxiously waiting for you to give him another green light.
“Hmm,” you think, your thumbs searching through his messages, finally reaching Chanyeol’s number.
“Pick a number between ten and twenty,” you smile.
“A hundred!”
You break out in a laugh, and type something down into his phone, then returning it to him shortly after.
“What did you do?” He asks, studying the words on his screen.
“I just bought us a bit more time, and said you’re stuck in traffic.”
His eyes gleamed in absolute delight, a wide smile growing across his face.
Fuck, he was so beautiful.
“Now what?” He looks at you with eager eyes.
“Given I probably won’t see you for a couple days again, kiss me and don't stop. Oh, and by the way,” you subtly motion your head towards your backseat, “I made sure to tint my windows and clean the back seats for… you.”
He doesn’t hesitate to pull you into him, your giggles fading out into one of the most passionate love sessions you’ve ever experienced in your life.
On the dashboard, the ice cream slowly melts its way down to a mere puddle of tasty delight.
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itstheoneshot · 1 year
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Kinktober Day 22
In the Shower/Tub - Baekhyun
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Privacy doesn’t exist in your house, not when your boyfriend is home. You don’t mind though, his clinginess and affection makes your heart flutter at every given moment, it makes you feel wanted, appreciated, and so loved.
You come home after your evening run, a bit sweaty and uncomfortable. You call out to Baekhyun that you are home, and make a beeline for the bathroom, ready to shower and wash yourself clean.
You strip quickly, throwing your outfit in the hamper before turning on the faucet and letting the shower run until hot. You step under the water with a relieved sigh, the instant soothing to your muscles is exactly what you needed after working so hard.
With your head under the running water, you don’t hear the bathroom door open, so when you open your eyes you are a little startled to see Baekhyun removing his own clothes so that he can join you.
“You didn’t think I’d let you shower alone, did you?”
He asks, “That’s not happening.”
You playfully roll your eyes at him, but you don’t complain, you love the attention really, and have definitely grown accustomed to it over the last year. You reach out to take his hand as he steps into the shower, and you move back to allow him some of the warmth of the running tap.
“Of course not,” You shake your head as your back hits the cool tile wall behind you, “I wanted you here.”
Baekhyun closes the gap between you to kiss you softly, his hands settling on your waist as he pulls away.
“Good,” He nods approvingly, “Let me help you get clean, okay?”
You mumble an agreement, happy and willing for any and all affection from him. You let your eyes flutter shut as Baekhyun lathers up the shower gel in his hands, and he then begins to massage your body.
It is sensual, intentionally so, as he makes sure you touch every inch of you, not leaving anywhere dirty, except for your mind. You open your eyes as you feel his fingertips trail along your jawline, and you find him much closer to you than you thought he would be.
“You are irresistible,” He murmurs as he leans in again to kiss you, “You do this to me on purpose, I swear.”
You kiss him back with no complaints, your body still soapy, having not rinsed off just yet, and you pull him closer to you so that your bodies are flush.
“You were the one who followed me into the shower, Byun Baekhyun,” You tease him, “I didn’t do anything.”
Baekhyun holds you steady as your kisses get hotter, more charged, and you hook your leg around his to keep him from moving away. You don’t know which of you is more clingy, really, but Baekhyun definitely likes taking charge.
“I didn’t want to miss out on this,” He reasons, one hand now massaging your breasts, “Would you rather that I had stayed away?”
You shake your head, letting out a broken moan as Baekhyun grinds into you, the full feeling of his erection against your body has you dripping, and not just from the water from the shower. You flex your hips to indicate that you feel him, and that you need him too, but you know as well that you need to vocalise it.
“No, I wouldn’t,” You say, your hand moving to grab his cock, not wanting to wait any longer, “Please, Baek, fuck me.”
Baekhyun isn’t one to say no, and it is clear that this was his plan all along, as he guides you to place your leg over his hip, and he gives himself the right angle to thrust into you without warning or warming up. You should be used to his size by now, but nothing ever prepares you, and you gasp into his mouth as he kisses you with a fiery intensity.
He fucks you hard and fast, with one hand behind your head to support you against the tiles, and you take each thrust happily, gratefully, so well behaved and thankful to be blissed out by him. You lick into his mouth, the kisses getting hotter by the second as the way that he fucks you becomes more intense, as your body begins to prepare for the release that you have been waiting for.
“You’re gonna cum when I tell you to,” He states, “You can do that for me, can’t you?”
You stare at him with fear behind your eyes, worried for a moment that he is going to make you hold out. You can feel his cock twitching, and the rhythm of his thrusts goes off just a little bit, which has you reeling, ready to go whenever he says that you can.
“Now,” He orders suddenly, “Cum for me, now.”
You both orgasm in sync, you clench to him as he releases deep into you, it is the most incredible feeling, one that you would love to experience at all times. He is hot, and so are you, drenched from the shower water but also from a little sweat, Baekhyun pulls out as he guides you directly under the shower head again. You continue to kiss him, not wanting to let go, and he does exactly the same.
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