i want to eat you like a piece of cheese [Suho/Baekhyun]
i want to eat you like a piece of cheese
EXO | Suho/Baekhyun | PG-13 | 2,142w
Fluff
Baekhyun's mouth hangs open as Joonmyun starts swaying along to the howling from the speakers.
A/N: This is Ang's and Lonio's fault. They're the worst. >_<
i want to eat you like a piece of cheese
It’s been a long two weeks. Joonmyun’s had to work overtime just to finish the financials for the big marketing pitch the following week. His head has been filled with numbers for days and he’s just happy that it’s finally over and done with. His report has been submitted, perused and approved that morning, leaving him free to breathe easier.
He puts his briefcase down by the coat rack and pads across the apartment in his socks, looking around for something to clean. The apartment is as clean as always though, since his boyfriend’s a neat freak so there isn’t really much he can do in that aspect. But Baekhyun’s going to be home in an hour or so and Joonmyun wants to do something, anything, for him. Baekhyun’s been so swamped with a lot of patients that their head nurse has been dumping on him. He’s always so tired, even more tired than Joonmyun, that he barely gets to do anything other than kiss Joonmyun before he closes his eyes to sleep when he gets home. They haven’t really done anything more than snuggle in bed in the wee hours of the morning until Joonmyun’s alarm rings and he has to go to work.
But now they’re both going to be home early for the first time in days and Joonmyun wants to do something special. He can’t fix up the apartment because it’s already too clean and he can’t cook because, well, his cooking skills aren’t exactly an asset. Baekhyun mostly certainly didn’t fall in love with him because of his (non-existent) culinary talents. Joonmyun absently rubs his tummy up and down as he checks their almost empty fridge. He stops abruptly and stares at his tummy. A slow smirk forms on his lips and turns around to walk out of the kitchen. He already knows what he can do for Baekhyun.
The apartment is quiet when Baekhyun enters, placing his coat on the rack and his keys on the nearby table. The living room and kitchen lights are on but there’s no sound of any movement anywhere.
“Joonmyun?” Baekhyun calls a bit tiredly as he peeks into the kitchen. He turns the light off, frowning, when he confirms that there’s no one there. In the past, when they both still got off work early, Joonmyun would always be making something for dinner when he got home. But no matter how atrocious it usually tasted, Baekhyun always looks forward to Joonmyun’s cooking.
He doesn’t find him in the spare room that they’ve recreated as an office either. He figures he’s probably still at the office, work running on overtime again. Except Baekhyun clearly remembers Joonmyun saying that he was coming home early today because he was going to make sure that he finishes the goddamn report. Joonmyun’s words, not his. So where is he?
Baekhyun really doesn’t have the energy to contemplate it however. He thinks he’ll just crash in bed until Joonmyun gets home. There was that expectation that they’ll actually spend some more time together because they haven’t really shared much affection and Baekhyun terribly misses him.
He’s in the process of unbuttoning his white uniform when he stops in the doorway of their bedroom. Looking around with wide eyes, he notices that there are a couple of candles littering the floor and that there’s music that has howling and growling in it softly playing in the background.
“Joonmyun?” he tries again.
Joonmyun comes out of the bathroom wearing the tightest black jeans Baekhyun’s ever seen his boyfriend wear, paired with a hideous sweater that he knows is Joonmyun’s favorite. It’s one of those that have a diamond pattern in the middle. Nevertheless, he looks hot. He swallows rather heavily as he eyes him up and down.
“You’re home.” Joonmyun’s eyes are wide, a stark contrast to the sexiness that is his getup. He glances at the clock, looking dismayed. “I didn’t think you’d be home for another twenty minutes or so.”
“What is all this?” Baekhyun asks, gesturing weakly around the room. He can’t exactly get his eyes off Joonmyun, not when he looks so sexy, so delicious. He sucks in a breath when Joonmyun returns his question with a smirk. Joonmyun looks so fuckable that he’s going to-
“Take a seat,” Joonmyun tells him, ushering him towards the bed and making him sit on the edge. “Relax.” He massages Baekhyun’s shoulders for a bit as he leans down to give him a kiss.
