lining up the dots [Baekhyun/Kris]
lining up the dots
EXO | Baekhyun/Kris | R | 5,643w
Fluff, Crack
Kris takes his turn to drive Baekhyun crazy with the Naver Line app.
Part Two of this. But you can pretty much read this by itself. :)
lining up the dots
Baekhyun has a secret.
He likes Kris more than he lets on. In fact, he just might be in love with him.
Baekhyun and Kris have been dating for a little over two months now. After such declarations of affection…and lust, they have finally settled into the nice groove of a romantic relationship. Kris comes over to the K dorm everyday just before breakfast so he and Baekhyun can cuddle on the sofa (“because cuddles are the best thing!” Baekhyun gushes) before their hectic day starts. In between schedules, they find time to exchange special smiles and subtly touch hands. At the end of the day, they snuggle under the blankets until Baekhyun falls asleep and Kris goes back to his own dorm.
The members especially tease them for it because they’ve never seen Baekhyun so pliant with anyone. Baekhyun always was his own man, leading his relationships and allowing people to lead just because he gives them permission to. He’s always had a soft spot for Kris, though. It was obvious with the way Baekhyun gravitates towards him whenever the whole group was together. It’s just never been more obvious now.
And then there’s Kris. Kris, who rarely smiles, and rarely ever shows affection. Jongdae always jokes that Kris would have a seizure if he ever so much shows that he cares. But he always has cared about Baekhyun, and it’s evident with the constant smiles he showers Baekhyun with, something the other members receive with horror. There’s just something bothersome about Kris’s two rows of teeth out in full force.
“Hey,” Kris slides onto the seat beside Baekhyun and puts an arm around him. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing,” Baekhyun says, pocketing his phone and snuggling into Kris’s embrace. He presses his nose to curve of his neck, breathing deeply and sending shivers through Kris. “What time do you leave tomorrow?”
“Our flight’s at 2AM,” Kris tells him, hugging him tighter, “so we’re actually leaving tonight.”
They’ve been lucky that their first two months have been uninterrupted by overseas travels. But the honeymoon period is over and they have to face the reality that Kris promotes in China and Baekhyun stays in Korea.
“Can I bring you to the airport?” Baekhyun asks, although he already knows the answer.
“Baekhyun,” Kris sighs a kiss to his hair.
“Just stay with me then,” Baekhyun quietly pleads, “until I fall asleep.”
Kris pulls away and tilts Baekhyun’s face towards him for a kiss.
These are things Baekhyun’s always dreamed of with Kris. His liking for the taller male stemmed from tremendous respect in his work ethic, the way he carried himself and took care of other people. Baekhyun’s always seen how Kris puts everyone else’s needs before his own. The EXO members are all pretty much well liked. But Baekhyun believes that there’s no one else who’s liked the way Kris is.
From the respect and friendship, Baekhyun suddenly found himself wanting more. He suddenly wished that his smiles meant something sweet and romantic. He hoped that the way Kris looked at him and sought him out meant that he wanted Baekhyun to be by his side. He dreamed that the way Kris put his arm around him meant that he wanted to keep him.
All just wishes, hopes and dreams. Until it became real.
And Baekhyun vows that he’d do anything to keep Kris and what they have.
-
Baekhyun giggles as he types something on his phone when it’s snatched away from him.
“Hey!” he yells fiercely at Sehun and tries to snatch it back.
“I’m sick of you smiling and giggling all the time!” Sehun pockets Baekhyun’s phone defiantly.
Joonmyun sighs in exasperation from where he’s going through schedules and stops to look at Sehun. “Sehun, give Baekhyun his phone back,” he quietly but firmly directs.
“Hyung!” Sehun looks betrayed. “Don’t tell me you’re okay with this. Baekhyun hyung has been irritating ever since-“
“Your panties are just in a twist because Lu Han hyung is in China,” Chanyeol deftly grabs Baekhyun’s phone from Sehun’s pocket and hands it back to the owner. Baekhyun shoots him a grateful smile. “At least Baekhyun’s being good sport about it.”
“I am being a good sport,” Baekhyun jumps in gleefully when he sees Kris’s new Line message for him.
“I hope his phone gets confiscated,” Sehun pokes his tongue out like the brat that he is before storming back into his room. “Or he gets tired of you or something.” Chanyeol runs after the maknae, assuring Baekhyun that he will avenge him.
Baekhyun rolls his eyes and turns his attention back to his phone. He doesn’t really listen much to Sehun. He is a brat after all. But something he’s said caught his attention. What if Kris does get tired of him? Lately, he has been less responsive to his messages and they barely speak on the phone anymore. Kris always says that they’ve been really busy and Baekhyun trusts him. But what if…?
He sends his boyfriend a few blowjob stickers just to tease him (and to ignore such poisonous thoughts) and laughs when Kris immediately replies back.
Except. It’s with a sticker that Kris has never sent him before.
Wu Yifan
Baekhyun stares at it for a full minute, trying to decipher what it means when Kris sends him a couple more of it.
Wu Yifan
He turns to Chanyeol to ask him about it but their manager calls for them to come down and get into the van.
He hurriedly messages Kris that he’s off to a schedule, telling him that he’d be MIA on Line for a couple of hours. He waits for a couple of seconds before he adds I miss you.
Kris doesn’t reply. Baekhyun tries to think nothing of it.
-
“Sehunnie!!!” Lu Han answers his phone with a flourish. “Hang on.” There are some sounds of shuffling. “Okay, I’m already in bed, all spread out for you. I’m wearing that lacey pink lingerie that you find so hot. Are we spreading me open or just-“
“Lu Han hyung,” Baekhyun coughs violently, voice slightly muffled as he buries his face into his pillow. “It’s Baekhyun,” he weakly continues.
There’s silence on the other line.
“Okay, I just got dressed,” Lu Han sounds pressed when he gets back on the line. “What the fuck are you doing calling me with Sehun’s phone?”
“I-“ Baekhyun coughs again, thoroughly unsure as to how to proceed now that he’s pretty sure he’s been scarred for all of eternity. “You weren’t answering my calls so I just thought I’d call you from Sehun’s phone.”
“I was busy,” Lu Han tells him. Then he sighs. “What did you need? You know you can always just call Kris. He’s been brooding these past few days and I’m not sure what to do with him. Should I get him for you?”
Baekhyun squeaks. “No!”
“O…kay.” Lu Han is quiet for a second. “Are you guys fighting? Because if you are, I don’t really want to get in the middle of it.”
“No,” Baekhyun replies, shaking his head even if Lu Han can’t see him. “There’s just something I wanted to ask you. Through Line.” Baekhyun moves his phone away from his ear and goes to a Line chat room with Lu Han. He presses send.
“This ridiculous,” Lu Han grumbles as he puts his mobile on speaker to check Baekhyun’s Line message. “We’re already on the phone and-oh. This sticker.”
“What does it mean?” Baekhyun anxiously asks. His knuckles are practically white with how tightly he’s gripping his phone.
“Oh Baekhyun,” Lu Han says. “Baekhyun, Baekhyun, Baekhyun.”
“Is it bad?” Baekhyun’s heart thumps loudly in his ribcage.
“It depends on your definition of bad,” Lu Han muses thoughtfully.
“Bad just means bad, hyung,” Baekhyun says, getting frustrated. “What does it mean?”
“Has Yifan been sending you this?” Lu Han asks. When Baekhyun quiets, he laughs really hard. “Of course. That ass.”
“Hyung,” Baekhyun is frowning now because there’s no way that sticker means anything good. “What does it mean?”
“You should ask Sehun instead,” Lu Han tells him.
“But-“
“This is to make up for you calling me through Sehun’s phone,” Lu Han cuts him off. “I’m not going to teach you this time.” He pauses. “Don’t send it back to Yifan, though. Unless you mean it. It has… consequences.”
