In Places

#9 - Porcelain

There is nothing more relaxing than submerging yourself in a tub filled with warm water and soap bubbles brushing against your skin the whole time. I enjoy baths like this, when I'm alone and when I want to think about certain things. There's something in the water that is calming enough to make my brain trail along thoughts worth remembering. It's during these kind of baths when I could trust myself to make decisions.

I turned on the stereo just before I opened the faucet for water. It's playing one of those Western songs I like; warm, soothing music that goes down to my bones. It's one of my guilty pleasures. I hummed with the songs as I closed my eyes, my fingers trailing my thigh underneath the water, forcing myself some comfort.

When the bathroom door bursts open, I didn't even bother opening my eyes to look. "You're up early," Chanyeol's voice came as he walked over the sink, probably grabbing a toothbrush. "Why didn't you wake me?"

I shrugged though probably, he wouldn't see. "You were snoring like a troll," I murmured. "I can't steal such peaceful face from you." I felt my lips curve into a smile and I sneak a peek, opening my eyes to see my future husband wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. If I like going around the cottage naked, well Chanyeol likes walking around with nothing but something to cover his manhood.

For the fifth time since we arrived here, I can again see ourselves in our very own home, waking up to moments like this one. Park Chanyeol gave me a lot of his firsts, and I gave him every mine. And I am willing to give him the remaining firsts if he likes.

Chanyeol walked over to the tub, stripping himself naked in the process. I sat upright to give him space, folding my legs against my chest. I let him sit across from me, where nothing in him could reach me but his foot. "You could sit on my lap," Chanyeol called, one arm outstretched for me.

"My butt hurts," I murmured, looking down. We had sex right at the middle of the kitchen and I think my body wanted to take a very sudden 'pause' from all those racking and thrusting and grabbing and coming. I do like making love with Park Chanyeol but I don't want my hole bleeding to death the next moment he enters me.

"What?" Chanyeol chuckled. "Baby, I won't ask you to make love with me, don't worry."

I bit my lip. "I don't trust... I don't trust myself."

Again, Chanyeol laughs. "I'm completely in control today, Baek." he said. "Come on. I just want you to be close enough to touch. I won't arouse you or anything. I promise."

Slowly, I raised my gaze to his eyes, frowning and desperately finding any sign of amusement or mischief. But before I could actually make up my mind, he's already pulling me to his lap until my back's pressed against his broad chest. For a moment, I tensed, especially when I felt his member sliding against my butt cheeks. But it's a wonder though when it didn't twitch or what. Maybe he's really in control today.