“Mmm, this is nice,” Baekhyun murmurs through his mouth, reaching up to keep Joonmyun where he is. But Joonmyun pulls away and even takes a couple of steps backwards. “Why? Where are you going?” he whines.
“Just…” Baekhyun watches incredulously as Joonmyun closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.
And then Joonmyun’s hands are on himself.
Baekhyun’s mouth hangs open as Joonmyun starts swaying along to the howling from the speakers. “You’re not going to-“
Joonmyun’s hands caress his body, fingers deftly teasing the hem of his sweater up to show a bit of skin.
“-strip,” Baekhyun finishes, trying to remember how to breathe. He and Joonmyun definitely haven’t had much of a sex life the past few days, but this is a curve ball. While Baekhyun can’t complain of the kind of sex they have, this is undeniably something he didn’t expect from either of them. Joonmyun raises the front of his shirt, giving attention to his abs, while throwing another sexy smile down Baekhyun’s way. “Fuck,” he mutters, licking his lips. He’s never seen Joonmyun so sexy before.
Joonmyun pulls up his sweater even more, shaking his hips left and right to get his muscles rippling just as an awoooo rips from the speakers. It’s not the most ideal stripping song but it’s the only one he could find on such short notice. Besides, he thinks Baekhyun would appreciate the fact that Joonmyun’s a wolf that wants to devour his beauty. Assuming that Baekhyun would be okay with being called a beauty.
When he thinks Baekhyun’s had enough of the teasing, he proceeds to slowly take his sweater off. He carefully slides it up his arms, making sure to flex his abdominal muscles and pinch his nipples, internally smiling when Baekhyun whimpers. He caresses his body with one hand, even teasing down to the zipper of his pants, while he takes off his sweater with the other. Or, at least, he tries to.
His sweater gets stuck on his head, completely losing his sexy momentum. He hears Baekhyun muffle a laugh as he scrambles to get the damn piece of clothing off his head. When he finally does, Baekhyun bites his lip as another laugh tries to break through because his hair is standing on end.
“Joonmyun,” Baekhyun tries to end his misery. “I appreciate-“
“No!” Joonmyun interrupts with a frantic shake of his head. “I’m not done.” He’s going to do this right as if his life depends on it. He really wants to do something for Baekhyun.
Joonmyun resolutely proceeds with his stripping, making sure to carefully throw his sweater away from a candle. He bites his trembling lower lip as he teases with the button of his jeans. This is not over yet. Baekhyun’s eyes are dark once more as he eyes the growing bulge in Joonmyun’s jeans. Unhurriedly, he unbuttons his jeans and winks at Baekhyun, who gulps. The zipper is next, which is, they both know, the best part. Because once the zipper is down, the pants go off.
Little by little, Joonmyun pulls his zipper down with a smooth and gentle roll of his hips. The music has just looped, the growling starting all over again. Joonmyun actually feels like growling himself because Baekhyun looks so impatient sitting on the bed that he’s starting to get impatient himself. Somewhere in the middle of his fly, though, the zipper gets stuck. Joonmyun smiles, a bit sheepishly, at his boyfriend as he pulls, gently at first and more forcefully after. But to no avail.
Baekhyun stands up and helps him. After a couple of tries, the zipper does go down and Joonmyun pushes Baekhyun back on the bed, determined to continue.
“You don’t really have to-“ Baekhyun starts because really he’s not that hard anymore, although he appreciates the hotness that is stripper Kim Joonmyun.
“I want to!” Joonmyun practically yells and Baekhyun nods his assent.
Joonmyun pulls his pants down. But it doesn’t budge. He tries again, but nope. His pants don’t want to come off. He gives Baekhyun a look. “I think you have to help me take it off,” he says, trying to make it seem sexy.
