(no subject)
Title: Baekhyun's Glorious Hairless Armpit
Author: sitiisinsane
Pairing: Kris Baekhyun
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Mentions of an armpit kink (i don't even know)
Well.Hi.Wow,it's been months since I posted here and with exo's comeback and the krisbaek moments from Happy Camp, I couldn't not want to write. Honestly, I blame the ''exo's glorious armpits (especially baekhyun, xiumin,sehun,kai and tao's) conversation that I had with hibinoasako , which resulted in this thingy that I wrote.HONESTLY, I'VE NOT EVEN ATTEMPTED SOMETHING LIKE THIS BEFORE AND IT WAS JUST REALLY WEIRD TO WRITE? I guess it's something like a warm-up for me. (DEE,YOU BROKE ME SO EARLY IN THE MORNING.YOU HAVE TO TAKE FULL RESPONSIBILITY)
(tao's glorious pits , baek'sflawlessskin , sehun'smanlypits )
I hereby declare SeBaekTaoXiu the 'armpit line' in exo.And what's a krisbaek fic from me without dedicating it to cminka and hibinoasako (THIS GIRL IS PURE EVIL,I TELL YOU).
Yifan concludes that really hot weather, sleeveless tops with too wide arm sleeves and Baekhyun’s smooth and hairless armpits are really, really bad for his health. He blames it all on the weather because if it wasn’t for days of skin prickling heat, he wouldn’t have this sudden fixation over Baekhyun’s armpits. Just thinking about it was embarrassing enough, but it wasn’t like it was his fault anyway.
Yifan practically devours his boyfriend with his eyes the moment Baekhyun steps into the cafe, Tao in tow, both of them dressed simple as an attempt to beat the afternoon heat. Yifan thinks it’s just Baekhuyn’s armpits that he has this sudden fixation for, because seeing Tao and Xiumin in sleeveless tops with too wide arm sleeves has no effect on him at all. If anything, he kind of wants to tell Tao that it’s time for a shave.
Well. Anyway.
Baekhyun has on a dark grey sleeveless top with unintelligible writing at the front, the sleeveless part of the arm so wide that Kris thinks he might have caught a flash of nipple. The colour of his boyfriend’s snapback clashes horribly with his newly dyed magenta-coloured hair, but it doesn’t make the younger male look any less adorable. Tao makes a beeline for Sehun who’s sprawled on one of the armchairs the moment he catches sight of the youngest, and despite the empty seat next to Jongdae, Baekhyun chooses to plop down right into Yifan’s lap. The male wiggles, manages to find a comfortable position and loops one arm around Kris’s shoulders.
Which is really bad. Because Yifan thinks that not everyone in their circle of friends might react positively to him suddenly pressing his nose against his boyfriend’s shoulder, nose inches away from his armpit.
‘’Hello there.’’ And Baekhyun doesn’t even ask, just reaches over slightly for the green tea frappe that’s on the small table next to him.
And Yifan straightens up just as Baekhyun’s about to take a sip of the beverage from the straw, holding the younger male’s chin between his fingers before he leans in to press his lips against Baekhyun’s. And they kiss for a good thirty seconds, with Baekhyun still holding the frappe in his other hand, droplets of condensation dropping onto his denim ¾ jeans.
‘’Hello there.’’ Yifan rumbles back once the both of them pull away, ignoring the retching sounds Jongin and Jongdae are making.
Yifan casually rests his hand against Baekhyun’s side, cheekily slipping his hand through the gap, purposely brushing his fingers against the younger male’s nipple. Baekhyun gasps, wide eyes turning into narrow slits when Yifan presses a finger insistently against his nipple.
‘’Stop it.’’ Baekhyun hisses.
‘’You should’ve known better than to wear that.’’ Yifan presses a kiss against his jaw, voice slightly muffled.
Baekhyun affectionately pats the older male’s cheek. ‘’Shush, you armpit sniffer. Or maybe, I kind of wore this on purpose.’’ And before Yifan can formulate a reply, Baekhyun hops off his lap.
‘’Where are you going?’’ Chanyeol has been roped into solving a Sudoku puzzle, wedged between the armrest of the chair and Kyungsoo, and Sudoko has never been his forte and he hopes that escape will come in the form of Baekhyun.
Yifan neatly cuts in, ‘’We’re going to get drinks. Anyone want anything?’’
None of them want anything, and Yifan places an arm around Baekhyun’s shoulder, steering him towards the direction of the bathroom. They turn a corner and Yifan pushes his boyfriend into the handicapped toilet (where it’s way bigger) and locks the door behind them, much to the younger male’s amusement.
