Turn Up The Bright Lights

The Happiest Man In The World

To Chanyeol's everlasting relief, the worst Baekhyun suffered from their impromptu-makeout session on the couch was a minor cough that passed quickly. His own illness ran its course, and was defeated swiftly by the cold medicine Kris acquired. He was grateful when he and Baekhyun moved back into their own room; it had been exceedingly awkward to sleep in Tao and Kris' room. On top of that, he was pretty sure it was Chen who was supposed to be Kris' room-mate, and wondered when it changed.
With everything worked out between them all, and including the unexpected room-swap, Exo as a whole rose out of the whole debacle as a stronger unit than they'd been. Life went on mostly as usual for a few weeks, and then Chanyeol started to notice a change in Baekhyun's behaviour. It wasn't anything he could define precisely; it was more of a sense that something beneath the surface was changing. He continued to visit SiyahSarang, both with Baekhyun and alone, though there were no repeats of the 'double-date.' It was all arranged by Sarang; when they arrived together, Sarang took Baekhyun away to do whatever they did while Chanyeol was delivered into the hands of Lady Siyah or one of the other masters Sarang co-opted to train him.
Very occasionally, he arrived at the club alone and acted as Sarang's sub. He'd meant it when he said he preferred being a dom; regardless of that, there were times when he needed the release both physical and emotional from the stress of work and his relationship with Baekhyun and everything. He looked forward to the day when Baekhyun would sub for him willingly, a fact that both Sarang and Baekhyun himself alluded to on separate occasions. The only caveat was the reminder that it remain separate from their Exo-lives. As Exo, they were boyfriends and sometimes-lovers. To Baekhyun, that was all they needed to know, and Chanyeol agreed. But one day...
One day he would tie his own Claim around Baekhyun's throat.
Just thinking about it caused his blood to pound and race south, and an uncomfortable tightening in his pants.
As he made himself comfortable in bed one night, Baekhyun surprised him by climbing in next to him. Although they shared the bedroom, they didn't always sleep together. He didn't object, however, especially not when Baekhyun climbed on top of him and began kissing him.
When they broke apart to breathe, Chanyeol couldn't keep the grin off his face. "What brought this on? Not that I'm complaining," he hurried to add.
The look Baekhyun gave him was pure sex. "I've been thinking," he said.
Heat curled through his stomach. "About what?"
"I think we should sleep together."
It was the expected announcement, but it still sent a fresh surge of blood into his dick. "I can't find anything wrong with that statement," Chanyeol breathed, and was rewarded with Baekhyun's airy laugh.
"I thought you might like it." As he spoke, one hand drifted between their bodies. Baekhyun paused at finding Chanyeol already half-hard, but his lips quirked into a half-smile as he stroked and rubbed through the thin cotton of the rapper's pyjama pants. Chanyeol's breath caught in his throat as Baekhyun worked him up. It didn't take them long after that to shed their clothes, and Baekhyun - with another wicked smile - produced a bottle of lube from somewhere. If he'd thought about it, Chanyeol would have expected to have to guide Baekhyun through the process. He'd slept with girls and he'd had long, in-depth conversations with Sarang in addition to doing quite a lot of internet research, but Baekhyun surprised him yet again by seeming to know exactly what he was doing.
By the time the smaller man pushed into him, Chanyeol was on the edge and had to consciously hold on to his control. Baekhyun's beautiful, long-fingered hands were incredibly adept when he put them to certain uses. He rocked slowly, working his way in inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt in Chanyeol's body. It was intimate in ways Chanyeol never could have anticipated, and the expression on Baekhyun's face was blissed out.
"Are you okay?" the words slipped out without consulting his brain first. Baekhyun shushed him.
"Don't talk right now. Just... give me a minute or so." His voice was tight, and there were lines at the corners of his eyes. Concerned, Chanyeol was silent for a few seconds.
"Baekhyun, seriously, are you alright?"
"Fine! I'm fine!" His breath was coming fast, too. "I'm just afraid that if I move right now this is going to be over too fast." His cheeks were tinged pink, and as comprehension dawned, Chanyeol nearly laughed out loud. Mischievously, he tightened his muscles, and was delighted when Baekhyun moaned helplessly.
"Oh god! Don't do that!"
Chanyeol did it again just to be contrary, and then as if in retaliation, Baekhyun withdrew nearly all the way and slammed into him forcefully. A choked noise forced its way out of Chanyeol's throat at the sensations, and Baekhyun's eyes were glazed. "Omigod," he breathed, and did it again. Before too long, they had a quick rhythm going between them. Chanyeol braced his feet against the mattress and pushed up as Baekhyun thrust in; it was an almost embarrassingly short time before they were both coming.
Afterward, Chanyeol realised how sweaty they'd both become during the exertion. His body tingled pleasantly; it wasn't as overwhelming as playing with Sarang, but it was warmer and more exciting. He leaned over and kissed Baekhyun briefly. "I need a shower," he murmured.
Baekhyun flopped a hand at him. "I can't move," he mumbled back.
A grin plastered itself onto his face and refused to leave. "You know where to find me," Chanyeol said, and rolled off the mattress, wincing as new parts of his body throbbed into awareness. The pleasurable aftershocks were fading and he became increasingly aware of how sticky with sweat and other fluids he was. Wrinkling his nose, Chanyeol didn't waste any time wrapping a towel around his waist and making for the bathroom.
When he was clean, he found Baekhyun asleep on his mattress, but with his body still buzzing, he opted to join the others in the living room instead of laying down next to Baekhyun. He dressed in clean pyjamas and padded down the hallway, aware of the shit-eating grin on his face that wouldn't go away. Sehun noticed him and elbowed Suho. Jongin and Kyungsoo looked up in unison. The expressions on their faces made it clear that they all knew exactly what went on behind the closed door, but not even the friendly teasing could put a dent in his mood. When Baekhyun wandered out, sleepily rubbing his eyes, it sparked a new wave of snickers from the other members. Baekhyun either didn't notice, or like Chanyeol, didn't care. He merely curled up in Chanyeol's lap and went back to sleep.
Chanyeol curled around him, feeling like the luckiest, happiest man in the world.