Finding Love Forever

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Baekhyun's POV two weeks later
The acute mugginess and stickiness of the air hits him the moment they get out of the airport, it's as close as it was on their honeymoon. Not that they should expect a reprieve living in northern Asia, the whole continent suffers with what could only be described as waking in a hot bath, accept now instead of the smell of tropical sunscreen and the salty sea air it's the city's pollution that fills his nostrils. The long walk to Chanyeol's car stifling for more then just the stuffy air, their every move is being watched by the clicking of media cameras, he's chosen not to have his implants so high today but the cameras that's sound like clicking crickets can even be heard through his muted aids. His loving husband must know he's uncomfortable as he's moved slightly forward to shield him, making sure his arm is there rest for him to cling to like the spider monkey he is.

Pangs  of additional sadness fills him when he realises tonight there will be no magical seafront dinner under the swaying of palm trees and twinkling stars. It will be a take out and cuddles on their sofa, their amazing extended honeymoon is well and truly over.

Baekhyun can feel the heat on his cheeks at what they mainly did on their honeymoon, yes they did see some amazing sights but most of it he spent on his back, with his amazing sex god of a husband between his legs, making him make all kinds of noises he didn't know he could.

Flashbacks of their massive shared bathtub where he first learned what it was like to ride his husband, the lounge set on their balcony where he could be as vocal as he liked. The very first time he was taken from behind and on all fours, still remains the highlight of their trip, how they came to such an animalistic romp is still fuzzy, he's positive it was a result of the cocktails at sunset. What he does remember of that night is his orgasm, he's never cum so hard before, and all without his own manhood being touched to edge him over that cliff of desire. His orgasm was all down to the power of Chanyeol's hypnotic almost feral thrusts, it felt like it was the first time Chanyeol truly let go of his resolve to always be gentle. He himself loved it, he came so hard and so powerfully floating in a haze of lust and love, he was rendered blind for a moment, every part of his body pulsed with that endless euphoria. A euphoria so strong it forced him to fall down on to the bed covered in his endless own sticky orgasm, shaking as the force of his orgasm made every centimetre of skin tingle and blaze in a feeling unlike any thing else. Memories of that night still make his skin buzz and his stomach burn, and certainly not something he can share with his parents or Chanyeol's.

What ever he's thinking about is soon stop the moment he feels Chanyeol slip his arm out of his grasp, confused as to why he's not allowed to cling on like the monkey he's been doing for the last thirty minutes. All is made clear when his darling husband wraps the arm he was clinging too around his back drawing him ever closer as the flashes of the cameras and their white lights get brighter as they try to cross the road to the valet parking. His irrational hatred of all things related to those nosy cameras paling into insignificance as he manages to catch the words his husband whispers into his ears.

"I can tell from the sweet flush on your cheeks your thinking about that night last week kitten!"

Baekhyun can tell from the way his husband's shoulders are shaking that he's trying hard to laugh at the face hes surely making. He has no doubt his famous pout is back on his face, it's not really a night he's going to forget any time soon. Not so long ago his prior inexperienced self would absolutely be beyond embarrassed, at the way he's acted the last few weeks. It's enthralling to finally feel the confidence he's been missing for all his life, he can't help but feel empowered at his new found sensuality too. Something he's sure his whole body language has demanded more of, the need for each other he hopes doesn't die down anytime soon.

Not wanting to voice out what they have just been discussing, he moves his hands in a familiar dance they will never forget. I won't deny what I was thinking, I'd like to experience that again one day, now before you say I need to rest and relax I've been doing that for the last couple of weeks