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1. post anonymously unless linking to a fill posted somewhere else
2. use the subject line to indicate pairing (in alphabetical order using stage names i.e.baekhyun/chanyeol) prompt details go in the comment.
3. use necessary content warnings
4. do not embed on meme. link to images/videos. label nsfw content.
5. do not repost prompts ( Read more... )
Baekhyun flipped a few pages in her magazine, humming noncommittally. Chanyeol whined from lack of attention before sitting up abruptly.
"Wait. What are you getting for Kyungsoo?" She rested her weight on her arms, leaning over Baekhyun's shoulder.
"To be honest, I was just going to buy him a gift card and call it a day." Chanyeol's shoulders deflated and she fell back on the bed. Another page in the magazine flipped.
"Oh my god."
"What?" Chanyeol sat up again, and got a little dizzy from the speed she was moving at.
"This is perfect!"
"What is it?" Chanyeol squinted to read the magazine. Maybe she should think about starting to wear her glasses again.
"The perfect gift for Him," Baekhyun read aloud. "If you're struggling to find a great gift for a great guy, go the simple way--give him you! And, if you want to spice things up a bit, throw in some lingerie. Wrap it up, and top it with a bow, and he'll definitely know what to expect when he sees what you gave him!"
Baekhyun's eyes were sparkling.
Chanyeol felt nervous.
Either way Baekhyun wasn't letting her get out of this.
"Let's go shopping, right now!" Baekhyun said, pulling her coat from her closet and running her fingers through her medium brown hair.
"I'm not sure... this is the best -- or most appropriate -- idea you've ever had." Chanyeol said nervously, biting her lip a little as she watched Baekhyun's frenzy from her spot on the bed.
"Oh come on it's not like you two haven't had sex before." Chanyeol opened her mouth to protest and Baekhyun said, "Don't even try to deny it. You aren't as quiet as you think you are. Besides, if we both do it, we have support!"
Chanyeol mulled it over a little, eventually agreeing that she probably wouldn't be able to think of anything better. Nervous, but excited, they headed out to the mall.
The closer they got, the more Chanyeol was psyching herself out. "But what if he freaks! All the underwear I own currently is batman, or just a solid color -- I don't do lace!"
"Shut the fuck up. Jongdae will not hate it. If anything, he may end up loving you even more, which, at this point in time, doesn't really seem possible. I am the one taking the risk and doing this for Kyungsoo, who is too conservative to be a straight male in his twenties."
Chanyeol had to agree with that.
Besides, what straight guy would honestly not like this gift from his girlfriend? None Chanyeol could think of.
And she had a brother.
And he had a lot of friends.
Baekhyun led Chanyeol into the lingerie store, and right to the sets. There were some that just had matching bras and panties, others with garters, and a few with delicate lace negligees.
"Wow I have never been surrounded by so much pretty underwear in my life." Chanyeol was in awe. Her mom used to buy her bras for her, up until senior year when her chest stopped growing. And she'd basically been wearing the same underwear since tenth grade.
"You lead a sad life," Baekhyun shakes her head slowly at Chanyeol, fingering the strap of a pretty lavender bralet.
Baekhyun and Chanyeol were very opposite. Where Baekhyun was loud, but girly and cute, Chanyeol was loud, tom-boyish, and slightly obnoxious. Baekhyun had two sisters, and Chanyeol had been surrounded by boys her whole life, with the exception of her mom (who was too into sports to give a second thought to nail polish or skirts).
Chanyeol reached out tentatively, lightly brushing the thin lace of a delicate pair of panties. They were white, and came with a matching pushup-bra, one with lace straps and lace overlay on top of the padding.
"Chanyeol, you would look so hot in that," Baekhyun's voice came from over her shoulder. Chanyeol jumped at the suddenness of it and fidgeted in place.
"I don't know, I really don't think this is a good idea. Maybe I should get him that video game he's been talking about for weeks..."
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Chanyeol undressed quickly, putting on the set just as quick, and then stood in front of the mirror, just looking at herself. She turned one way, then the next, examining each curve of her body and the way the pure white lace laid gently against her skin, not exactly soft, but not rough.
She let her hair down from the ponytail it had been in, and it flowed softly down around her shoulders, ending mid-chest.
Chanyeol looked pretty, standing there in the lace underwear, and delicate, like a doll.
Embarrassed for even thinking things like that, Chanyeol went to take the set off, after snapping a last minute picture to show Baekhyun before buying the underwear.
