My Man
My Lady Man
Tao/Chanyeol
1732 Words, smutty
Based on My Lady, by EXO because that song is about sex and meowmau wanted a TaoYeol fic.
Pulling the covers back, Chanyeol got out of bed. He made for the bathroom, the soles of his feet padding quietly on the soft carpet floor so as not to wake his sleeping partner. He yawned and stepped under the spray of the shower, letting the hot water warm him and wake him. It soothed the soreness of his muscles and he smiled in memory of the previous night, at how good he had felt. Tao’s cock had felt delicious inside of him.
His hand went up to the side of this neck, to his shoulders and then down to his chests. It was like connecting the dots, Chanyeol thought with a chuckle. He loved Tao’s lips on him, loved his teeth when they bit into his skin and his tongue, slick and sultry.
Leaning on the side of the glass, he ran a hand down his abdomen. He still remembered the path Tao’s mouth had traveled, the detours it had taken and Chanyeol retraced those steps, his hand landing at the base of his cock which had grown hard and hot. He stroked it, a low, cracked moan falling from his parted lips.
Chanyeol loved Tao’s body. The two might have been the same height but Chanyeol had always thought Tao was better defined, his limbs-arms, legs, thighs-waist, were all thicker than Chanyeol’s; stronger too. When Tao climb over him Chanyeol felt the weight of him. He felt the pressure and the heat that radiated from the other.
Chanyeol had never been able to control his body during sex, but Tao restrained him. He held Chanyeol down with his body and made Chanyeol feel put together. As embarrassing as it was to admit, that turned him on to no end. Chanyeol had also never been able to control his voice or what came out his mouth and that was no different when it came to Tao. He had screamed, loud and needy. He would have been apologetic if he didn’t think his neighbors were already used to this.
Chanyeol flushed when he caught sight of himself in the mirror and with thoughts of the previous night still fresh in his mind, he came, hot and heavy, into his hand.
***
Tao was still asleep when Chanyeol exited the bathroom. He threw on a pair of boxers and a shirt before climbing into bed again.
Tao was younger than Chanyeol but most people were often surprised to learn this. Chanyeol’s round features, coupled with his large eyes and the way his hair framed his face made him look younger than his age. In contrast, Tao’s build as well as the almond shape of his eyes made him look older and unfriendly. It was only when you got to know the boy and spent time with him that you realized just how deceptive his looks were and how little they reflected his personality. Over the years Chanyeol had learned that.
They had started out as a one night stand. They had met in some random club, Tao had taken him home and they had fucked that night, hard and fast, both climaxing more than once, and then once more in the morning. Chanyeol had given Tao his number and a week later they hooked up again.
This went on for months, and Chanyeol doesn’t remember exactly when their relationship changed from fuck buddies to friends with benefits. (Although it might’ve been around the one time when Tao’s friends came over unexpectedly while the two boys were having breakfast. Tao had introduced Chanyeol as a friend, but Chanyeol had left soon after that. Chanyeol’s visits to Tao’s little apartment became lengthier after that incident.)
It wasn’t until a year had passed that Chanyeol noticed Tao’s feelings for him. Tao had begun doing things for him. It started small. Tao took an interest in buying him little trinkets, like small toys or cheap pieces of custom jewelry. They were little things too small and random for Chanyeol to even have second thoughts about so he accepted them with a smile.
As time passed Tao had gotten bolder. His gifts became grander and they started to spend more and more time together outs of bed. Tao paid for meals whenever he got the chance, which pissed Chanyeol off at first because he was the hyung. He was supposed to be taking care of the younger boy, not the way around. It was times like that when Tao liked to “forget” Korean customs and do as he pleased, taking Chanyeol with him.
It had been overwhelming. Tao’s feelings for him were growing while Chanyeol felt nothing. He liked Tao. They were good friends, but that’s all Chanyeol felt for him and he couldn’t force himself to love Tao. Needless to say, he was more than a little relieved when Tao had gone back to China that summer.
Chanyeol had hated himself for the thought but it was how he had felt. He loved Tao, loved him like a friend, but when Tao did things for him or gave him things that implied something more than friendship, it got awkward and uncomfortable. When Tao left, Chanyeol felt like he could breathe again. It gave him time to think.