Baekhyun makes him lie on the bed, resisting the temptation to laugh yet again and helps his boyfriend, with great effort to remove his pants.
“How did you even put this on?” Baekhyun grunts as they finally pull Joonmyun free from the evil pants’ clutches. He lies down beside Joonmyun, exhausted.
Joonmyun buries himself under the pillows and blanket. “This bed is going to swallow me whole and I will disappear and you will forget this ever happened,” he resolutely declares, voice muffled.
Baekhyun chuckles and pulls a practically naked Joonmyun burrito towards him and buries his face where he thinks Joonmyun’s neck is. “I would fight the bed for your life,” he murmurs through the fabric. Joonmyun doesn’t move a muscle. “We won’t speak of this ever again, I promise,” he sighs, knowing that Joonmyun is really embarrassed.
Joonmyun peeks from under his fort of pillows and blankets, bed hair and all. “Really?”
Baekhyun fights back the urge to smother him in kisses because how can Joonmyun be so sexy and then cute in a matter of minutes? “Really,” he responds, taking a deep breath instead.
Joonmyun smiles, his eyes forming crescents that Baekhyun loves so much and pulls Baekhyun under the blanket with him. Baekhyun sighs contentedly as Joonmyun wraps his arms around him, their cold feet touching.
“How was your day?” Joonmyun asks, running his fingers through Baekhyun’s hair.
“Mmm,” Baekhyun murmurs, eyes closing at the relaxing sensation. He pulls himself even closer to Joonmyun and snuggles. “Okay,” he answers softly. “Some of my patients have been transferred to another nurse so my shifts will be lighter now.” He sighs. “That feels nice,” he adds when Joonmyun starts lightly massaging his scalp. “I missed you.”
“I missed you, too,” Joonmyun doesn’t skip a beat in replying. He nuzzles his nose in Baekhyun’s hair, slowly moving down to his forehead, then his nose and cheek. When his lips search for Baekhyun’s, they meet halfway.
They kiss languidly, enjoying the sensation of their bodies close to each other, warm and cozy. Joonmyun thinks he missed this the most, the cuddling and the small conversations, while they’re all wrapped up with each other. He likes it when Baekhyun is all soft against him, pressing every inch of themselves together, clinging like his life depended on it.
He suddenly remembers his failed attempt at a striptease and unwillingly cringes at the thought. Why he decided on doing that of all things is beyond him when he could have just done this. He should have just prepared hot chocolate and they could have cuddled on the couch, while watching a movie.
“You were very sexy,” Baekhyun suddenly mutters as if he knew what Joonmyun was thinking.
Joonmyun groans. “You promised,” he reminds him, burying his face in Baekhyun’s neck.
“I wanted you to eat me up like a piece of cheese,” Baekhyun continues, “like what that song says.”
Joonmyun pulls away, choking in disbelief to look at Baekhyun properly. He can’t believe that his plan actually worked. “Really?”
Baekhyun smiles and kisses him. “It’s unbelievable how unsexy you think you are,” he says, rolling his eyes. “You were very sexy,” he tells him, punctuating every word with a kiss. “I loved it.”
Joonmyun blushes. “Um, well,” he chuckles. “Do you still want me to…?”
Baekhyun shakes his head with a laugh. “Maybe later.” He wiggles his eyebrows up and down, earning a laugh from Joonmyun, before snuggling to his chest. “Right now, I just want you. Like this.”
Joonmyun presses a long kiss to Baekhyun’s forehead and hums along to Wolf, still on loop, as Baekhyun falls asleep.
It wasn’t a complete loss after all. Baekhyun did see that he could be a Wolf. That, and he and Baekhyun are finally spending some time being together after being busy for several days. Maybe later, when Baekhyun wakes up from his nap, they can continue where they left off. He’s pretty sure that Growl, the follow up track by the same group who sang Wolf, is also a good stripping song.