Baekhyun frowns as he ends the call. He’s now pretty sure that sticker means something upsetting and so he would never send it back to Kris. But he wonders why Kris would send it to him.
-
They’re in the middle of a schedule, on break, when Baekhyun decides he’s going to pursue finding out what the stupid sticker meant. It’s been two days since he’s called Lu Han (or barged in on his traumatizing sexy time with Sehun). It’s also been two days of him messaging Kris with Kris replying all with the same sticker.
Duizhang, we’re on break from rehearsals. Chanyeol and Kyungsoo are being gross beside me. >_< I miss you ©
And for good measure, he adds
.
Wu Yifan
Me too.
Baekhyun frowns. He really doesn’t like that sticker. It looks like something you would send to someone you’re annoyed with. His eyes widen at this realization. He hopes that Kris isn’t starting to get annoyed with him.
Baekhyun, however, is slightly annoyed at Sehun, for planting that seed of doubt in his mind. So he sends it to Sehun.
He watches as the maknae gets his phone from his pocket in the middle of his conversation with Joonmyun and Jongin. Sehun’s smile is immediately wiped from his face when he sees the message. He looks up and searches for Baekhyun before he’s taking three strides towards him.
“Fuck you,” Sehun says.
Baekhyun freezes. “Sehun,” he starts.
“How dare you send this to me,” Sehun continues. “You cannot-I repeat, you cannot have my ass.“
“What,” Baekhyun chokes, “are you talking about?”
“My ass is sacred,” Sehun goes on. “It’s not just my dick that belongs to Lu Han, you know. My ass belongs to him and only him as well.”
Baekhyun merely stares at him, his train of thought dissolving completely with his brain.
Sehun stares back.
Baekhyun stares back.
“What the fuck is going on!” Sehun screams.
“I just… wanted to know what that sticker meant,” Baekhyun tells him in a small voice, playing with the hem of his shirt. “Duizhang has been sending it to me and I’m not sure if it’s a good thing.”
“Fuck this is too much information,” Sehun pulls at his hair.
“Look who’s talking!” Baekhyun blurts out then slaps his hands over his mouth when Sehun glares at him.
Sehun takes a deep breath and puts his hands on Baekhyun’s arms. “Listen to me, it’s perfectly fine,” he seriously shares. “No one will judge you if you end up liking it in the end.” He pulls back and smiles a little, looking a bit thoughtful. “At first I was really offended by it, too. I even felt slightly harassed. But it turns out that Lu Han hyung can do this thing with his fingers and god it feels like heaven.” Sehun shudders in seeming pleasure.
Baekhyun shudders in horror and confusion.
“You’d think that his small hands are a weakness, but no. No, no, no, no, no,” Sehun shakes his head, smirking. “They’re actually a strength and,” Sehun moans, causing Baekhyun to choke on his own breath. “Well,” he sighs with contentment. “It’s all good.” He wiggles his eyebrows up and down and Baekhyun just wants to be one with the floor.
“Why are you doing this to me,” Baekhyun really wants to cry. “What have I done to you for you to treat me this way.”
Sehun smiles at him like he hasn’t heard him. “Kris hyung’s hands are huge, like he has hands enough for two people. I’m pretty sure you’ll enjoy it.” He pats Baekhyun’s shoulder for good measure.
“You’re no help at all,” Baekhyun whimpers and runs away.
-
Baekhyun waits imploringly as he stares at his laptop screen. After Baekhyun had watched at least five Disney movies to wash away the things that Sehun had just said to him, he decides to ask someone closer to the source of his confusion.
He decides to ask Jongdae.
“How long has he been sending you this sticker again?” Jongdae asks for what Baekhyun feels like is the 10th time.
“Since last week,” Baekhyun patiently answers. “Two weeks after you guys left for China.”
“Hmm,” Jongdae muses, rubbing his chin the way an old man with a beard would.
“Is it a bad thing?” Baekhyun prompts fearfully.
Jongdae looks at him through the camera. “Baek, it’s like this,” he explains. “Sometimes, a man has needs, needs that can’t be expressed verbally.”
“Needs,” Baekhyun blankly repeats.
“Needs,” Jongdae agrees. “So Yifan ge is doing this because he has needs, because he clearly is a man, and is expressing it through Line stickers.” He nods, clearly satisfied with his explanation.
But Baekhyun is as confused as ever. “I still don’t get it,” he pouts. “What does he need?”
“Read between the lines,” Jongdae prods him encouragingly.
“…It’s a sticker? There are no lines,” Baekhyun says innocently. He takes a deep breath and squeezes his eyes shut as he hurriedly says the thing that he’s afraid of the most. “What if it means he’s breaking up with me!”
When Jongdae doesn’t reply, he opens one eye to peek at him.
“You are dumb,” Jongdae declares, making a face at him. “I’m done with you.”
Jongdae ends the Skype video chat without waiting for Baekhyun’s reaction. Baekhyun growls at his now blank screen. He jumps in surprise when he sees that Jongdae has sent him a Line message.
King Jongdae
What do you prefer, front or back? Top or bottom? Kekekekeke.
Baekhyun frowns and turns his phone off. He’s had enough teasing.
-
Kris has been less and less responsive to Baekhyun’s messages. He doesn’t even answer Baekhyun’s calls anymore, much less call him back. In the rare occasions that Kris does reply, all he replies with is that sticker that just increases the anxiety in Baekhyun’s heart.
Aside from Lu Han, Sehun and Jongdae, the most useless friends that he has, he’s also tried going to Jongin for help with it. But all Jongin said was no, he’s not going to help Baekhyun. Apparently Jongdae had told him about their conversation. He even tried talking to Chanyeol and Kyungsoo about it. But once Baekhyun showed them the sticker, Kyungsoo was just suddenly all over Chanyeol that Baekhyun felt it would be best if he showed himself out of the room.
Baekhyun doesn’t understand why no one seems to care that his relationship with Kris seems to be coming to an end. So he goes to the one person he hasn’t gone to yet, the one person he really doesn’t want to bother with things like this because he has enough on his plate to think about Baekhyun’s love life.
“Joonmyun hyung!” Baekhyun curls up to the leader’s side, not caring anymore if he’s disturbing his quiet time.
Joonmyun, ever the nice and caring leader, puts aside his book and wraps an arm around Baekhyun. “What’s wrong, Baek?”
“I think duizhang is breaking up with me,” Baekhyun quietly shares, burying his face in Joonmyun’s chest.
Joonmyun slightly tightens his hold on Baekhyun. “Why do you say that?”
“Because he keeps sending me this!” Baekhyun shoves his phone underneath Joonmyun’s nose and shows him the stickers that Kris has been sending him.
Joonmyun blinks. “Uh, I don’t think that’s-“
“What do I doooo?” Baekhyun whines.
“I’m sure it’s-“
“Is it because I don’t want to ride him, is that it?” Baekhyun muses. Joonmyun somewhat gags. “Because it’s not that I don’t want to-I want to, but I’m just shy.”
“Uh, great,” Joonmyun faintly pats his arm.
“Maybe if I offer my ass to him he’ll take me back,” Baekhyun proceeds, not knowing that he’s killing Joonmyun in the process.
Joonmyun tries to chuckle. “Go for it? I’m here to cheer you on.” He coughs. “Not that I’ll be watching or-“ He cuts himself off and closes his eyes. He’s not leader enough for things like this.
“Okay, okay that’s what I’ll do,” Baekhyun cheerfully declares, straightening up in his seat.
“Go get that dick?” Joonmyun urges him, smiling a little at Baekhyun’s cuteness. Baekhyun may be one of the eldest, but he’s certainly still one of the most innocent, definitely the most innocent in the whole of EXO-K at this point.
“I will get that dick!!!” Baekhyun cheers determinedly.
“Hwaiting!” Joonmyun encourages him.
“HWAITING!” Baekhyun practically yells. “I WILL CONQUER THAT DICK!”
-
Baekhyun is ready.