"Channy are you done?" Baekhyun yelled from outside the changing room.
"Yeah Baek, be out in one second!" Chanyeol hurriedly put on her jeans and sweatshirt, tying her hair back up into a high ponytail.
"Are you okay? You're practically glowing," Baekhyun peered at Chanyeol as she closed the door behind her. "Did it really look that hot?" Baekhyun snatched Chanyeol's phone from her hand, entering her passcode and opening the pictures app. "You took a photo like I told you to, right? Gold." Baekhyun had found the picture and her mouth dropped open as it loaded on the screen.
"I don't think it looks... hot... as much as it looks pretty. You know what I mean?" Chanyeol said, walking past Baekhyun, heading for the cash registers.
"Oh my god Chanyeol. Shit if I was lesbian I'd be all over you." They laughed together as Baekhyun handed back Chanyeol's phone. "Oh my god Jongdae's going to love this."
"Which one are you getting?" Chanyeol asked, tucking away her phone. Baekhyun held up a few pieces of lavender lace. There was a thin bralet, which would nicely show off Baekhyun's 36C chest, a tiny thong, and a short baby doll negligee to go over top.
"I looked pretty good in this, if I do say so myself. But... I hope Kyungsoo's okay with this I mean... we haven't really... gotten this far yet." Chanyeol's eyes widened. Baekhyun looked so nervous, which was definitely a little out of character.
Almost a year ago, Chanyeol could count how many times she'd seen Baekhyun act shy and nervous on one hand, but now, after Kyungsoo, she'd need ten.
"Hey, don't worry, I'm sure he'll like it. And even if he doesn't want to go all the way, he'll still enjoy the view. Don't stress." Chanyeol wrapped an arm around Baekhyun's shoulder. She prided herself in being able to comfort people well.
"You're right," Baekhyun nodded, falling into line after Chanyeol, "It'll be okay."
Truthfully, Chanyeol was nervous too. She knew Jongdae would appreciate the gift, but that didn't stop her from feeling exposed and vulnerable, her stomach flipping whenever she thought of the bag of lingerie sitting in the corner of her room.
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"Hey, do you think I should wrap it, or should I just wear it?" Baekhyun didn't even look up from her phone, where she was making plans with Kyungsoo. Chanyeol sat up, leaning back on her elbows.
"The article said to wrap it, but, thinking about it, that would be kind of awkward because you would have to change into it? Let's just wear it on the day of."
"Yeah! That's what I was thinking. Also, then, we could tie a bow on our wrists or something, and say, 'Your present is me!'"
Chanyeol's stomach flip-flopped. How would Jongdae react to such a cheesy line?
"Oh my GOD I'm so nervous," Chanyeol laid back down on the bed, rolling around and flailing her arms.
"Hey, as long as you don't do that during sex, everything should turn out alright."
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Chanyeol's preparation on Christmas Eve started at eight in the morning. She woke up, took a relaxing shower, and blow dried her hair while listening to calming music. She slathered lotion all over her body, and made sure she went over her legs with the razor three times, so she could be sure she didn't miss a spot. Chanyeol slipped into the delicate lingerie, and then put on the outfit Baekhyun had helped her choose the day before.
In front of her mirror, Chanyeol put on a few coats of mascara and black eyeliner, that she winged out to give her eyes a cat-like look. As a finishing touch, she added a light pink lipstick, and smoothed that over with a shimmery lip gloss.
Jongdae arrived a few minutes later, as she was shrugging on her winter jacket.
"Don't forget gloves," Jongdae reminded her, stopping her from closing the door and pushing inside. He found her pair of gloved in the coat closet by her front door, taking her hands and putting them on for her. Chanyeol giggled shyly, her cheeks flushing a light shade of pink.
"Thanks, Jongdae, I always manage to forget those."
They walked to a small café hand-in-hand, swinging their arms and singing Christmas carols to themselves. Chanyeol swooned as Jongdae serenaded her with a (very accented) rendition of All I Want For Christmas is You, and he laughed when she rapped out the Twelve Days of Christmas.
They each ordered a hot chocolate, neither of them being big fans of coffee, and decided they'd save room for popcorn and their meal later.
At the cinema, they watched some sappy romance movie, chosen by Jongdae, and Chanyeol swore she saw a tear slip from his eye when the male protagonist showed up again just in time to save the female protagonist from some horrid fate. Jongdae argued that he got dust in his eye. They shared a medium coke, and several sweet kisses in the back of the theater.