Baekhyun, on purpose (judging from the mischievous glint in his eyes), stretches his arms above his head. It’s completely unfair how his skin is just really supple and milky, which makes Yifan wants to press his nose against the skin there. Baekhyun pulls down the lid of the toilet bowl, takes a seat and crooks a finger, gesturing for the taller male to stand in between his thighs.
Yifan has to lean down to kiss Baekhyun, but the uncomfortable position is worth it when he has Baekhyun’s soft lips pressed against his, the male’s arms wound around his neck as he sucks on Yifan’s bottom lip.
‘’I shaved just for you.’’ Baekhyun mumbles in between kisses, snapback askew on his head and Yifan knocks it off, threading his fingers in strands of magenta-coloured hair. ‘’I guess you weren’t the only one who enjoyed it tremendously that night.’’ The male’s cheeks are flushed from the slight embarrassment of admitting the fact that it had been a huge turn on for him as well.
He regrets admitting it when the corners of the older male’s lips curl up into a smug grin and he shuts Yifan up by kissing the male harder, all teeth, tongue and saliva and calloused fingers tugging at the short strands of his hair. Yifan hauls him up from the toilet seat and pushes him back against the tiled wall. Baekhyun doesn’t want to think about how unhygienic it is, but the wall is cool against the warmth of his skin.
Yifan practically looms over him, and Baekhyun admires the broadness of his boyfriend’s shoulders. He’s unable to ignore the pleasant twist in his gut when Yifan curls his long fingers around Baekhyun’s right wrist, pinning his arm above his head. He exhales softly when Yifan kisses the inside of his wrist, and the gesture is gentle compared to the iron grip that the male has around his hand. Baekhyun squirms when Yifan presses soft, lingering kisses down the length of his arm, occasionally nipping at his skin.
‘’Tickles.’’ He breathes out, when Yifan repeatedly kisses the area where the joints of his elbow meet. ‘’In case you forgot, we’re in a public toilet and you know, it’d be nice if you could speed things up.’’
Yifan chuckles and ignores him, opting to skim his nose down the length of Baekhyun’s arm again. Baekhyun smells like a mixture of the sakura blossom soap that he buys from Body Shop and the deodorant that Wufan usually uses. The younger male’s body is already strung with anticipation.
‘’Yifan, can you please-‘’
Yifan tightens his grip on Baekhyun’s wrist and flattens his tongue against the smooth, hairless skin of the male’s armpit, effectively shutting him up (for now). Baekhyun squeezes his eyes shut, a moan threatening to slip past his parted lips and Yifan claps a hand over his mouth.
He’s helpless - pinned against the wall with his arm above his head, Yifan licking, biting and sucking, his nose pressed against Baekhyun’s armpit. As ridiculous as it sounds, it’s also fucking hot as well. Yifan’s tongue is both warm and wet, and the scrape of teeth against the skin has Baekhyun’s toes curling inside his scruffy sneakers. He’s never really thought of his armpit as one of his erogenous zone, but Baekhyun supposes that he has Yifan to thank for it.
And so, Baekhyun cups Yifan’s erection through his jeans and the low moan that the older male breathes out against his skin makes Baekhyun wish that he was sitting down instead.
‘’No time for that.’’ They’ve been in here for far too long.
Baekhyun whines, tugging insistently at the belt loops of Yifan’s jeans. ‘’But I really want to suck you-‘’
Yifan shuts him up with a bruising kiss, a promise that the younger male can do whatever he wants later in the privacy of their dorm.
Baekhyun’s pout is enough to make Yifan want to drop his jeans, but he has better self-control than that. The moment he releases his grip on the other’s wrist, Baekhyun latches on to Yifan, shamelessly rutting against him. They end up spending another ten minutes in the handicapped toilet, rubbing against each other frenziedly and just kissing (all tongue and teeth, and breathy moans with Baekhyun whispering against Yifan’s lips in between kisses what he wants the older male to do with him when they get back).
‘’The last time I checked, drinks are sold up front and not there.’’ Jongdae pipes up the moment Yifan and Baekhyun join them, jerking a thumb at the direction of the toilet.
Baekhyun shrugs, claiming his spot on Yifan’s lap once again, settling against the male comfortably as strong arms circle around his waist from behind. He rests his chin on Baekhyun’s shoulders, eyes alight with amusement,
‘’Why ask when you probably know what the both of us got up to?’’
And Baekhyun makes a crude hand job gesture with his hand, laughing when Chanyeol chucks a pencil at him.
x.x.x.x
A/N: I wanted to make it filthier, but I kind of got stuck so maybe next time.Honestly, my writing does not do exo's armpits any justice. (And oh,Dee and I want hot baektao armpit sex can someone write it please.i said please.)