Kris’s room is clean. He’s replaced Kris’s sheets with special dark red ones, and, to help with the mood, he strategically put candles in places where there’s no danger of knocking them over. More importantly, he’s made sure that Minseok sleeps in Yixing’s room, making Lu Han sleep in Sehun’s room, in turn, kicking Joonmyun out. So Joonmyun is sleeping on the couch instead because Jongdae will be surely creeping into Jongin’s room.
Everything is set.
His phone buzzes on the table. It’s Minseok telling him that they’re pulling into the driveway of the dorm.
Taking a deep breath, he starts taking off his clothes.
He and Kris have never really had sex yet. Sure he’d given Kris blowjobs and Kris had given him blowjobs, on Line and off it, too, but they haven’t done anything else, aside from jerking each other off or dry humping each other.
The point is his dick hasn’t been in Kris’s ass and Kris’s dick hasn’t been in his ass.
So Baekhyun is nervous. Not just because this will be their first time. It’s not even because this will be Baekhyun’s first time. He’s nervous because he wants Kris to be happy. With him. But what if this isn’t enough to make Kris stay? What if not even sex with him will make Kris want him back?
He tries to push these thoughts out of his mind as he nakedly climbs on the bed, leaning his back on the headboard and crossing his ankles. It’s not very sexy to be thinking such depressing thoughts. And he wants to be sexy for Kris.
When Kris walks in, Baekhyun puts on his sexiest smirk.
“Baekhyun, what-“ Kris stops in his tracks, eyes wide and jaw slack. Slowly, he closes the door behind him, suddenly unsure how to make his limbs function at the sight he’s beholding.
Baekhyun widens his smirk, biting his lip in the process, and uncrosses his legs. “Welcome home,” he purrs.
Baekhyun’s heart is beating incredibly fast in his chest. It almost feels like it’s going to drum itself out and reveal to Kris that he has a lot of feelings for him and what is about to happen. But he swallows all the nervousness down, even when Kris is just standing there and not doing anything.
He gets up and slowly crawls across the bed, arching his back because he knows Kris finds it sexy. When he reaches Kris at the foot of the bed, he kneels up and makes his fingers dance over the fastenings of his button-up.
“Baekhyun, what’s all this?” Kris shudders as Baekhyun leans closer, his lips slightly grazing the line of his jaw.
“I hope you’re not tired,” Baekhyun gently trails the tip of his tongue down Kris’s neck. “I have certain… things planned for us this evening.” Pulling away, he smiles seductively at Kris. “But even if you are, it’s okay. You won’t have to lift a finger.” He bites Kris’s ear, letting his tongue graze his earlobe. “I’ll do all the work.”
Baekhyun smiles inwardly as Kris visibly shudders. He pushes Kris’s polo shirt off and throws it to the floor, proceeding then to pull at his wifebeater. Kris helps him with discarding that.
“What’s next?” Kris asks, voice rough as Baekhyun hungrily eyes the muscular expanse of Kris’s torso.
“This,” Baekhyun whispers before he kisses Kris full on the mouth.
Kris growls and pushes Baekhyun back on the bed as he fiercely kisses back. Baekhyun sighs into it, weaving his fingers through Kris’s hair, tugging at it when Kris pushes his tongue in his mouth.
Baekhyun’s kissed other people before. But none of them kissed him the way Kris does. None of them made him feel so warm and heated as if he was going to explode. None of them made him feel like electricity was surging through his skin with every nip of his lower lip or every time their tongue touched his. None of them made him feel like he could do this forever. Because he feels all of that with Kris, and more. He feels like he could do this forever; kiss him and more, and just give because he never feels afraid that Kris is going to just take without consequence or without giving justice to it. Baekhyun gives, Kris takes, and everything is just worth it.
He moves away from Kris’s lips and presses hurried and excited kisses along his jaw and down his neck. Kris tilts his head back, giving Baekhyun all the access that he needs, and Baekhyun’s heart swells with warmth and heat because Kris never holds back when it comes to Baekhyun.
“You’re too clothed,” Baekhyun bites on that spot where Kris’s neck meets his shoulder and cants his hips up to grind with his.
“Fuck,” Kris groans. He pushes Baekhyun back and eagerly licks down his chest, a tongue swirling on a nipple. “You’re so hot.”
Kris sits up and unbuckles his belt. But before he can unbutton his pants, Baekhyun stops him. He takes Kris’s pants off for him, slowly, brushing the throbbing in between his legs ever so casually.
Lying back down, Baekhyun pulls Kris’s hips closer until Kris is practically straddling Baekhyun’s neck. He looks at Kris through dark eyes and smiles at him as he takes Kris’s cock in his hand. “Let me,” he insists, his tone full of desire and promise.
He takes Kris in his mouth, inch by inch, unhurried. He’s done this countless of times, but he still loves how his mouth feel stretched around Kris, how he automatically swallows when Kris’s tip touches the back of his throat, and how Kris quivers in pleasure.
Kris starts thrusting towards him, hips stuttering, because Kris doesn’t want to hurt him or make him feel uncomfortable. Baekhyun knows that if he says no, Kris will stop without question. It’s always been like that in all the times they’ve done things. They’ve always had trust between them. It’s one of the things Baekhyun doesn’t want to lose. But if he loses Kris, he knows things will change because something will have caused it to change. Baekhyun will try to get it back whatever it is.
“Baekhyun, I’m going to-“
Baekhyun’s mouth feels empty when he pulls away. He pushes Kris back and sits up to kiss him, his tongue swirling inside Kris’s mouth to make sure that he knows what he tastes like, sweet and so Kris. “Not yet,” he whispers, catching Kris’s lower lip between his teeth and pulling away.
He pushes Kris to lie back on the bed, kissing him. It’s not that he’s trying to prolong what’s about to happen. He’s just taking his time kissing Kris because he likes Kris. A lot. Maybe even more. And he wants to make sure that Kris knows this so he kisses him with his whole heart on the line.
When he pulls away, Kris’s lips are red and full of Baekhyun’s whispered love, just the way he wants it to be.
“Where are you going?” Kris huskily asks when Baekhyun leaves him momentarily cold to grab something on his bedside drawer.
Baekhyun comes back with a bottle that he’s always had but never really used. Kris’s eyes widen and he attempts to sit up. Baekhyun shuts him up with his eyes.
He opens the bottle and coats a general amount around his finger. Closing it, he subtly takes a deep breath before reaching behind him. He’s never had anything inside his ass and now he knows why. It’s impossibly tight and inserting just one finger, even with the lube, makes him hiss in pain.
Kris runs a hand up his thigh, squeezing gently. Baekhyun opens his eyes to look at him, not realizing he had closed them. Kris is watching him, desire evident in his eyes, along with something else.
“Go slow,” Kris tells him, a small smirk painting his handsome features. His eyes move down to where Baekhyun’s hand has stilled moving in him. The way Baekhyun preps himself is not by someone who’s experienced and Kris knows this just by how tense Baekhyun is straddled against him. “I find it sexier when it’s done really slowly,” he adds, rubbing his hand up and down his thigh. “Even so,” he reaches a hand up to cup Baekhyun’s neck and pull him towards him, “I think you’re already very sexy.”
Baekhyun sighs into the kiss, his shoulders easing. He starts moving his finger, adding a second one shortly after. It’s slightly more painful but, at the same time, it’s okay. Especially when Kris is kissing him and pumping his cock with his big hand.
Kris swallows his groan when he adds a third finger. The lube is trickling down his legs and his arm is starting to feel cramped, but he doesn’t care. He’s starting to feel that heat pooling down his belly and he knows it’s about to feel really good. He takes his hand out and sits back up.
Baekhyun’s eyes are on Kris when he slowly sinks down on him. Kris is much, much bigger than three of his fingers combined and the burn is painful, but he keeps going. He can feel Kris tensing underneath him, biting his lip as he tries not to groan out loud in want, and he wants nothing more than for Kris to want him.