Happy with this thought, Joonmyun tightens his hold on Baekhyun and closes his eyes.
EXO | Suho/Baekhyun | PG-13 | 2,142w
Fluff
Baekhyun's mouth hangs open as Joonmyun starts swaying along to the howling from the speakers.
A/N: This is Ang's and Lonio's fault. They're the worst. >_<
i want to eat you like a piece of cheese
It’s been a long two weeks. Joonmyun’s had to work overtime just to finish the financials for the big marketing pitch the following week. His head has been filled with numbers for days and he’s just happy that it’s finally over and done with. His report has been submitted, perused and approved that morning, leaving him free to breathe easier.
He puts his briefcase down by the coat rack and pads across the apartment in his socks, looking around for something to clean. The apartment is as clean as always though, since his boyfriend’s a neat freak so there isn’t really much he can do in that aspect. But Baekhyun’s going to be home in an hour or so and Joonmyun wants to do something, anything, for him. Baekhyun’s been so swamped with a lot of patients that their head nurse has been dumping on him. He’s always so tired, even more tired than Joonmyun, that he barely gets to do anything other than kiss Joonmyun before he closes his eyes to sleep when he gets home. They haven’t really done anything more than snuggle in bed in the wee hours of the morning until Joonmyun’s alarm rings and he has to go to work.
But now they’re both going to be home early for the first time in days and Joonmyun wants to do something special. He can’t fix up the apartment because it’s already too clean and he can’t cook because, well, his cooking skills aren’t exactly an asset. Baekhyun mostly certainly didn’t fall in love with him because of his (non-existent) culinary talents. Joonmyun absently rubs his tummy up and down as he checks their almost empty fridge. He stops abruptly and stares at his tummy. A slow smirk forms on his lips and turns around to walk out of the kitchen. He already knows what he can do for Baekhyun.
The apartment is quiet when Baekhyun enters, placing his coat on the rack and his keys on the nearby table. The living room and kitchen lights are on but there’s no sound of any movement anywhere.
“Joonmyun?” Baekhyun calls a bit tiredly as he peeks into the kitchen. He turns the light off, frowning, when he confirms that there’s no one there. In the past, when they both still got off work early, Joonmyun would always be making something for dinner when he got home. But no matter how atrocious it usually tasted, Baekhyun always looks forward to Joonmyun’s cooking.
He doesn’t find him in the spare room that they’ve recreated as an office either. He figures he’s probably still at the office, work running on overtime again. Except Baekhyun clearly remembers Joonmyun saying that he was coming home early today because he was going to make sure that he finishes the goddamn report. Joonmyun’s words, not his. So where is he?
Baekhyun really doesn’t have the energy to contemplate it however. He thinks he’ll just crash in bed until Joonmyun gets home. There was that expectation that they’ll actually spend some more time together because they haven’t really shared much affection and Baekhyun terribly misses him.
He’s in the process of unbuttoning his white uniform when he stops in the doorway of their bedroom. Looking around with wide eyes, he notices that there are a couple of candles littering the floor and that there’s music that has howling and growling in it softly playing in the background.
“Joonmyun?” he tries again.
Joonmyun comes out of the bathroom wearing the tightest black jeans Baekhyun’s ever seen his boyfriend wear, paired with a hideous sweater that he knows is Joonmyun’s favorite. It’s one of those that have a diamond pattern in the middle. Nevertheless, he looks hot. He swallows rather heavily as he eyes him up and down.
“You’re home.” Joonmyun’s eyes are wide, a stark contrast to the sexiness that is his getup. He glances at the clock, looking dismayed. “I didn’t think you’d be home for another twenty minutes or so.”
“What is all this?” Baekhyun asks, gesturing weakly around the room. He can’t exactly get his eyes off Joonmyun, not when he looks so sexy, so delicious. He sucks in a breath when Joonmyun returns his question with a smirk. Joonmyun looks so fuckable that he’s going to-
“Take a seat,” Joonmyun tells him, ushering him towards the bed and making him sit on the edge. “Relax.” He massages Baekhyun’s shoulders for a bit as he leans down to give him a kiss.
