Cream Soda

Special: Chapter 4

You stepped out of the limousine, your husband taking your hand to help you out of the low car. as you stepped out, he put his free hand on the roof of the car so you wouldn't hit your head on the frame. when you were out, he fixed your hair for you and smiled. He put his arm around your waist and walked you into the building. you look up at him as you walk down the red carpet, lights flashing from the paparazzi lined up to snap pictures of you, Chanyeol, and the group behind you. Chanyeol tightened his arm around your waist, holding you close to him as you two got closer to the doors. He opened the door for you, letting you step in first then followed after you.

You noticed you were in the venue that was the set for Cream Soda, their newest music video. You were mesmerized by how beautiful the place was, looking at all the lights and colorful sections of the room. Xiumin and Baekhyun went straight to the bar, of course. everyone else went their separate ways, leaving you alone with Chanyeol. You walked around slowly, holding Chanyeol's hand behind you as you guided him around. He let you explore since he's been here countless times. You noticed a self-playing piano, watching it, entertained. As you listened to the song, you heard the instrumental version of Slave by Taemin playing. You looked back up to Chanyeol, giving him a look. Slave was a song you two choreographed together, so you started making the steps and pulled Chanyeol along with you, wanting to dance with him. He finally caved in and started to dance with you. Now, this dance was more of a private dance, so it consisted of a lot of grinding and touching on both your ends. The group noticed you two were dancing together, and they gathered around, cheering you two on. They 'whoo-ed' at the times Chanyeol grabbed your hips and pulled you against his or you pulled him by the tie, getting excited each time you did. Once the song was finally over, you two smiled at each other then turned at the group cheering for you. Xiumin started a toast, which Baekhyun came over and gave you two drinks—spiked cream soda. When Xiumin was done, you all clinked glasses then were met by the waiter guiding you to your table. You all followed after and you read the cards on the plates. Each one had names on it, so it was a matter of finding yours. When you did, you sat down, but noticed Chanyeol was sitting across the table rather than sitting next to you. You shrugged it off then talked with Sehun, who sat next to you. Seconds later platters were set on the table, the waiters lifting off the covers. They told you to dig in, which you did, and you got straight into eating the 4 courses they cooked for you. Everyone chatted among the table and Xiumin finally popped the question: How were you and Chanyeol doing. You looked at Chanyeol then started talking, explaining he was one of the best people you've met and despite everything that's happened, he has changed so much and improved himself. Chanyeol couldn't help but to smile at you while you spoke, his ears getting a little red.

"She just says that because he's a good fuc-" Baekhyun tried saying before getting slapped on the back of the head by Chen.

"I mean... he is.." you said with an evil smile, looking back at Chanyeol.

Under the table, you slipped off your heel and used your foot to run up his leg, to his thigh, and eventually to his crotch. Chanyeol stared at you with wide eyes, but it wasn't a surprised look. He looked at you with darts for eyes, and you couldn't help but to silently smile at yourself, looking away from him. Everyone else continued talking and you listened in, keeping your foot on Chanyeol's crotch. Chanyeol then suddenly cleared his throat, standing up, excusing himself from the meal with a gentle bow. He walked around the table and tapped on your shoulder, giving you that look. You nodded and gave it a second before getting up and excusing yourself as well. You walked in the direction that chanyeol did, trying to find where he went. You then entered the lounge area where you were met with a hand grabbing your wrist, and dragging you to the men's restroom. It was chanyeol. He shut the door behind you and locked it, pinning you against it. His head dropped down and started attacking your neck, his hands holding your wrists on each side of your head. You smiled, knowing he was going crazy from earlier.

"Why would you say that," he said in a breathy voice against your neck.

"Say what?" you asked, playing dumb.

Chanyeol groaned in your ear then lifted his head up, dragging you over to the bathroom sink. He pressed you against it, running his hands up your front as he pushed his erection into your back.

"You know what you said," he said quietly, kissing the back of your neck.

You smiled in pleasure and shook your head, biting your lip with a smile.

"No I don't," you said teasingly.

"Bitch-" he said under his breath, flipping up your skirt and hands immediately finding their way to your heat. He started to stimulate you, rubbing his hand in circles as his other made its way up your shirt. You enjoyed every bit of it. Chanyeol continued to kiss your neck, this time the other side.

"I need you." he said breathily, feeling his breath on your ear.

Your stomach twisted, holding onto the counter. You felt chanyeol move your underwear to the side then heard him unlatching his belt, knowing what's about to happen. You watch him through the mirror as he lined himself up with you, inserting himself into you slowly. You felt yourself fill up, realizing you tightened up since the last time you two fucked. You saw chanyeol's nose scrunch, knowing he felt it too.

"Fuuck, you're tight," he said quietly and breathily into your ear.

You smiled and watched all his expressions through the mirror as he put his hands on your hips and started to slowly thrust into you. Once he got adjusted, he started to thrust faster, sensations crawling all over your body. You bit your thumb nail to hold in moans, not wanting to get caught. Though, it was hard the faster Chanyeol went—obvious to make it a quickie. Chanyeol pulled out of you and flipped you around, picking you up and setting you on the counter. He stood between your legs, inserting himself again. He went rougher this time, having a better grip on you as he held onto the tops of your thighs, helping ram himself into you. You couldn't help but to let a few moans slip out, which Chanyeol noticed and put his hand over your mouth.

"Shh.." he hushed, leaning into your ear again.

Your eyes rolled back, putting one hand on the counter and the other on the back of Chanyeol's neck. Your fingers found their way to his hair, pulling at it. He grunted, but had a smile on his face, looking up at the ceiling then down to you. That only made him go harder, eventually cumming inside you with a final thrust. When he did, he fell into you, putting his head on your shoulder, breathing heavily. With a smile on your face, you wrapped your arms around his head, scratching his scalp.

"God, I missed you," he said under his breath.

When he finally gathered himself, he pulled out of you and pulled his pants back up, helping you off the counter. He helped shimmy your skirt back down and fixed your hair, making sure you looked nice. Though, you wanted a look for yourself in the mirror. As you touched up your makeup, Chanyeol leaned against the counter next to you, latching his belt back together. When you were done, you stood in front of him and he looked up at you through his brows with a sly smile on his face.

"What?" you ask, not liking the mischievous look on his face.

"Come here," he said, pulling you in with one hand on your waist.

Chanyeol put a hand under your chin, lifting your head up so he could kiss you deep and passionately. The kiss lasted for a good 30 seconds before he broke it, pulling away but keeping you close.

"I love you so much. Never forget that," he said, kissing the tip of your nose.

Face flushed, you hugged him, and he hugged you right back, holding your head close to his chest and patting the back of your head. When you two were ready, you two stood up and Chanyeol took your hand in his, guiding you out of the bathroom and back to the dining room. All the boys were still chatting, so you two could return silently, looking at each other from across the table, both trying to hold in a laugh.