"Okay, what do you want to order?" Jongdae asked, mulling over the menu on the other side of the table. Chanyeol turned the pages slowly, taking in everything.
"Everything is really expensive," she said, looking up at Jongdae. He had a concerned frown on his face, but all he said was, "Pick what you want. I promised you I'd treat you, remember?" Chanyeol rolled his eyes at him, but her heart fluttered inside her chest.
"Jongdae, I understand that this is a pride thing, but the cheapest thing on the menu is water. And it's six dollars." Jongdae cringed and looked up at Chanyeol.
"It is really expensive."
"Let's ditch."
"Okay." Jongdae stood up and grabbed Chanyeol's hand, pulling her out of her seat and weaving through the myriad of tables in the crowded restaurant. He pulled her out into the fresh, cold air, and didn't stop running until they reached a small park a few blocks away.
Jongdae was prepared and had on, over his shirt, a sweater, a sweatshirt and a large puffy jacket. He pulled a beanie out of his pocket and pulled it down over his ears.
Chanyeol, on the other hand, had been completely fixated on her plans for the latter half of the evening, and had just worn a light jacket over her thin dress. Shivering, she sat down on a bench and rubbed her hands over her arms.
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They sat in silence for a while, as they warmed up next to each other.
The sky was dark, but the park had been decorated in celebration for the holiday coming the next day. The trees were strung with lights, and there were a few odd ornaments, hanging off random branches here and there. It was quiet, but it wasn't awkward.
Moments like there were Chanyeol's favorites.
Jongdae coughed, breaking the silence.
"I guess we should go get food. I'm kind of really hungry." He said, turning his head to face Chanyeol.
"I second that," she said, grinning.
"Where should we go? Preferably somewhere relatively cheap." Jongdae flashed a goofy smile and draped his arm over Chanyeol's shoulder as they stood up.
"Let's just go to McDonalds." So they did.
They each got a cheeseburger, and they shared a large fry and a vanilla milkshake.
"Now what?" Jongdae asked, sucking up the last of the milkshake and Chanyeol stole the last few fries and shoved them in her mouth.
"Let's go to my apartment. We can watch movies... or something," Chanyeol said, butterflies filling her stomach.
"Yeah, okay."
The McDonalds was quite a ways away from Chanyeol's apartment, but instead of calling a cab, they stuck it out and walked there, in the freezing cold, fingers locked.
Chanyeol toed off her shoes by the door and Jongdae followed suit, walking past her so he could flop down onto the couch.
"Your apartment is always so warm and comfortable," he said, wriggling back into the mass of cushions. "So what movie do you want to watch?" He asked, looking up at Chanyeol expectantly.
"Actually, Jongdae," she said, walking towards the couch. His eyes followed her as she moved, making her feel even more self-conscious. "There was something else I wanted to do."
"And what was that?" Jongdae asked sitting up so he was facing Chanyeol head-on.
Instead of giving him a verbal answer, Chanyeol decided that the old saying, "Actions speak louder thank words" really applied in this situation, and leaned forward to press a soft, chaste kiss to his lips.
"First, lets exchange presents." Jongdae nodded and stood up from the couch to get Chanyeol's present from his coat pocket. Chanyeol readied the small stick-on bow she had in her pocket, ready to reveal her surprise.
"I wasn't exactly sure what to get you, and you know I'm horrible at shopping for other people, but here." He handed her a small box, wrapped in pink paper with a silver ribbon. Chanyeol took her tome opening it, not wanting to rip the paper, and she lifted the lid off the small box revealing a thin-chain silver necklace, with a tiny heart strung on it.
Chanyeol melted, and she leaned forward, molding her lips against Jongdae's. He reciprocated, moving his warm mouth gently against hers. "Jongdae, it's beautiful," Chanyeol said as she pulled away. She was touched, and was now beginning to doubt if her present was a good idea after all. She didn't find it to be as thoughtful as Jongdae's, and, in the end, she would be the one keeping the lingerie.
It was too late now, though.
Chanyeol stuck the small red bow on her chest, right where she supposed her heart would be.
There was confusion on Jongdae's face for a moment, but then realization dawned on him and his lips parted slightly in surprise.
"So when do I get to open my present?" Jongdae asked, cheeky smile curving up his lips.