“Mmm, this is nice,” Baekhyun murmurs through his mouth, reaching up to keep Joonmyun where he is. But Joonmyun pulls away and even takes a couple of steps backwards. “Why? Where are you going?” he whines.
“Just…” Baekhyun watches incredulously as Joonmyun closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.
And then Joonmyun’s hands are on himself.
Baekhyun’s mouth hangs open as Joonmyun starts swaying along to the howling from the speakers. “You’re not going to-“
Joonmyun’s hands caress his body, fingers deftly teasing the hem of his sweater up to show a bit of skin.
“-strip,” Baekhyun finishes, trying to remember how to breathe. He and Joonmyun definitely haven’t had much of a sex life the past few days, but this is a curve ball. While Baekhyun can’t complain of the kind of sex they have, this is undeniably something he didn’t expect from either of them. Joonmyun raises the front of his shirt, giving attention to his abs, while throwing another sexy smile down Baekhyun’s way. “Fuck,” he mutters, licking his lips. He’s never seen Joonmyun so sexy before.
Joonmyun pulls up his sweater even more, shaking his hips left and right to get his muscles rippling just as an awoooo rips from the speakers. It’s not the most ideal stripping song but it’s the only one he could find on such short notice. Besides, he thinks Baekhyun would appreciate the fact that Joonmyun’s a wolf that wants to devour his beauty. Assuming that Baekhyun would be okay with being called a beauty.
When he thinks Baekhyun’s had enough of the teasing, he proceeds to slowly take his sweater off. He carefully slides it up his arms, making sure to flex his abdominal muscles and pinch his nipples, internally smiling when Baekhyun whimpers. He caresses his body with one hand, even teasing down to the zipper of his pants, while he takes off his sweater with the other. Or, at least, he tries to.
His sweater gets stuck on his head, completely losing his sexy momentum. He hears Baekhyun muffle a laugh as he scrambles to get the damn piece of clothing off his head. When he finally does, Baekhyun bites his lip as another laugh tries to break through because his hair is standing on end.
“Joonmyun,” Baekhyun tries to end his misery. “I appreciate-“
“No!” Joonmyun interrupts with a frantic shake of his head. “I’m not done.” He’s going to do this right as if his life depends on it. He really wants to do something for Baekhyun.
Joonmyun resolutely proceeds with his stripping, making sure to carefully throw his sweater away from a candle. He bites his trembling lower lip as he teases with the button of his jeans. This is not over yet. Baekhyun’s eyes are dark once more as he eyes the growing bulge in Joonmyun’s jeans. Unhurriedly, he unbuttons his jeans and winks at Baekhyun, who gulps. The zipper is next, which is, they both know, the best part. Because once the zipper is down, the pants go off.
Little by little, Joonmyun pulls his zipper down with a smooth and gentle roll of his hips. The music has just looped, the growling starting all over again. Joonmyun actually feels like growling himself because Baekhyun looks so impatient sitting on the bed that he’s starting to get impatient himself. Somewhere in the middle of his fly, though, the zipper gets stuck. Joonmyun smiles, a bit sheepishly, at his boyfriend as he pulls, gently at first and more forcefully after. But to no avail.
Baekhyun stands up and helps him. After a couple of tries, the zipper does go down and Joonmyun pushes Baekhyun back on the bed, determined to continue.
“You don’t really have to-“ Baekhyun starts because really he’s not that hard anymore, although he appreciates the hotness that is stripper Kim Joonmyun.
“I want to!” Joonmyun practically yells and Baekhyun nods his assent.
Joonmyun pulls his pants down. But it doesn’t budge. He tries again, but nope. His pants don’t want to come off. He gives Baekhyun a look. “I think you have to help me take it off,” he says, trying to make it seem sexy.
