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Title: Good Morning
Author: sitiisinsane
Pairing: Kris/Baekhyun (married!verse)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the EXO boys.
This is totally cminka #39;s doing.Really.
Baekhyun kicks at Kris’s feet repeatedly, rolling his eyes when there’s no reaction from the asleep male. When Kris sleeps, he really sleeps. Like those a-wardrobe-crashing-won’t-even-wake-me-up kind of sleep. But Baekhyun is wide awake, and he’s bored, so he flings the duvet aside and rolls on top of Kris, pinning the older male down with his weight. He jabs at the male’s ribs repeatedly with a finger, not bothering to muffle his laughter when his husband emits a particularly loud snore.
Baekhyun has fed Kyungsoo and Tao their breakfast, chased after them around the house to get them dressed (he has no idea why, but those two seem to like running around naked) and fed them again, and the older male is still dead to the world. He contemplates squirting toothpaste on Kris’s face, just for the heck of it (childish, yes) but the plan is forgotten when Kris cracks an eye open.
‘’If you’re waking me up to have sex, I’m awake but if you’re not, I’m going back to sleep.’’ He rumbles sleepily, resting his hands on Baekhyun’s hips.
Baekhyun nips at Kris’s jaw. ‘’One of the many reasons why I married you: your one-track mind.’’ He quips back sarcastically. ‘’Wake up, you lazy pig. It’s already 11.30am.’’
‘’Yes, 11.30am on a Saturday, which means we get to have a lie-in.’’ He waits a few seconds. ‘’And sleepy weekend sex.’’ He adds in cheekily, hands already slipping under his husband’s t-shirt.
It’s almost impossible to resist Kris when he’s like this - playful, voice sleep-roughened, hair tousled and did Baekhyun mention that his husband doesn’t sleep with a shirt on? He’s slightly taken aback when the older male dips down and kisses him, stubble scratching against Baekhyun’s chin, and the younger male shoves at his husband’s shoulders. Kris collapses on top of the smaller-framed male, muffling his laughter against the sleeve of the male’s shirt. He knows just how much the male detests morning breath.
‘’You are so gross. I hate you. And your stupid morning wood is poking into my hip.’’
Kris lifts his head up and grins predatorily, cocking an eyebrow. ‘’Stupid morning wood? Well, it was this stupid morning wood that reduced you to a-‘’
Baekhyun cups a palm over the older male’s mouth, effectively silencing him. ‘’I’m well aware of what that magnificent penis of yours can do, thank you very much. And although I would love a repeat performance, we promised to bring the kids to the water park today. So, get your ass out of bed.’’
‘’Are you done talking?’’
‘’Yes.’’
‘’Good.’’ Kris nips at Baekhyun’s jaw and litters it with kisses, tugging his husband’s shirt up with one hand. ‘’Because I am going to give you an encore of my magnificent performance yesterday. The dumb water park can wait.’’ And he tugs the younger male’s sleep shorts down, rutting unashamedly against his husband.
Baekhyun tilts his head back, allowing the older male access to the column of his neck, hissing when teeth nips at the junction where shoulder meets neck. ‘’I thought you said sleepy sex.’’ He manages to grit out, raking his fingernails down Kris’s broad back.
It’s too warm for Baekhyun to think properly; Kris’s lanky body blanketing his, the duvet covering the lower half of their bodies and his husband panting against his shoulder. He’s too caught up to even care about morning breath when Kiss kisses him, all tongue and teeth and blunt fingernails digging into his thigh. His thighs are slick with perspiration and he parts them when Kris slides a hand in between, and he wants to tell Kris to throw the duvet off because it’s fucking warm and-
‘’PAPAAAAAA!’’
Their bedroom door swings open and Baekhyun yelps. He’s relieved that the duvet is thrown over their bodies, because seriously, he does not need his son to see him naked, thank you very much. Kris groans in frustration and collapses on top of the younger male, burying his face against the crook of his husband’s neck. Baekhyun’s trying to hike his shorts up, but it’s futile and he’s mortified. But Tao is oblivious to whatever it is that his parents had been doing, babbling about something excitedly.
‘’Tao, what did I say you should do when- WHY ARE YOU NAKED. WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES, ZITAO.’’
And five year-old Kyungsoo toddles into their room, naked as the day as he was born.
‘’ZITAO, DID YOU TAKE OFF YOUR BROTHER’S CLOTHES AS WELL.’’
umm.okay,i just really wanted to write out this scene after the conversation i had with cminka.this is what happens when we talk about krisbaek ;___ i need moar friends to spazz over krisbaek with on twiter harharhar
Author: sitiisinsane
Pairing: Kris/Baekhyun (married!verse)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the EXO boys.