Kris is fully inside him and he has this urge to just lift himself up and slam himself back down. He can sense that it will feel good, but he also knows it will hurt the first time. He braces himself to do so, but Kris grabs his hand and sits up.
“One second,” Kris whispers as he presses his lips against Baekhyun’s again.
The kiss is sweet and full of something that Baekhyun hopes is really there. He wraps his arms around Kris’s neck and kisses him back, reveling in the feeling that they are connected in more ways than one.
Baekhyun knows what Kris is doing. Kris is guiding him, taking care of him, because Baekhyun’s sure it’s pretty obvious that he’s never done this before, and, if just for that, Baekhyun just wants to do this more for him.
He presses his palms on Kris’s chest, making him lie back down.
“Let me,” Baekhyun repeats as he slowly starts the ride.
-
“Well that was…” Kris says as he tries to even his breathing out.
“Yeah,” Baekhyun agrees, chest heaving up and down. “Wow.”
“You were amazing,” Kris says. He wraps his arm around Baekhyun as Baekhyun snuggles towards him. “I missed you,” he says, pressing a tender kiss on his forehead. “I really, really did.”
“Mmm,” Baekhyun fuzzily smiles, nuzzling Kris’s collarbone. “Does this mean you won’t leave me?”
Kris stills, confusion marring his face. “What are you talking about?”
“I just…” Baekhyun starts tracing uncertain lines on Kris’s chest with his fingers. “I know we haven’t really had sex ever since we got together, just touching and all that. I know it’s been boring, but-“
“Baekhyun, what are you saying?” Kris interrupts him.
“I’m saying that maybe…” Baekhyun closes his eyes. “Maybe I like you a lot, much more than I’ve said or showed.” He bites his lips uncertainly and continues in a whisper, “and I’d do anything to keep you.”
“But you have me,” Kris tells him. “I don’t understand. What-“
Baekhyun shifts in Kris’s embrace, eyes finally opening, but refusing to meet Kris’s. “You were about to breakup with me,” he shares. “So I tried thinking of something to make you stay.”
Kris’s arm around him tightens. “Baekhyun,” he tries to make Baekhyun look at him to no avail, “did you do this because-fuck. What ever made you think I was breaking up with you?”
Baekhyun sits up, frowning, as he grabs his phone from the bedside table. He tinkers with it for a bit before giving it to Kris. It’s their Line chat room filled with the stickers that Kris has been sending him.
“You’ve been sending me this,” Baekhyun tries to explain, eyes focused on the dark red sheets.
Baekhyun tries not to let his panic show. He knows that Kris isn’t exactly happy with the seeming fact that he had sex with him just for making him stay. Except it’s not entirely true. While he maintains that he did it to keep Kris, he also did it because he wanted to. He didn’t just want Kris to want him. Baekhyun wants him, too, and so he did it.
His eyes flutter casually towards Kris, who is gaping at him.
“All I wanted was to touch your ass!” Kris blurts out.
“What?” Baekhyun is now confused. What does that have to do with anything?
“I wanted to touch your ass because it’s so round and looks so pert and-“ He clears his throat. “This is a butt-touching sticker!” Kris tries to explain calmly, giving Baekhyun back his phone.
Baekhyun looks at the sticker and tries to figure out how it could be a butt-touching sticker. “But it looked like you were getting tired of me,” he defends himself, pointing at the sticker. “The tall, annoyed one is you and the sad, wide-eyed one is me.”
“Baekhyun,” Kris pulls and cuddles him. He closes his eyes and kisses Baekhyun’s hair. “So you did this because you thought…?”
“Yeah,” Baekhyun quietly agrees. “I told you…” He leans upward and kisses Kris’s cheek. “…I’d do anything.”
“Look at me. Hey, Baekhyun,” Kris gently calls. Baekhyun tilts his head to meet Kris’s ardent gaze. “Remember what I said before?”
“What?” Baekhyun asks.
“This isn’t about the sex for me,” Kris repeats the words, remembering how everything had started between the two of them.
Baekhyun’s eyes widen at the memory. Oh. “Oh,” Baekhyun whispers in amazement.
Baekhyun takes in the way Kris looks at him, the way he holds him, the way Kris makes sure that Baekhyun’s body fit perfectly against his, and realizes that, maybe, Kris likes him more than he lets on, too.
“I’m sorry you had to do this,” Kris tells him sincerely and Baekhyun just wants to smother him in kisses. Because the sex was amazing and Baekhyun can’t ever bring himself to be sorry for it no matter how hard he tries.
Baekhyun shakes his head. “No. I wanted this, too,” he assures him with a smile. “Besides, you finally got your wish.”
“What wish?” Kris wonders aloud.
Baekhyun gives him a cheeky smile. “My ass. You have it now,” he reminds him. “It’s all yours.”
-
“Are we finally done with your dumb shit?” Jongdae asks as Baekhyun takes a seat across from him in the kitchen. Sehun, Lu Han and Joonmyun look up interestedly.
“Yes,” Baekhyun serenely tells them.
“I take that it went well,” Lu Han smirks.
“What do you think?” Baekhyun smirks back.
“Well done, child,” Lu Han pats him on the back. “You are finally growing up.”
“So were Yifan ge’s needs satisfied?” Jongdae wiggles his eyebrows up and down.
“If I do say so myself,” Baekhyun answers unhesitatingly.
“So is it good like how I told you it would be?” Sehun snickers. “Did he stick it up to you and work his magic?”
“Sehun, don’t be so crude,” Joonmyun chides him.
“It’s better,” Baekhyun gushes, showing Joonmyun that he’s fine with Sehun’s crudeness. “The way I sunk down towards him, his dick sliding up my ass…” He groans in pleasure, making Lu Han’s and Jongdae’s jaws drop, Joonmyun cover his face, and Sehun’s face turn a very deep red. “It was amazing. It was painful in the beginning, as all first times are, but when I started riding him… god, it was perfect.”
“You rode him on your first time?” Jongdae chokes out.
Baekhyun smiles winningly. “Joonmyun hyung told me to get that dick and I got that dick,” he tells them proudly.
Jongdae laughs weakly. Joonmyun just looks like he wants to cry, but doesn’t know how to start. Sehun, meanwhile, looks like he’s mentally preparing to fling himself out of the window.
“Congratulations,” Lu Han applauds. “So what’s next?”
“I don’t really want to know,” Sehun suddenly yells and runs out of the kitchen. Lu Han, concerned, runs after his boyfriend, while Jongdae and Joonmyun both just smile and slink out of the kitchen.
Baekhyun smiles and takes his phone out.
Hey, he Line messages Kris.
Wu Yifan
Hey! The meeting is wrapping up. I’ll be back in 30 minutes or so.
Baekhyun smiles and presses send.
It takes Kris a while to respond and Baekhyun knows it’s because Kris is taken aback.
Wu Yifan
Does this mean what I think it means?
Yes, your ass is mine, too, Baekhyun instantly replies, quite excitedly. Also, I want to buy some ropes.
Wu Yifan
Why?
Baekhyun smiles almost evilly as he presses send.
Author's Notes:
Uh, Happy Valentine's Day in advance? LOL.
Part 2 of the Line Saga. I say Saga because it sounds a bit cooler than AU. ^^
So this is a thing that happened. Just like how Luhan's face is a face that happened or how Kris is a person that happened. Yep. I can't even apologize for this because it is what it is. LOL.
Special thanks to atmest. Everything in this universe is her fault. It's the Line sticker's fault, too. Why do they look so rated? Hmm. Or is it my brain?
Another special thanks to drainbamage954 as well because she is my wife and she doesn't get scared with the porn and other things that I share with her. She's under an obligation not to. LOL. And because she sort of beta'd parts of this for me and made sure that the R part was actually enjoyable. Thank you! <3
And thanks to you, who suffered through reading another one of this. I hope you liked it anyway! :D
EXO | Baekhyun/Kris | R | 5,643w
Fluff, Crack
Kris takes his turn to drive Baekhyun crazy with the Naver Line app.