Author: sitiisinsane
Pairing: Kris Baekhyun
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Mentions of an armpit kink (i don't even know)
Well.Hi.Wow,it's been months since I posted here and with exo's comeback and the krisbaek moments from Happy Camp, I couldn't not want to write. Honestly, I blame the ''exo's glorious armpits (especially baekhyun, xiumin,sehun,kai and tao's) conversation that I had with hibinoasako , which resulted in this thingy that I wrote.HONESTLY, I'VE NOT EVEN ATTEMPTED SOMETHING LIKE THIS BEFORE AND IT WAS JUST REALLY WEIRD TO WRITE? I guess it's something like a warm-up for me. (DEE,YOU BROKE ME SO EARLY IN THE MORNING.YOU HAVE TO TAKE FULL RESPONSIBILITY)
(tao's glorious pits , baek'sflawlessskin , sehun'smanlypits )
I hereby declare SeBaekTaoXiu the 'armpit line' in exo.And what's a krisbaek fic from me without dedicating it to cminka and hibinoasako (THIS GIRL IS PURE EVIL,I TELL YOU).
Yifan concludes that really hot weather, sleeveless tops with too wide arm sleeves and Baekhyun’s smooth and hairless armpits are really, really bad for his health. He blames it all on the weather because if it wasn’t for days of skin prickling heat, he wouldn’t have this sudden fixation over Baekhyun’s armpits. Just thinking about it was embarrassing enough, but it wasn’t like it was his fault anyway.
Yifan practically devours his boyfriend with his eyes the moment Baekhyun steps into the cafe, Tao in tow, both of them dressed simple as an attempt to beat the afternoon heat. Yifan thinks it’s just Baekhuyn’s armpits that he has this sudden fixation for, because seeing Tao and Xiumin in sleeveless tops with too wide arm sleeves has no effect on him at all. If anything, he kind of wants to tell Tao that it’s time for a shave.
Well. Anyway.
Baekhyun has on a dark grey sleeveless top with unintelligible writing at the front, the sleeveless part of the arm so wide that Kris thinks he might have caught a flash of nipple. The colour of his boyfriend’s snapback clashes horribly with his newly dyed magenta-coloured hair, but it doesn’t make the younger male look any less adorable. Tao makes a beeline for Sehun who’s sprawled on one of the armchairs the moment he catches sight of the youngest, and despite the empty seat next to Jongdae, Baekhyun chooses to plop down right into Yifan’s lap. The male wiggles, manages to find a comfortable position and loops one arm around Kris’s shoulders.
Which is really bad. Because Yifan thinks that not everyone in their circle of friends might react positively to him suddenly pressing his nose against his boyfriend’s shoulder, nose inches away from his armpit.
‘’Hello there.’’ And Baekhyun doesn’t even ask, just reaches over slightly for the green tea frappe that’s on the small table next to him.
And Yifan straightens up just as Baekhyun’s about to take a sip of the beverage from the straw, holding the younger male’s chin between his fingers before he leans in to press his lips against Baekhyun’s. And they kiss for a good thirty seconds, with Baekhyun still holding the frappe in his other hand, droplets of condensation dropping onto his denim ¾ jeans.
‘’Hello there.’’ Yifan rumbles back once the both of them pull away, ignoring the retching sounds Jongin and Jongdae are making.
Yifan casually rests his hand against Baekhyun’s side, cheekily slipping his hand through the gap, purposely brushing his fingers against the younger male’s nipple. Baekhyun gasps, wide eyes turning into narrow slits when Yifan presses a finger insistently against his nipple.
‘’Stop it.’’ Baekhyun hisses.
‘’You should’ve known better than to wear that.’’ Yifan presses a kiss against his jaw, voice slightly muffled.
Baekhyun affectionately pats the older male’s cheek. ‘’Shush, you armpit sniffer. Or maybe, I kind of wore this on purpose.’’ And before Yifan can formulate a reply, Baekhyun hops off his lap.
‘’Where are you going?’’ Chanyeol has been roped into solving a Sudoku puzzle, wedged between the armrest of the chair and Kyungsoo, and Sudoko has never been his forte and he hopes that escape will come in the form of Baekhyun.
Yifan neatly cuts in, ‘’We’re going to get drinks. Anyone want anything?’’
None of them want anything, and Yifan places an arm around Baekhyun’s shoulder, steering him towards the direction of the bathroom. They turn a corner and Yifan pushes his boyfriend into the handicapped toilet (where it’s way bigger) and locks the door behind them, much to the younger male’s amusement.