This is totally cminka #39;s doing.Really.
Baekhyun kicks at Kris’s feet repeatedly, rolling his eyes when there’s no reaction from the asleep male. When Kris sleeps, he really sleeps. Like those a-wardrobe-crashing-won’t-even-wake-me-up kind of sleep. But Baekhyun is wide awake, and he’s bored, so he flings the duvet aside and rolls on top of Kris, pinning the older male down with his weight. He jabs at the male’s ribs repeatedly with a finger, not bothering to muffle his laughter when his husband emits a particularly loud snore.
Baekhyun has fed Kyungsoo and Tao their breakfast, chased after them around the house to get them dressed (he has no idea why, but those two seem to like running around naked) and fed them again, and the older male is still dead to the world. He contemplates squirting toothpaste on Kris’s face, just for the heck of it (childish, yes) but the plan is forgotten when Kris cracks an eye open.
‘’If you’re waking me up to have sex, I’m awake but if you’re not, I’m going back to sleep.’’ He rumbles sleepily, resting his hands on Baekhyun’s hips.
Baekhyun nips at Kris’s jaw. ‘’One of the many reasons why I married you: your one-track mind.’’ He quips back sarcastically. ‘’Wake up, you lazy pig. It’s already 11.30am.’’
‘’Yes, 11.30am on a Saturday, which means we get to have a lie-in.’’ He waits a few seconds. ‘’And sleepy weekend sex.’’ He adds in cheekily, hands already slipping under his husband’s t-shirt.
It’s almost impossible to resist Kris when he’s like this - playful, voice sleep-roughened, hair tousled and did Baekhyun mention that his husband doesn’t sleep with a shirt on? He’s slightly taken aback when the older male dips down and kisses him, stubble scratching against Baekhyun’s chin, and the younger male shoves at his husband’s shoulders. Kris collapses on top of the smaller-framed male, muffling his laughter against the sleeve of the male’s shirt. He knows just how much the male detests morning breath.
‘’You are so gross. I hate you. And your stupid morning wood is poking into my hip.’’
Kris lifts his head up and grins predatorily, cocking an eyebrow. ‘’Stupid morning wood? Well, it was this stupid morning wood that reduced you to a-‘’
Baekhyun cups a palm over the older male’s mouth, effectively silencing him. ‘’I’m well aware of what that magnificent penis of yours can do, thank you very much. And although I would love a repeat performance, we promised to bring the kids to the water park today. So, get your ass out of bed.’’
‘’Are you done talking?’’
‘’Yes.’’
‘’Good.’’ Kris nips at Baekhyun’s jaw and litters it with kisses, tugging his husband’s shirt up with one hand. ‘’Because I am going to give you an encore of my magnificent performance yesterday. The dumb water park can wait.’’ And he tugs the younger male’s sleep shorts down, rutting unashamedly against his husband.
Baekhyun tilts his head back, allowing the older male access to the column of his neck, hissing when teeth nips at the junction where shoulder meets neck. ‘’I thought you said sleepy sex.’’ He manages to grit out, raking his fingernails down Kris’s broad back.
It’s too warm for Baekhyun to think properly; Kris’s lanky body blanketing his, the duvet covering the lower half of their bodies and his husband panting against his shoulder. He’s too caught up to even care about morning breath when Kiss kisses him, all tongue and teeth and blunt fingernails digging into his thigh. His thighs are slick with perspiration and he parts them when Kris slides a hand in between, and he wants to tell Kris to throw the duvet off because it’s fucking warm and-
‘’PAPAAAAAA!’’
Their bedroom door swings open and Baekhyun yelps. He’s relieved that the duvet is thrown over their bodies, because seriously, he does not need his son to see him naked, thank you very much. Kris groans in frustration and collapses on top of the younger male, burying his face against the crook of his husband’s neck. Baekhyun’s trying to hike his shorts up, but it’s futile and he’s mortified. But Tao is oblivious to whatever it is that his parents had been doing, babbling about something excitedly.
‘’Tao, what did I say you should do when- WHY ARE YOU NAKED. WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES, ZITAO.’’
And five year-old Kyungsoo toddles into their room, naked as the day as he was born.
‘’ZITAO, DID YOU TAKE OFF YOUR BROTHER’S CLOTHES AS WELL.’’
umm.okay,i just really wanted to write out this scene after the conversation i had with cminka.this is what happens when we talk about krisbaek ;___ i need moar friends to spazz over krisbaek with on twiter harharhar