Part Two of this. But you can pretty much read this by itself. :)
lining up the dots
Baekhyun has a secret.
He likes Kris more than he lets on. In fact, he just might be in love with him.
Baekhyun and Kris have been dating for a little over two months now. After such declarations of affection…and lust, they have finally settled into the nice groove of a romantic relationship. Kris comes over to the K dorm everyday just before breakfast so he and Baekhyun can cuddle on the sofa (“because cuddles are the best thing!” Baekhyun gushes) before their hectic day starts. In between schedules, they find time to exchange special smiles and subtly touch hands. At the end of the day, they snuggle under the blankets until Baekhyun falls asleep and Kris goes back to his own dorm.
The members especially tease them for it because they’ve never seen Baekhyun so pliant with anyone. Baekhyun always was his own man, leading his relationships and allowing people to lead just because he gives them permission to. He’s always had a soft spot for Kris, though. It was obvious with the way Baekhyun gravitates towards him whenever the whole group was together. It’s just never been more obvious now.
And then there’s Kris. Kris, who rarely smiles, and rarely ever shows affection. Jongdae always jokes that Kris would have a seizure if he ever so much shows that he cares. But he always has cared about Baekhyun, and it’s evident with the constant smiles he showers Baekhyun with, something the other members receive with horror. There’s just something bothersome about Kris’s two rows of teeth out in full force.
“Hey,” Kris slides onto the seat beside Baekhyun and puts an arm around him. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing,” Baekhyun says, pocketing his phone and snuggling into Kris’s embrace. He presses his nose to curve of his neck, breathing deeply and sending shivers through Kris. “What time do you leave tomorrow?”
“Our flight’s at 2AM,” Kris tells him, hugging him tighter, “so we’re actually leaving tonight.”
They’ve been lucky that their first two months have been uninterrupted by overseas travels. But the honeymoon period is over and they have to face the reality that Kris promotes in China and Baekhyun stays in Korea.
“Can I bring you to the airport?” Baekhyun asks, although he already knows the answer.
“Baekhyun,” Kris sighs a kiss to his hair.
“Just stay with me then,” Baekhyun quietly pleads, “until I fall asleep.”
Kris pulls away and tilts Baekhyun’s face towards him for a kiss.
These are things Baekhyun’s always dreamed of with Kris. His liking for the taller male stemmed from tremendous respect in his work ethic, the way he carried himself and took care of other people. Baekhyun’s always seen how Kris puts everyone else’s needs before his own. The EXO members are all pretty much well liked. But Baekhyun believes that there’s no one else who’s liked the way Kris is.
From the respect and friendship, Baekhyun suddenly found himself wanting more. He suddenly wished that his smiles meant something sweet and romantic. He hoped that the way Kris looked at him and sought him out meant that he wanted Baekhyun to be by his side. He dreamed that the way Kris put his arm around him meant that he wanted to keep him.
All just wishes, hopes and dreams. Until it became real.
And Baekhyun vows that he’d do anything to keep Kris and what they have.
-
Baekhyun giggles as he types something on his phone when it’s snatched away from him.
“Hey!” he yells fiercely at Sehun and tries to snatch it back.
“I’m sick of you smiling and giggling all the time!” Sehun pockets Baekhyun’s phone defiantly.
Joonmyun sighs in exasperation from where he’s going through schedules and stops to look at Sehun. “Sehun, give Baekhyun his phone back,” he quietly but firmly directs.
“Hyung!” Sehun looks betrayed. “Don’t tell me you’re okay with this. Baekhyun hyung has been irritating ever since-“
“Your panties are just in a twist because Lu Han hyung is in China,” Chanyeol deftly grabs Baekhyun’s phone from Sehun’s pocket and hands it back to the owner. Baekhyun shoots him a grateful smile. “At least Baekhyun’s being good sport about it.”
“I am being a good sport,” Baekhyun jumps in gleefully when he sees Kris’s new Line message for him.
“I hope his phone gets confiscated,” Sehun pokes his tongue out like the brat that he is before storming back into his room. “Or he gets tired of you or something.” Chanyeol runs after the maknae, assuring Baekhyun that he will avenge him.
Baekhyun rolls his eyes and turns his attention back to his phone. He doesn’t really listen much to Sehun. He is a brat after all. But something he’s said caught his attention. What if Kris does get tired of him? Lately, he has been less responsive to his messages and they barely speak on the phone anymore. Kris always says that they’ve been really busy and Baekhyun trusts him. But what if…?
He sends his boyfriend a few blowjob stickers just to tease him (and to ignore such poisonous thoughts) and laughs when Kris immediately replies back.
Except. It’s with a sticker that Kris has never sent him before.
Wu Yifan
Baekhyun stares at it for a full minute, trying to decipher what it means when Kris sends him a couple more of it.
Wu Yifan
He turns to Chanyeol to ask him about it but their manager calls for them to come down and get into the van.
He hurriedly messages Kris that he’s off to a schedule, telling him that he’d be MIA on Line for a couple of hours. He waits for a couple of seconds before he adds I miss you.
Kris doesn’t reply. Baekhyun tries to think nothing of it.
-
“Sehunnie!!!” Lu Han answers his phone with a flourish. “Hang on.” There are some sounds of shuffling. “Okay, I’m already in bed, all spread out for you. I’m wearing that lacey pink lingerie that you find so hot. Are we spreading me open or just-“
“Lu Han hyung,” Baekhyun coughs violently, voice slightly muffled as he buries his face into his pillow. “It’s Baekhyun,” he weakly continues.
There’s silence on the other line.
“Okay, I just got dressed,” Lu Han sounds pressed when he gets back on the line. “What the fuck are you doing calling me with Sehun’s phone?”
“I-“ Baekhyun coughs again, thoroughly unsure as to how to proceed now that he’s pretty sure he’s been scarred for all of eternity. “You weren’t answering my calls so I just thought I’d call you from Sehun’s phone.”
“I was busy,” Lu Han tells him. Then he sighs. “What did you need? You know you can always just call Kris. He’s been brooding these past few days and I’m not sure what to do with him. Should I get him for you?”
Baekhyun squeaks. “No!”
“O…kay.” Lu Han is quiet for a second. “Are you guys fighting? Because if you are, I don’t really want to get in the middle of it.”
“No,” Baekhyun replies, shaking his head even if Lu Han can’t see him. “There’s just something I wanted to ask you. Through Line.” Baekhyun moves his phone away from his ear and goes to a Line chat room with Lu Han. He presses send.
“This ridiculous,” Lu Han grumbles as he puts his mobile on speaker to check Baekhyun’s Line message. “We’re already on the phone and-oh. This sticker.”
“What does it mean?” Baekhyun anxiously asks. His knuckles are practically white with how tightly he’s gripping his phone.
“Oh Baekhyun,” Lu Han says. “Baekhyun, Baekhyun, Baekhyun.”
“Is it bad?” Baekhyun’s heart thumps loudly in his ribcage.
“It depends on your definition of bad,” Lu Han muses thoughtfully.
“Bad just means bad, hyung,” Baekhyun says, getting frustrated. “What does it mean?”
“Has Yifan been sending you this?” Lu Han asks. When Baekhyun quiets, he laughs really hard. “Of course. That ass.”
“Hyung,” Baekhyun is frowning now because there’s no way that sticker means anything good. “What does it mean?”
“You should ask Sehun instead,” Lu Han tells him.
“But-“
“This is to make up for you calling me through Sehun’s phone,” Lu Han cuts him off. “I’m not going to teach you this time.” He pauses. “Don’t send it back to Yifan, though. Unless you mean it. It has… consequences.”
Baekhyun frowns as he ends the call. He’s now pretty sure that sticker means something upsetting and so he would never send it back to Kris. But he wonders why Kris would send it to him.
