Turn Up The Bright Lights

Fourteen Redux: In Which Chanyeol is Really Hot

Going to the club with the memory of Baekhyun's kisses still sweet on his lips felt like a betrayal of their new relationship, but he'd made commitments there he couldn't walk away from. Sarang had promised to train him as a dom - having announced that he had 'graduated' from subbing - and he'd made good on his word. It was a steady parade of people, both men and women, who were willing to let a complete newbie practice on them.
Very few, Sarang informed him privately, had any complaints afterward.
Being a dom had its own perks, he discovered, even if he wasn't getting off on it anymore. He wondered what it might be like with Baekhyun instead of nameless, faceless subs that Sarang co-opted. But he found that he truly enjoyed playing them until they screamed. If each and every one of them wore Baekhyun's face in his mind, well, that was his own private thoughts.

Kissing Baekhyun was pleasant. Being able to kiss him was pleasant. He found himself in bed reading one night before Baekhyun even entered to prepare for sleep. When the singer came in, a wicked thought occurred to him, and he set the book down. "Come here, please?" he asked. Baekhyun jerked up like he'd been surprised. Chanyeol slid over and held the blankets up for Baekhyun to lay next to him. He watched in silence as Baekhyun debated, but couldn't hide his relieved smile when the singer relented and joined him. He wasn't entirely stupid, either; the first thing he said was that he had no experience with something like genuine lovemaking, and not just subbing.
"I could tell," Chanyeol replied. "Have you ever been kissed before?" Before me, he wanted to know. Baekhyun shook his head and answered in the negative. His voice was already breathless with desire, and Chanyeol couldn't help himself. He kissed him. Baekhyun followed his lead when Chanyeol deepened the kiss, and even the light, fleeting touches were driving him wild inside. He rolled them so that Baekhyun was beneath him and rocked against him, grinding their hips together.
It was so innocent. Baekhyun's reactions were so out of proportion. It was wonderful. In the back of his mind, an impish desire to use Baekhyun's weakness against him won over his good sense, and he pulled both of Baekhyun's wrists up above his head, pinning them with a firm hand.
"No, don't," Baekhyun whispered, but Chanyeol cut him off by cupping his erection through the loose pyjama pants. Baekhyun's protest died in a wordless whimper at the touch.
"Trust me," Chanyeol reassured him. "You're not a sub."
"Oh, god," Baekhyun whimpered. It wasn't a direct reply, but it would do. Holding his hands immobile worked just as Chanyeol thought it would. His hips jerked violently as he came, and the feeling of it against Chanyeol's palm was sexier than the most expensive top-shelf porn. He leaned back and released the singer, watching him come back to himself bit by bit as he tried to decide whether or not to jerk himself off. His breath caught when Baekhyun smiled sleepily at him, but his whole body came to an electrifying halt at his next words.
"Can I blow you?"
He inhaled so sharply he choked, and couldn't figure out what he was supposed to say. "Oh, if you want," he said finally, shocked by Baekhyun's brazen audacity.
"I want," Baekhyun said, and the words were a low murmur, almost a purr. The blow-job in question almost became a moot point as he could have come in his pants from Baekhyun's voice alone if he'd kept talking after that. Fortunately, Baekhyun went to work immediately, pushing Chanyeol's tee-shirt up and kissing marks into his chest. He was so worked up by the time Baekhyun reached his lower body that he didn't think he was going to last long. Then he remembered how difficult it was the first time, and thought that Baekhyun would probably appreciate not having to work him over for too long.
He felt Baekhyun's initial hesitation, and was preparing to tell him that he didn't have to if he wasn't ready, when Baekhyun surprised him into choking again by taking him firmly in hand, stroking every inch of his erection and even venturing down into his pubes and balls before he worked up the courage to actually get his mouth on him. He sucked gently on just the tip, but Chanyeol had to wrench down hard on himself to keep from coming from that alone. He couldn't stop the noises that emerged from his mouth, however.
In the back of his mind, despite the repeated reassurances that the club had no bearing on their relationship, he couldn't help but remember that Baekhyun was a sub at heart, and that Sarang had stressed multiple times the importance of letting them know they were doing well, and that they were appreciated. The words, "Oh, that feels good," slipped out before he could stop them, but based on the pleased expression on Baekhyun's face, he didn't take them as they were meant - a dom expressing pleasure with a sub - but as a compliment.
After a few more minutes, not even Sarang's training could have held him back any longer. He yanked Baekhyun away from his body as he felt his orgasm overtaking him, not wanting to overwhelm him with too much at once and scare him away, and as he lay back enjoying the afterglow was surprised by Baekhyun running his fingers through the come and tasting it.
The action was surprisingly hot. "You're something else," he said. When he expected Baekhyun to fall into his arms, the slightly-older man put him off for weeks. When he expected the virgin to run screaming, he boldly sucked him off and then licked his come off his fingers.
"You're filthy," Baekhyun said, eyeing the rest of the mess cooling on his stomach. "Want a tissue?"
He did, but he was more tired out by their activity than he'd thought. "Think I'm ready for a nap," he said, forcing the words out past a yawn.
"How about a shower?" was Baekhyun's next suggestion. Chanyeol almost got sharp with him, thinking, What part of tired didn't make it through your head? but he edited himself at the last minute.
"Too much effort," he denied.
Baekhyun tried again. "How about a shower with me?"
Now that made an extreme difference. Chanyeol's body stirred, despite the physical impossibility of getting it up again so soon. Then caution overwhelmed his immediate reaction. "If we can get away with it," he said, thinking about what the others would say if they knew that the relationship was progressing apace. They collected the necessities and Chanyeol slipped into the bathroom first and waited for Baekhyun to join him.
It was surprisingly intimate, despite the fact that they did nothing sexual. Neither of them had the energy for it. When they were clean, Chanyeol fluffed his hair with the towel, and submitted when Baekhyun ruffled his hair right back. When they were both relatively dry and dressed, he returned to the bedroom and saw Kai going into his bedroom. He tidied the blankets and climbed into bed, leaving space for Baekhyun to lay next to him again if he chose. Baekhyun returned to the room shortly after he was done, and Chanyeol made the invitation before his courage gave out.
"Join me again? Just to sleep."
Baekhyun closed the door behind himself and smiled softly. "I think I could get to like this boyfriend thing," he said. "And don't be surprised if everyone knows tomorrow." At Chanyeol's questioning look, he explained. "Kai saw me."
Chanyeol grinned. "Everyone would have known sooner or later anyway. I'm not ashamed of you." By now the instinct to reassure the sub was ingrained. He didn't think Baekhyun would mind, even if he caught on to the true nature of the comments, if the way his face lit up was any indication.
"Well, just a warning. It's going to be sooner," Baekhyun said, trying to push off the reaction. Chanyeol let it go.
"That's fine," he said around a yawn, and curled closer. He was asleep before he could think of anything else to say.