"I was thinking now." Chanyeol's confidence was back, considering the amount of enthusiasm Jongdae was showing in response to his gift. This was the best idea after all.
Jongdae pushed Chanyeol against the couch slowly and gently, crawling over her until his face was right above hers.
"You know, you looked really pretty today," he said, curling a loose strand of hair behind Chanyeol's ear before blowing in it. Chanyeol shivered at the feeling of his hot breath on her skin, and brought her hands up to stroke his abdomen through his sweater.
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"We should get rid of this," she said, pulling the hem of the sweater up so it was bunched under Jongdae's armpits. He kneeled over her for a second, pulling the sweater up and over his head, throwing it to the ground a few feet away.
With one less layer, it was a lot easier for Chanyeol to trace the lines of Jongdae's abs, subtle but defined, as he leaned in to kiss her. Their mouths melded together, the kiss hot and wet and expert, Jongdae wrapping his tongue around hers as she arched up into him. Chanyeol wrapped her arms around his head loosely, pulling his head down closer, harder, barely able to catch her breath.
Jongdae ran a hand up her thigh, pushing her dress up and squeezing hard, fingers leaving little red marks. Chanyeol pushed her hips up, rubbing against Jongdae through his jeans, the hardness of his member obvious with the strain in his pants. They looked even tighter than before, which Chanyeol hadn't thought possible.
Jongdae kissed down her neck and she mewled, carding her fingers through his hair.
"Hey, let's move this to your room," he said, licking from the collar bones up to her ear. Chanyeol nodded in assent, and Jongdae picked her up from where she lay, wrapping her legs around his torso.
He walked them to her bedroom while she kissed down his neck sucking small patches until his skin glowed red.
"Can I see my present now?" Jongdae asked, laying Chanyeol down on the bed. He crawled over top of her and she smiled sweetly.
"Only if you take off your shirt."
Chanyeol helped Jongdae with this, unbuttoning from the bottom as he unbuttoned from the top. It took longer than it should with two people helping, but their hands were shaky and Chanyeol had pressed a knee against Jongdae's crotch, rubbing him in circles through his pants.
They had finally manages to get his shirt off, and Chanyeol ran her fingers lightly around his chest, admiring the muscles Jongdae had been working hard to get.
Jongdae licked along her collar bones, bringing a hand up to pull the straps of her dress off her shoulders.
"Wait, this is wrong." Chanyeol stopped him, and he looked at her, dumbfounded, when she stood up from the bed. "Unzip me." Jongdae regained his smirk. He stood right behind her, so that her ass was on his crotch, and pulled her hips into his when she leaned forward a little. He let his hands trail down her back as he unzipped her dress, watching as she stepped forward and let the dress fall to the ground.
This was the great unveiling, and Chanyeol felt a fresh burst of butterflies as she turned around to face Jongdae. Jongdae's mouth went slack, but he caught himself quickly enough to make Chanyeol wonder if she'd imagined it.
"Merry Christmas," Chanyeol said again and Jongdae breathed heavily through his nose.
"Oh my god Chanyeol. You look gorgeous," he said, stepping forward to put his hands on her hips. She shivered at the contact, but then she looked up to make eye contact.
"You like it?" She asked, nervous.
Jongdae's voice came out slightly strained when he said, "Yes, fuck, yes. You're so hot." Chanyeol smirked as she pulled him by the wrist back to their bed.
"I'll let you get full use out of your present, then."
Jongdae's hands roamed Chanyeol's body as he licked into her mouth, kiss desperate and sloppy. She moaned into his mouth as he ran a hand over her right breast, squeezing lightly before moving his hand to her ribcage and pressing hard. He traced the swell of her ass and lightly swiped his fingers between her legs.
Chanyeol bucked her hips up, searching for the source of the pleasure that had left so quickly as Jongdae moved his hand up her stomach. Jongdae moved his motuh to her neck and flicked her throat with his tongue while Chanyeol whined about Jongdae always being a fucking tease. He laughed against her, which caused an uncomfortable sensation in her throat. She moaned anyway.
"Take your pants off." Chanyeol was breathing heavily now, and she moved her hands from where they were gripping the sheets to the buckle of his belt. Jongdae continued to lick up her neck as she fumbled with his belt, the removal of it taking way longer than it should.
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After a few seconds of grinding the heel of her hand into his crotch, Chanyeol giggled and finished unzipping his pants, reaching in to stroke Jongdae through his boxers. His head dropped to her shoulder and he moaned, breath hitting her skin harshly.