Baekhyun makes him lie on the bed, resisting the temptation to laugh yet again and helps his boyfriend, with great effort to remove his pants.
“How did you even put this on?” Baekhyun grunts as they finally pull Joonmyun free from the evil pants’ clutches. He lies down beside Joonmyun, exhausted.
Joonmyun buries himself under the pillows and blanket. “This bed is going to swallow me whole and I will disappear and you will forget this ever happened,” he resolutely declares, voice muffled.
Baekhyun chuckles and pulls a practically naked Joonmyun burrito towards him and buries his face where he thinks Joonmyun’s neck is. “I would fight the bed for your life,” he murmurs through the fabric. Joonmyun doesn’t move a muscle. “We won’t speak of this ever again, I promise,” he sighs, knowing that Joonmyun is really embarrassed.
Joonmyun peeks from under his fort of pillows and blankets, bed hair and all. “Really?”
Baekhyun fights back the urge to smother him in kisses because how can Joonmyun be so sexy and then cute in a matter of minutes? “Really,” he responds, taking a deep breath instead.
Joonmyun smiles, his eyes forming crescents that Baekhyun loves so much and pulls Baekhyun under the blanket with him. Baekhyun sighs contentedly as Joonmyun wraps his arms around him, their cold feet touching.
“How was your day?” Joonmyun asks, running his fingers through Baekhyun’s hair.
“Mmm,” Baekhyun murmurs, eyes closing at the relaxing sensation. He pulls himself even closer to Joonmyun and snuggles. “Okay,” he answers softly. “Some of my patients have been transferred to another nurse so my shifts will be lighter now.” He sighs. “That feels nice,” he adds when Joonmyun starts lightly massaging his scalp. “I missed you.”
“I missed you, too,” Joonmyun doesn’t skip a beat in replying. He nuzzles his nose in Baekhyun’s hair, slowly moving down to his forehead, then his nose and cheek. When his lips search for Baekhyun’s, they meet halfway.
They kiss languidly, enjoying the sensation of their bodies close to each other, warm and cozy. Joonmyun thinks he missed this the most, the cuddling and the small conversations, while they’re all wrapped up with each other. He likes it when Baekhyun is all soft against him, pressing every inch of themselves together, clinging like his life depended on it.
He suddenly remembers his failed attempt at a striptease and unwillingly cringes at the thought. Why he decided on doing that of all things is beyond him when he could have just done this. He should have just prepared hot chocolate and they could have cuddled on the couch, while watching a movie.
“You were very sexy,” Baekhyun suddenly mutters as if he knew what Joonmyun was thinking.
Joonmyun groans. “You promised,” he reminds him, burying his face in Baekhyun’s neck.
“I wanted you to eat me up like a piece of cheese,” Baekhyun continues, “like what that song says.”
Joonmyun pulls away, choking in disbelief to look at Baekhyun properly. He can’t believe that his plan actually worked. “Really?”
Baekhyun smiles and kisses him. “It’s unbelievable how unsexy you think you are,” he says, rolling his eyes. “You were very sexy,” he tells him, punctuating every word with a kiss. “I loved it.”
Joonmyun blushes. “Um, well,” he chuckles. “Do you still want me to…?”
Baekhyun shakes his head with a laugh. “Maybe later.” He wiggles his eyebrows up and down, earning a laugh from Joonmyun, before snuggling to his chest. “Right now, I just want you. Like this.”
Joonmyun presses a long kiss to Baekhyun’s forehead and hums along to Wolf, still on loop, as Baekhyun falls asleep.
It wasn’t a complete loss after all. Baekhyun did see that he could be a Wolf. That, and he and Baekhyun are finally spending some time being together after being busy for several days. Maybe later, when Baekhyun wakes up from his nap, they can continue where they left off. He’s pretty sure that Growl, the follow up track by the same group who sang Wolf, is also a good stripping song.
Happy with this thought, Joonmyun tightens his hold on Baekhyun and closes his eyes.