When it came to relationships Chanyeol couldn’t say he had a winning record. He never did too well, preferring hook ups to actual dating. Although he had never cheated, Chanyeol often got bored quickly. He never stuck with more than one person for a couple of months and if they weren’t together, he wouldn’t have limited himself to just that one person. Only a select few had ever managed to keep his interest for more than a couple months. Tao was one of them, although it had taken a while for Chanyeol to realize that.
The worst thing was that Tao had never forced Chanyeol to do anything he didn’t like. He had never pushed when he realized Chanyeol’s discomfort and was always the one to apologize and change the subject even though, most of the time, he had done nothing wrong. Tao was sweet and considerate and how fucked up was it that the Chanyeol could only fall for the other boy when he wasn’t around?
***
“Yah,” he pulled the covers back. “Get up already, its past noon.” Chanyeol poked the other boy when he didn’t get an answer. “Tao?” He poked the other boy a second, third a fourth time, all while repeating his name. When Tao groaned, turning to his side with his back facing Chanyeol, he laughed.
“Tao,” Chanyeol wrapped his arms around the other boy, pressing the two of them together. “You can’t sleep all day you know.” Chanyeol muttered into his back, drawing small circles on the side of Tao’s hips.
Tao groaned again and it sounded a lot like “Why not? You do it all the time.” He would have gotten a smack for that if Chanyeol hadn’t been so focused on leaving little bruises on Tao’s back with his mouth. Chanyeol liked to think he knew Tao by now. They had known each other for a little over two years. He knew Tao’s body well by now. He knew when Tao was hard and so what if he had just jacked off in the shower? Chanyeol was a healthy twenty-one year old and he had needs. If Tao hadn’t given up on sleeping already, he was about to.
“Why did you even bother to put on clothes?” Tao said when Chanyeol turned him over. From his vantage point, it almost looked like a pout. He hovered above Tao and shrugged, kissing him on the lips. He hadn’t really been thinking.
“What?” Chanyeol asked a little while later, in between kisses. Tao glanced down at his boxers and then up at him. “These?” Chanyeol asked, finding nothing wrong with wearing boxers while trying to have sex. Tao blinked and Chanyeol gave an exasperated sigh.
“They’re not gonna get in the way. That’s what the flappy thing in the front is for.” As he tried to explain Tao sat up, pulling him closer. He pulled down Chanyeol’s boxers, his hands slowing around the curve of Chanyeol’s ass, and took them off.
“You’re such a dumbass sometimes.” He said, his smirk turning into laughter when Chanyeol smacked him.
“Shut up.” Chanyeol stroked Tao’s cock. His lips pulled into a satisfied smirk when Tao let out a small moan.
Chanyeol worked Tao’s heated cock in his hand, kneaded it, enjoying the reaction he got from his partner. He loved this. He loved the sounds Tao made during sex. He loved how Tao reacted when Chanyeol worked him with his hands, his mouth and tongue.
Tao put all of himself into everything he did, gave his partner his everything, let them see his all of him, and, admittedly, that had scared Chanyeol at first. Tao came on strong, and that wasn’t Chanyeol’s style at all, not when it came to this. He had never let himself get too involved, no matter how eager he let others believe he was. He had always kept part of himself hidden, but then Tao had come along and Chanyeol found that he couldn’t hide any longer.
He still didn’t know how he felt about that. Some days he indulged Tao, let the younger boy do as he wished, while other days, though less frequent, all he wanted to do was lock himself in his room and hide himself away from the world. Chanyeol wasn’t as comfortable with letting himself go completely like Tao was-not just in sex, but in relationships as a whole-and he didn’t know if he ever would.
However, Chanyeol smiled, smacking Tao’s hand away and pinning him down on bed, he wasn’t going to analyze his fears about their relationship in the middle of sex.
***
“Why are you such a fat ass?” Chanyeol sat up in bed. At some point his shirt had also come off and he really didn’t know why he had bothered getting dressed or taking a shower in the first place. He also doubted they would be going anywhere that day.
“Please,” Tao groaned, rolling over so he lay on his stomach. “You love me.”
“Yeah,” Chanyeol snorted and linked their hands together. “I do.” He said, because even with all his fears and doubts, it was true.
a/n: first time putting out anything prony so it might suck really bad. Kinda chickened out at the end but…………………………….w/e. My Lady is still about sex.