-
They’re in the middle of a schedule, on break, when Baekhyun decides he’s going to pursue finding out what the stupid sticker meant. It’s been two days since he’s called Lu Han (or barged in on his traumatizing sexy time with Sehun). It’s also been two days of him messaging Kris with Kris replying all with the same sticker.
Duizhang, we’re on break from rehearsals. Chanyeol and Kyungsoo are being gross beside me. >_< I miss you ©
And for good measure, he adds
.
Wu Yifan
Me too.
Baekhyun frowns. He really doesn’t like that sticker. It looks like something you would send to someone you’re annoyed with. His eyes widen at this realization. He hopes that Kris isn’t starting to get annoyed with him.
Baekhyun, however, is slightly annoyed at Sehun, for planting that seed of doubt in his mind. So he sends it to Sehun.
He watches as the maknae gets his phone from his pocket in the middle of his conversation with Joonmyun and Jongin. Sehun’s smile is immediately wiped from his face when he sees the message. He looks up and searches for Baekhyun before he’s taking three strides towards him.
“Fuck you,” Sehun says.
Baekhyun freezes. “Sehun,” he starts.
“How dare you send this to me,” Sehun continues. “You cannot-I repeat, you cannot have my ass.“
“What,” Baekhyun chokes, “are you talking about?”
“My ass is sacred,” Sehun goes on. “It’s not just my dick that belongs to Lu Han, you know. My ass belongs to him and only him as well.”
Baekhyun merely stares at him, his train of thought dissolving completely with his brain.
Sehun stares back.
Baekhyun stares back.
“What the fuck is going on!” Sehun screams.
“I just… wanted to know what that sticker meant,” Baekhyun tells him in a small voice, playing with the hem of his shirt. “Duizhang has been sending it to me and I’m not sure if it’s a good thing.”
“Fuck this is too much information,” Sehun pulls at his hair.
“Look who’s talking!” Baekhyun blurts out then slaps his hands over his mouth when Sehun glares at him.
Sehun takes a deep breath and puts his hands on Baekhyun’s arms. “Listen to me, it’s perfectly fine,” he seriously shares. “No one will judge you if you end up liking it in the end.” He pulls back and smiles a little, looking a bit thoughtful. “At first I was really offended by it, too. I even felt slightly harassed. But it turns out that Lu Han hyung can do this thing with his fingers and god it feels like heaven.” Sehun shudders in seeming pleasure.
Baekhyun shudders in horror and confusion.
“You’d think that his small hands are a weakness, but no. No, no, no, no, no,” Sehun shakes his head, smirking. “They’re actually a strength and,” Sehun moans, causing Baekhyun to choke on his own breath. “Well,” he sighs with contentment. “It’s all good.” He wiggles his eyebrows up and down and Baekhyun just wants to be one with the floor.
“Why are you doing this to me,” Baekhyun really wants to cry. “What have I done to you for you to treat me this way.”
Sehun smiles at him like he hasn’t heard him. “Kris hyung’s hands are huge, like he has hands enough for two people. I’m pretty sure you’ll enjoy it.” He pats Baekhyun’s shoulder for good measure.
“You’re no help at all,” Baekhyun whimpers and runs away.
-
Baekhyun waits imploringly as he stares at his laptop screen. After Baekhyun had watched at least five Disney movies to wash away the things that Sehun had just said to him, he decides to ask someone closer to the source of his confusion.
He decides to ask Jongdae.
“How long has he been sending you this sticker again?” Jongdae asks for what Baekhyun feels like is the 10th time.
“Since last week,” Baekhyun patiently answers. “Two weeks after you guys left for China.”
“Hmm,” Jongdae muses, rubbing his chin the way an old man with a beard would.
“Is it a bad thing?” Baekhyun prompts fearfully.
Jongdae looks at him through the camera. “Baek, it’s like this,” he explains. “Sometimes, a man has needs, needs that can’t be expressed verbally.”
“Needs,” Baekhyun blankly repeats.
“Needs,” Jongdae agrees. “So Yifan ge is doing this because he has needs, because he clearly is a man, and is expressing it through Line stickers.” He nods, clearly satisfied with his explanation.
But Baekhyun is as confused as ever. “I still don’t get it,” he pouts. “What does he need?”
“Read between the lines,” Jongdae prods him encouragingly.
“…It’s a sticker? There are no lines,” Baekhyun says innocently. He takes a deep breath and squeezes his eyes shut as he hurriedly says the thing that he’s afraid of the most. “What if it means he’s breaking up with me!”
When Jongdae doesn’t reply, he opens one eye to peek at him.
“You are dumb,” Jongdae declares, making a face at him. “I’m done with you.”
Jongdae ends the Skype video chat without waiting for Baekhyun’s reaction. Baekhyun growls at his now blank screen. He jumps in surprise when he sees that Jongdae has sent him a Line message.
King Jongdae
What do you prefer, front or back? Top or bottom? Kekekekeke.
Baekhyun frowns and turns his phone off. He’s had enough teasing.
-
Kris has been less and less responsive to Baekhyun’s messages. He doesn’t even answer Baekhyun’s calls anymore, much less call him back. In the rare occasions that Kris does reply, all he replies with is that sticker that just increases the anxiety in Baekhyun’s heart.
Aside from Lu Han, Sehun and Jongdae, the most useless friends that he has, he’s also tried going to Jongin for help with it. But all Jongin said was no, he’s not going to help Baekhyun. Apparently Jongdae had told him about their conversation. He even tried talking to Chanyeol and Kyungsoo about it. But once Baekhyun showed them the sticker, Kyungsoo was just suddenly all over Chanyeol that Baekhyun felt it would be best if he showed himself out of the room.
Baekhyun doesn’t understand why no one seems to care that his relationship with Kris seems to be coming to an end. So he goes to the one person he hasn’t gone to yet, the one person he really doesn’t want to bother with things like this because he has enough on his plate to think about Baekhyun’s love life.
“Joonmyun hyung!” Baekhyun curls up to the leader’s side, not caring anymore if he’s disturbing his quiet time.
Joonmyun, ever the nice and caring leader, puts aside his book and wraps an arm around Baekhyun. “What’s wrong, Baek?”
“I think duizhang is breaking up with me,” Baekhyun quietly shares, burying his face in Joonmyun’s chest.
Joonmyun slightly tightens his hold on Baekhyun. “Why do you say that?”
“Because he keeps sending me this!” Baekhyun shoves his phone underneath Joonmyun’s nose and shows him the stickers that Kris has been sending him.
Joonmyun blinks. “Uh, I don’t think that’s-“
“What do I doooo?” Baekhyun whines.
“I’m sure it’s-“
“Is it because I don’t want to ride him, is that it?” Baekhyun muses. Joonmyun somewhat gags. “Because it’s not that I don’t want to-I want to, but I’m just shy.”
“Uh, great,” Joonmyun faintly pats his arm.
“Maybe if I offer my ass to him he’ll take me back,” Baekhyun proceeds, not knowing that he’s killing Joonmyun in the process.
Joonmyun tries to chuckle. “Go for it? I’m here to cheer you on.” He coughs. “Not that I’ll be watching or-“ He cuts himself off and closes his eyes. He’s not leader enough for things like this.
“Okay, okay that’s what I’ll do,” Baekhyun cheerfully declares, straightening up in his seat.
“Go get that dick?” Joonmyun urges him, smiling a little at Baekhyun’s cuteness. Baekhyun may be one of the eldest, but he’s certainly still one of the most innocent, definitely the most innocent in the whole of EXO-K at this point.
“I will get that dick!!!” Baekhyun cheers determinedly.
“Hwaiting!” Joonmyun encourages him.
“HWAITING!” Baekhyun practically yells. “I WILL CONQUER THAT DICK!”
-
Baekhyun is ready.