Baekhyun, on purpose (judging from the mischievous glint in his eyes), stretches his arms above his head. It’s completely unfair how his skin is just really supple and milky, which makes Yifan wants to press his nose against the skin there. Baekhyun pulls down the lid of the toilet bowl, takes a seat and crooks a finger, gesturing for the taller male to stand in between his thighs.
Yifan has to lean down to kiss Baekhyun, but the uncomfortable position is worth it when he has Baekhyun’s soft lips pressed against his, the male’s arms wound around his neck as he sucks on Yifan’s bottom lip.
‘’I shaved just for you.’’ Baekhyun mumbles in between kisses, snapback askew on his head and Yifan knocks it off, threading his fingers in strands of magenta-coloured hair. ‘’I guess you weren’t the only one who enjoyed it tremendously that night.’’ The male’s cheeks are flushed from the slight embarrassment of admitting the fact that it had been a huge turn on for him as well.
He regrets admitting it when the corners of the older male’s lips curl up into a smug grin and he shuts Yifan up by kissing the male harder, all teeth, tongue and saliva and calloused fingers tugging at the short strands of his hair. Yifan hauls him up from the toilet seat and pushes him back against the tiled wall. Baekhyun doesn’t want to think about how unhygienic it is, but the wall is cool against the warmth of his skin.
Yifan practically looms over him, and Baekhyun admires the broadness of his boyfriend’s shoulders. He’s unable to ignore the pleasant twist in his gut when Yifan curls his long fingers around Baekhyun’s right wrist, pinning his arm above his head. He exhales softly when Yifan kisses the inside of his wrist, and the gesture is gentle compared to the iron grip that the male has around his hand. Baekhyun squirms when Yifan presses soft, lingering kisses down the length of his arm, occasionally nipping at his skin.
‘’Tickles.’’ He breathes out, when Yifan repeatedly kisses the area where the joints of his elbow meet. ‘’In case you forgot, we’re in a public toilet and you know, it’d be nice if you could speed things up.’’
Yifan chuckles and ignores him, opting to skim his nose down the length of Baekhyun’s arm again. Baekhyun smells like a mixture of the sakura blossom soap that he buys from Body Shop and the deodorant that Wufan usually uses. The younger male’s body is already strung with anticipation.
‘’Yifan, can you please-‘’
Yifan tightens his grip on Baekhyun’s wrist and flattens his tongue against the smooth, hairless skin of the male’s armpit, effectively shutting him up (for now). Baekhyun squeezes his eyes shut, a moan threatening to slip past his parted lips and Yifan claps a hand over his mouth.
He’s helpless - pinned against the wall with his arm above his head, Yifan licking, biting and sucking, his nose pressed against Baekhyun’s armpit. As ridiculous as it sounds, it’s also fucking hot as well. Yifan’s tongue is both warm and wet, and the scrape of teeth against the skin has Baekhyun’s toes curling inside his scruffy sneakers. He’s never really thought of his armpit as one of his erogenous zone, but Baekhyun supposes that he has Yifan to thank for it.
And so, Baekhyun cups Yifan’s erection through his jeans and the low moan that the older male breathes out against his skin makes Baekhyun wish that he was sitting down instead.
‘’No time for that.’’ They’ve been in here for far too long.
Baekhyun whines, tugging insistently at the belt loops of Yifan’s jeans. ‘’But I really want to suck you-‘’
Yifan shuts him up with a bruising kiss, a promise that the younger male can do whatever he wants later in the privacy of their dorm.
Baekhyun’s pout is enough to make Yifan want to drop his jeans, but he has better self-control than that. The moment he releases his grip on the other’s wrist, Baekhyun latches on to Yifan, shamelessly rutting against him. They end up spending another ten minutes in the handicapped toilet, rubbing against each other frenziedly and just kissing (all tongue and teeth, and breathy moans with Baekhyun whispering against Yifan’s lips in between kisses what he wants the older male to do with him when they get back).
‘’The last time I checked, drinks are sold up front and not there.’’ Jongdae pipes up the moment Yifan and Baekhyun join them, jerking a thumb at the direction of the toilet.
Baekhyun shrugs, claiming his spot on Yifan’s lap once again, settling against the male comfortably as strong arms circle around his waist from behind. He rests his chin on Baekhyun’s shoulders, eyes alight with amusement,
‘’Why ask when you probably know what the both of us got up to?’’
And Baekhyun makes a crude hand job gesture with his hand, laughing when Chanyeol chucks a pencil at him.
x.x.x.x
A/N: I wanted to make it filthier, but I kind of got stuck so maybe next time.Honestly, my writing does not do exo's armpits any justice. (And oh,Dee and I want hot baektao armpit sex can someone write it please.i said please.)