Shitty Blind Dates (Chanbaek/Baekyeol)

Holy Shit

"Come on Baek" I chuckled. 

My arms were tightening around his waist, my face in the crook of his neck and shoulder, and I could feel him shiver beneath my lips.

Baekhyun whined in response and continued to struggle with opening the front door. His shaking hand was not cooperative at all. 

I kissed his neck, and dragged my teeth teasingly down it, leaving the skin red and angry. Baekhyun's legs were trembling and he leaned into my touch. I couldn't help myself and took a good sniff of his hair. He smelled amazing.

Baekhyun had always been very proper. 

He never speeded over the speed limit.

He always tipped the right amount of tips to waiters and waitresses. 

I have only heard him swear once when he was drunk.

 He's the definition of the perfect son. 

And yet, I think we at least should have gotten five speeding tickets based on how fast he drove us here. 

He even spat out a few swear words when I grabbed his thigh in the car, letting my hand teasingly wander upwards. 

I didn't know that swearing could make a person ten times hotter. 

Oh I had been wrong

Hearing Baekhyun swear was definitely a huge turn-on.

When he finally got the door unlocked, we both tumbled inside and I slammed the door shut behind us.
Before Baekhyun could blink, I had pressed him against the door and he moaned out in bliss when I pushed my lips against his again. 

Baekhyun grabbed at my hair hard with his hands, and gave it an extra tug when I bit down on his lower lip. I winced out in pain and parted our lips. Baekhyun stared up at me with a playful look in his eyes, his tongue licking at his lower lip. A cheeky smile on his face.

I nearly growled and smashed our lips together, pressing my body hard against his. Baekhyun's legs opened and I rubbed my thigh against his crotch. His hands were now around my neck and he gasped out of the kiss, his head slamming back against the door.

"Shit, shit, shit yes" he moaned out, and he sprawled his legs out even more for me. 

I rubbed my hips against his again, and Baekhyun's eyes rolled back, my knees going week. 

The friction felt heavenly. 

Baekhyuns hands were scratching down my back, probably leaving marks for tomorrow.
Angry red marks and a neck full of purple marks, it wasn't exactly anything new. 

Baekhyun seemed to love nuzzling and kissing my neck. 

Marking my neck, marking me as his.

I pressed my body even closer to his, and I felt Baekhyun take a better grip around my neck before he jumped.

 I grabbed at his thighs and his legs were tightened around my waist. Baekhyun grinned at me and our lips met. This kiss was softer than the others. Calm and loving.

We broke off the kiss since we were both out of breath.
Baekhyun's hair was a mess. His lips were red and swollen and his eyes dark. I almost moaned of the sight. He was truly stunning.

"Bedroom?" 

Baekhyun only rolled his eyes at me and began kissing my neck in a reply.
I gasped and almost lost him in the surprise. His hand tugged at my neck hair and I moaned out embarrassingly loud.


Thank god Baekhyun didn't have any next-door neighbours.

"Of course, you idiot" Baekhyun mumbled into my neck. I nodded and ran in the direction of Baekhyun's bedroom to the sound of the smaller male's giggles.

****

Kyungsoo stared at me in disbelief.

"You're kidding, right? Please tell me you're joking."



"Of course, not!"

Kyungsoo frowned and scratched his head. He looked so done. The black hair was staring to look like a mess. The man had pulled at his hair so much this evening. He sighed deeply before he continued.



"You're telling me, that instead of having mind-blowing sex with your boyfriend right now, you're here talking with me?"

"Ye-"

"Idiot!" Kyungsoo shouted and flicked my forehead.

I yelped out in pain and surprise. I rubbed my forehead and gave him an accusing look.


"What the hell is wrong with you?"


"I told you, we started fighting." I replied and Kyungsoo gave me one of his death glares.

"Be a little bit flexible for once in your goddamn life, Chanyeol." He moaned out in agony and grabbed his coffee cup. He trailed off into the kitchen, and I followed suit after.


"You know I never want to do that. I'm not like you." I growled back and Kyungsoo turned around fast as lighting and raised his fist in a threat. Kyungsoo was pissed now.

 
My eyes widened and I put my hands up in defence. Kyungsoo only scoffed at me and lowered his fist.

Right at that moment, Jongin came into the kitchen. His hair was ruffled and he looked sleepy. He yawned and scratched his neck, looking at the two of us looking like a question mark.

"What's going on?" his voice was dark and raspy from the nap.

Before I could reply Kyungsoo snapped;
"Mr. Park here won't bottom for his boyfriend. He ended up in an argument about it and ended the whole drama with no sex at all."

Jongin looked surprised, and then just sighed.
"Really, Chanyeol?"

"Wha-"

Jongin just shook his head and retreated into his bedroom, leaving me there with Kyungsoo.
Kyungsoo sat his coffee cup on the kitchen counter and rolled his eyes at me. 

"Hey, when did you two start talking?" I said and pointed accusingly at the black-haired man.

"And why are you even here? Is that Jongin's T-shi-"

His blush didn't go unnoticed when he made his way past me, cutting me off.

"Shut up and go sit on your boyfriend's dick already, you idiot." He shot back, and left me in the room alone with my mouth wide open. 

The smaller male turned around, narrowed his eyes at me, before he went into Kim Fucking Jongin's  room.

Holy shit