Kris’s room is clean. He’s replaced Kris’s sheets with special dark red ones, and, to help with the mood, he strategically put candles in places where there’s no danger of knocking them over. More importantly, he’s made sure that Minseok sleeps in Yixing’s room, making Lu Han sleep in Sehun’s room, in turn, kicking Joonmyun out. So Joonmyun is sleeping on the couch instead because Jongdae will be surely creeping into Jongin’s room.
Everything is set.
His phone buzzes on the table. It’s Minseok telling him that they’re pulling into the driveway of the dorm.
Taking a deep breath, he starts taking off his clothes.
He and Kris have never really had sex yet. Sure he’d given Kris blowjobs and Kris had given him blowjobs, on Line and off it, too, but they haven’t done anything else, aside from jerking each other off or dry humping each other.
The point is his dick hasn’t been in Kris’s ass and Kris’s dick hasn’t been in his ass.
So Baekhyun is nervous. Not just because this will be their first time. It’s not even because this will be Baekhyun’s first time. He’s nervous because he wants Kris to be happy. With him. But what if this isn’t enough to make Kris stay? What if not even sex with him will make Kris want him back?
He tries to push these thoughts out of his mind as he nakedly climbs on the bed, leaning his back on the headboard and crossing his ankles. It’s not very sexy to be thinking such depressing thoughts. And he wants to be sexy for Kris.
When Kris walks in, Baekhyun puts on his sexiest smirk.
“Baekhyun, what-“ Kris stops in his tracks, eyes wide and jaw slack. Slowly, he closes the door behind him, suddenly unsure how to make his limbs function at the sight he’s beholding.
Baekhyun widens his smirk, biting his lip in the process, and uncrosses his legs. “Welcome home,” he purrs.
Baekhyun’s heart is beating incredibly fast in his chest. It almost feels like it’s going to drum itself out and reveal to Kris that he has a lot of feelings for him and what is about to happen. But he swallows all the nervousness down, even when Kris is just standing there and not doing anything.
He gets up and slowly crawls across the bed, arching his back because he knows Kris finds it sexy. When he reaches Kris at the foot of the bed, he kneels up and makes his fingers dance over the fastenings of his button-up.
“Baekhyun, what’s all this?” Kris shudders as Baekhyun leans closer, his lips slightly grazing the line of his jaw.
“I hope you’re not tired,” Baekhyun gently trails the tip of his tongue down Kris’s neck. “I have certain… things planned for us this evening.” Pulling away, he smiles seductively at Kris. “But even if you are, it’s okay. You won’t have to lift a finger.” He bites Kris’s ear, letting his tongue graze his earlobe. “I’ll do all the work.”
Baekhyun smiles inwardly as Kris visibly shudders. He pushes Kris’s polo shirt off and throws it to the floor, proceeding then to pull at his wifebeater. Kris helps him with discarding that.
“What’s next?” Kris asks, voice rough as Baekhyun hungrily eyes the muscular expanse of Kris’s torso.
“This,” Baekhyun whispers before he kisses Kris full on the mouth.
Kris growls and pushes Baekhyun back on the bed as he fiercely kisses back. Baekhyun sighs into it, weaving his fingers through Kris’s hair, tugging at it when Kris pushes his tongue in his mouth.
Baekhyun’s kissed other people before. But none of them kissed him the way Kris does. None of them made him feel so warm and heated as if he was going to explode. None of them made him feel like electricity was surging through his skin with every nip of his lower lip or every time their tongue touched his. None of them made him feel like he could do this forever. Because he feels all of that with Kris, and more. He feels like he could do this forever; kiss him and more, and just give because he never feels afraid that Kris is going to just take without consequence or without giving justice to it. Baekhyun gives, Kris takes, and everything is just worth it.
He moves away from Kris’s lips and presses hurried and excited kisses along his jaw and down his neck. Kris tilts his head back, giving Baekhyun all the access that he needs, and Baekhyun’s heart swells with warmth and heat because Kris never holds back when it comes to Baekhyun.
“You’re too clothed,” Baekhyun bites on that spot where Kris’s neck meets his shoulder and cants his hips up to grind with his.
“Fuck,” Kris groans. He pushes Baekhyun back and eagerly licks down his chest, a tongue swirling on a nipple. “You’re so hot.”
Kris sits up and unbuckles his belt. But before he can unbutton his pants, Baekhyun stops him. He takes Kris’s pants off for him, slowly, brushing the throbbing in between his legs ever so casually.
Lying back down, Baekhyun pulls Kris’s hips closer until Kris is practically straddling Baekhyun’s neck. He looks at Kris through dark eyes and smiles at him as he takes Kris’s cock in his hand. “Let me,” he insists, his tone full of desire and promise.
He takes Kris in his mouth, inch by inch, unhurried. He’s done this countless of times, but he still loves how his mouth feel stretched around Kris, how he automatically swallows when Kris’s tip touches the back of his throat, and how Kris quivers in pleasure.
Kris starts thrusting towards him, hips stuttering, because Kris doesn’t want to hurt him or make him feel uncomfortable. Baekhyun knows that if he says no, Kris will stop without question. It’s always been like that in all the times they’ve done things. They’ve always had trust between them. It’s one of the things Baekhyun doesn’t want to lose. But if he loses Kris, he knows things will change because something will have caused it to change. Baekhyun will try to get it back whatever it is.
“Baekhyun, I’m going to-“
Baekhyun’s mouth feels empty when he pulls away. He pushes Kris back and sits up to kiss him, his tongue swirling inside Kris’s mouth to make sure that he knows what he tastes like, sweet and so Kris. “Not yet,” he whispers, catching Kris’s lower lip between his teeth and pulling away.
He pushes Kris to lie back on the bed, kissing him. It’s not that he’s trying to prolong what’s about to happen. He’s just taking his time kissing Kris because he likes Kris. A lot. Maybe even more. And he wants to make sure that Kris knows this so he kisses him with his whole heart on the line.
When he pulls away, Kris’s lips are red and full of Baekhyun’s whispered love, just the way he wants it to be.
“Where are you going?” Kris huskily asks when Baekhyun leaves him momentarily cold to grab something on his bedside drawer.
Baekhyun comes back with a bottle that he’s always had but never really used. Kris’s eyes widen and he attempts to sit up. Baekhyun shuts him up with his eyes.
He opens the bottle and coats a general amount around his finger. Closing it, he subtly takes a deep breath before reaching behind him. He’s never had anything inside his ass and now he knows why. It’s impossibly tight and inserting just one finger, even with the lube, makes him hiss in pain.
Kris runs a hand up his thigh, squeezing gently. Baekhyun opens his eyes to look at him, not realizing he had closed them. Kris is watching him, desire evident in his eyes, along with something else.
“Go slow,” Kris tells him, a small smirk painting his handsome features. His eyes move down to where Baekhyun’s hand has stilled moving in him. The way Baekhyun preps himself is not by someone who’s experienced and Kris knows this just by how tense Baekhyun is straddled against him. “I find it sexier when it’s done really slowly,” he adds, rubbing his hand up and down his thigh. “Even so,” he reaches a hand up to cup Baekhyun’s neck and pull him towards him, “I think you’re already very sexy.”
Baekhyun sighs into the kiss, his shoulders easing. He starts moving his finger, adding a second one shortly after. It’s slightly more painful but, at the same time, it’s okay. Especially when Kris is kissing him and pumping his cock with his big hand.
Kris swallows his groan when he adds a third finger. The lube is trickling down his legs and his arm is starting to feel cramped, but he doesn’t care. He’s starting to feel that heat pooling down his belly and he knows it’s about to feel really good. He takes his hand out and sits back up.
Baekhyun’s eyes are on Kris when he slowly sinks down on him. Kris is much, much bigger than three of his fingers combined and the burn is painful, but he keeps going. He can feel Kris tensing underneath him, biting his lip as he tries not to groan out loud in want, and he wants nothing more than for Kris to want him.