"Wait," he choked out, and he stood over Chanyeol, pulling off his jeans before dropping back down on top of her. He grinded his hips into hers and Chanyeol arched her back, pressing her body into his.
Chanyeol slipped thin fingers beneath the waistband of Jongdae's underwear, stroking his dick softly. His breathing grew heavier and he choked out a low moan when Chanyeol scratched the nail of her pointer finger over the slit.
There was a noise when Jongdae's back hit the bed, pushed by Chanyeol. She pulled his boxers down and watched his member spring back up, red and aching.
Chanyeol wrapped her fingers around Jongdae's balls, pulling lightly as she licked and kissed the head of his dick.
Quickly, Chanyeol enveloped his member in her hot mouth and bobbed her head down a few times, hands grappling in the sheets.
Jongdae threaded his fingers through her hair, pulling her head down hard as he thrust his hips up, his head falling back, mouth open.
Chanyeol knew how he liked it, dirty and messy, and let saliva drip from her mouth down his shaft, sucking hard as she pulled up. Dropping her head low again, Jongdae thrust up unexpectedly, lips hitting the base of his cock and her eyes watered, throat full of Jongdae. She pulled away quickly, hacking cough filling the room. Jongdae ran his fingers through her hair apologetically and Chanyeol sat on his hips.
She started slow, rubbing the rough fabric of her lace panties against Jongdae's, hard, leaking member. Her panties were getting wetter by the second, as she increased her speed, rubbing against him hard and fast.
Jongdae pulled Chanyeol down into a sloppy kiss, rolling over her so he was on top. Their mouths were still connected as Jongdae reached around her back to unhook the delicate bra. His fingers found her nipple, tweaking them lightly and rolling the between his thumb and forefinger. She gasped, writhing underneath him, clawing at the sheets.
Jongdae pulled off her panties, rubbing over her folds a few times. He stood up to rummage through her underwear drawer, searching for condoms. When he found one, he rolled it on quickly, and repositioned himself on the bed, tip of his dick only just grazing her entrance.
"Are you ready?" Jongdae asked, leaning down to kiss Chanyeol's cheek. She nodded, and her eyes closing as he pushed in, groaning at the tight heat.
He started off slowly, rocking into Chanyeol gently, watching her face screw up in pleasure. His pace picked up though, and soon he was slamming into her, the only noises the sound of skin slapping skin and countless moans from the couple.
Jongdae lifted up Chanyeol's left leg, adjusting his angle. She cried out, sharp and loud when he thrusted back into her, and she reached up for his head, pulling him into a kiss.
Jongdae kept hitting that special spot inside her, and it had her moaning into his mouth.
"Jongdae I'm-I'm gonna-" Chanyeol moaned breathlessly, hiccuping as she clenched her walls around Jongdae's dick. She gripped his shoulders roughly, leaving marks as she came down from her high, now limp against the bed.
Jongdae thrust up into her a few more times before dropping his head to her shoulder, panting heavily as he filled the condom with his sperm.
Jongdae pulled out, rolled off the condom and threw it out. He pulled open a drawer and pulled out pajamas, tossing Chanyeol his shirt and pulling on the flannel bottoms over a clean pair of boxers.
Back in bed, Jongdae wrapped his arms around Chanyeol and she snuggled closer to him.
They fell asleep like that, the yellow light of the streetlamps streaming in through the cracks in Chanyeol's curtains.
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"So. How did it go!?" Baekhyun screeched, pushing past Chanyeol into her apartment and making herself at home on the worn couch.
"It actually went really well. Jongdae was very receptive." Chanyeol joined Baekhyun where she was flipping through the few channels Chanyeol had on her TV.
"One: ew. Two: I fucking told you so." Baekhyun didn't bother looking up from the TV, shoving a handful of chips in her mouth.
"What about you? Was Kyungsoo okay?" Baekhyun blushed a little and looked at her hands.
"...Yeah. He really liked it too." Baekhyun's hands flew to her face, and she was either trying to cool herself down, or hide the ridiculously pigmented blush now spreading across her cheeks.
"Maybe we should do this again for their birthdays. They like it, and we get to keep the lingerie." Baekhyun nodded, hands still on her face.
It was going to be a long night trying to get the details out of Baekhyun.
(Funny how she turns from shameless to bashful in a matter of seconds)
A/N:hello this is unedited and very very long i hope the OP likes it!!
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