Kris is fully inside him and he has this urge to just lift himself up and slam himself back down. He can sense that it will feel good, but he also knows it will hurt the first time. He braces himself to do so, but Kris grabs his hand and sits up.
“One second,” Kris whispers as he presses his lips against Baekhyun’s again.
The kiss is sweet and full of something that Baekhyun hopes is really there. He wraps his arms around Kris’s neck and kisses him back, reveling in the feeling that they are connected in more ways than one.
Baekhyun knows what Kris is doing. Kris is guiding him, taking care of him, because Baekhyun’s sure it’s pretty obvious that he’s never done this before, and, if just for that, Baekhyun just wants to do this more for him.
He presses his palms on Kris’s chest, making him lie back down.
“Let me,” Baekhyun repeats as he slowly starts the ride.
-
“Well that was…” Kris says as he tries to even his breathing out.
“Yeah,” Baekhyun agrees, chest heaving up and down. “Wow.”
“You were amazing,” Kris says. He wraps his arm around Baekhyun as Baekhyun snuggles towards him. “I missed you,” he says, pressing a tender kiss on his forehead. “I really, really did.”
“Mmm,” Baekhyun fuzzily smiles, nuzzling Kris’s collarbone. “Does this mean you won’t leave me?”
Kris stills, confusion marring his face. “What are you talking about?”
“I just…” Baekhyun starts tracing uncertain lines on Kris’s chest with his fingers. “I know we haven’t really had sex ever since we got together, just touching and all that. I know it’s been boring, but-“
“Baekhyun, what are you saying?” Kris interrupts him.
“I’m saying that maybe…” Baekhyun closes his eyes. “Maybe I like you a lot, much more than I’ve said or showed.” He bites his lips uncertainly and continues in a whisper, “and I’d do anything to keep you.”
“But you have me,” Kris tells him. “I don’t understand. What-“
Baekhyun shifts in Kris’s embrace, eyes finally opening, but refusing to meet Kris’s. “You were about to breakup with me,” he shares. “So I tried thinking of something to make you stay.”
Kris’s arm around him tightens. “Baekhyun,” he tries to make Baekhyun look at him to no avail, “did you do this because-fuck. What ever made you think I was breaking up with you?”
Baekhyun sits up, frowning, as he grabs his phone from the bedside table. He tinkers with it for a bit before giving it to Kris. It’s their Line chat room filled with the stickers that Kris has been sending him.
“You’ve been sending me this,” Baekhyun tries to explain, eyes focused on the dark red sheets.
Baekhyun tries not to let his panic show. He knows that Kris isn’t exactly happy with the seeming fact that he had sex with him just for making him stay. Except it’s not entirely true. While he maintains that he did it to keep Kris, he also did it because he wanted to. He didn’t just want Kris to want him. Baekhyun wants him, too, and so he did it.
His eyes flutter casually towards Kris, who is gaping at him.
“All I wanted was to touch your ass!” Kris blurts out.
“What?” Baekhyun is now confused. What does that have to do with anything?
“I wanted to touch your ass because it’s so round and looks so pert and-“ He clears his throat. “This is a butt-touching sticker!” Kris tries to explain calmly, giving Baekhyun back his phone.
Baekhyun looks at the sticker and tries to figure out how it could be a butt-touching sticker. “But it looked like you were getting tired of me,” he defends himself, pointing at the sticker. “The tall, annoyed one is you and the sad, wide-eyed one is me.”
“Baekhyun,” Kris pulls and cuddles him. He closes his eyes and kisses Baekhyun’s hair. “So you did this because you thought…?”
“Yeah,” Baekhyun quietly agrees. “I told you…” He leans upward and kisses Kris’s cheek. “…I’d do anything.”
“Look at me. Hey, Baekhyun,” Kris gently calls. Baekhyun tilts his head to meet Kris’s ardent gaze. “Remember what I said before?”
“What?” Baekhyun asks.
“This isn’t about the sex for me,” Kris repeats the words, remembering how everything had started between the two of them.
Baekhyun’s eyes widen at the memory. Oh. “Oh,” Baekhyun whispers in amazement.
Baekhyun takes in the way Kris looks at him, the way he holds him, the way Kris makes sure that Baekhyun’s body fit perfectly against his, and realizes that, maybe, Kris likes him more than he lets on, too.
“I’m sorry you had to do this,” Kris tells him sincerely and Baekhyun just wants to smother him in kisses. Because the sex was amazing and Baekhyun can’t ever bring himself to be sorry for it no matter how hard he tries.
Baekhyun shakes his head. “No. I wanted this, too,” he assures him with a smile. “Besides, you finally got your wish.”
“What wish?” Kris wonders aloud.
Baekhyun gives him a cheeky smile. “My ass. You have it now,” he reminds him. “It’s all yours.”
-
“Are we finally done with your dumb shit?” Jongdae asks as Baekhyun takes a seat across from him in the kitchen. Sehun, Lu Han and Joonmyun look up interestedly.
“Yes,” Baekhyun serenely tells them.
“I take that it went well,” Lu Han smirks.
“What do you think?” Baekhyun smirks back.
“Well done, child,” Lu Han pats him on the back. “You are finally growing up.”
“So were Yifan ge’s needs satisfied?” Jongdae wiggles his eyebrows up and down.
“If I do say so myself,” Baekhyun answers unhesitatingly.
“So is it good like how I told you it would be?” Sehun snickers. “Did he stick it up to you and work his magic?”
“Sehun, don’t be so crude,” Joonmyun chides him.
“It’s better,” Baekhyun gushes, showing Joonmyun that he’s fine with Sehun’s crudeness. “The way I sunk down towards him, his dick sliding up my ass…” He groans in pleasure, making Lu Han’s and Jongdae’s jaws drop, Joonmyun cover his face, and Sehun’s face turn a very deep red. “It was amazing. It was painful in the beginning, as all first times are, but when I started riding him… god, it was perfect.”
“You rode him on your first time?” Jongdae chokes out.
Baekhyun smiles winningly. “Joonmyun hyung told me to get that dick and I got that dick,” he tells them proudly.
Jongdae laughs weakly. Joonmyun just looks like he wants to cry, but doesn’t know how to start. Sehun, meanwhile, looks like he’s mentally preparing to fling himself out of the window.
“Congratulations,” Lu Han applauds. “So what’s next?”
“I don’t really want to know,” Sehun suddenly yells and runs out of the kitchen. Lu Han, concerned, runs after his boyfriend, while Jongdae and Joonmyun both just smile and slink out of the kitchen.
Baekhyun smiles and takes his phone out.
Hey, he Line messages Kris.
Wu Yifan
Hey! The meeting is wrapping up. I’ll be back in 30 minutes or so.
Baekhyun smiles and presses send.
It takes Kris a while to respond and Baekhyun knows it’s because Kris is taken aback.
Wu Yifan
Does this mean what I think it means?
Yes, your ass is mine, too, Baekhyun instantly replies, quite excitedly. Also, I want to buy some ropes.
Wu Yifan
Why?
Baekhyun smiles almost evilly as he presses send.
Author's Notes:
Uh, Happy Valentine's Day in advance? LOL.
Part 2 of the Line Saga. I say Saga because it sounds a bit cooler than AU. ^^
So this is a thing that happened. Just like how Luhan's face is a face that happened or how Kris is a person that happened. Yep. I can't even apologize for this because it is what it is. LOL.
Special thanks to atmest. Everything in this universe is her fault. It's the Line sticker's fault, too. Why do they look so rated? Hmm. Or is it my brain?
Another special thanks to drainbamage954 as well because she is my wife and she doesn't get scared with the porn and other things that I share with her. She's under an obligation not to. LOL. And because she sort of beta'd parts of this for me and made sure that the R part was actually enjoyable. Thank you! <3
And thanks to you, who suffered through reading another one of this. I hope you liked it anyway! :D