[team 4] it'll stay in this room
first time in forever when i'm posting within the actual time limit, whoo! yet another addition to the privé!AU. this was fun write :D
Baekhyun/Chanyeol | NC-17-ish | 1,673 words
He doesn’t quite believe the current state he’s in. In his hotel room in Los Angeles. Post successful collection launch and the party. Slightly groggy and hungover from all the champagne last night. All of that is expected, normal, pretty much according to the plan.
What isn’t though: this post-sex state and - the man in his bed.
Baekhyun looks over just in time to see Chanyeol rolling around on the bed, yawning and rubbing his eyes. When he notices that Baekhyun is also awake, he smiles warmly and automatically shuffles closer.
“Good morning.”
He leans in tentatively and, when Baekhyun doesn’t move or stop him, pecks him lightly on the lips.
“Did you sleep well?” Chanyeol’s smile is so wide and his eyes scan over Baekhyun’s face intently. His hair is sticking up funnily at the back of his head and he somehow looks so young right then. Yeah, let’s not focus on that right now.
“Slept okay. Uh, I wonder what time it is…” Baekhyun sits up and fishes his phone from the nightstand. It’s only around 9am.
He drops back on his pillow and lets out a small huff. The craziness of the situation surely feels more intense in the stark daylight than it did yesterday. He fucked his young employee. Funnily enough, Jongdae’s disapproving face floats into his mind like some weird sign from his conscience, and Baekhyun rubs his face.
“Are you okay?” Chanyeol asks. “Should I... leave?”
“Maybe. No. I don’t know.”
Baekhyun sighs and looks at Chanyeol. “We shouldn’t have done that.”
Chanyeol shrugs a bit. “Maybe. But we did. And it stays in this room, remember?”
Chanyeol makes the gesture of zipping his mouth shut, making Baekhyun chuckle.
“Even so. You still work for me.”
“For now. But who cares? People do this all the time. And it’s not like you’re taking advantage of me or anything, because I sure as hell wished this would happen. I’ve been crushing for you for weeks!”
The last sentence makes Baekhyun’s heart jump maybe a bit embarrassingly. He’s obviously noticed Chanyeol’s flirty behaviour but Baekhyun thought he’s like that with everyone since he’s naturally so charming and friendly. He feels less bad about his own persistent Chanyeol thoughts now if the thing was mutual all along.
“Really...?” he asks and tries not to look too pleased.
“Are you kidding? Having a boss this hot and cute is very tough sometimes,” Chanyeol says with a small smirk and Baekhyun has to appreciate the guy’s smooth confidence. It’s been a while since he’s heard such compliments and can feel his face heating up a bit at that. Damn, he really should date more.
“Well, it is equally tough for the boss to have this hot model working for him,” Baekhyun quips back.
Chanyeol’s still quite close, and Baekhuyn’s words seem to give him courage to close the distance again. This time the kiss is slow and lingering, and soon Baekhyun feels Chanyeol’s tongue flicking his bottom lip, urging him to open his mouth. Instead, he pulls back a little.
“Wait...” His Jongdae conscience won’t stop nagging at the back of his mind.
“You’re thinking too much,” Chanyeol says and rests his head on the side of Baekhyun’s pillow. “You should just let yourself go for once.”
“I did yesterday and here we are.”
“Yes! So let yourself enjoy the situation a bit longer before we have to leave and walk out of this room and pretend this never happened.”
Chanyeol brings his hand up and sinks his fingers in Baekhyun’s hair, stroking gently along his cheek with his thumb.
“I just want to kiss you and hold you until we have to go,” he says and Baekhyun feels warmth spreading through his body. He wants it, too. He wants Chanyeol as much as he did last night, and maybe even more now. So he let’s go, for the second time.
“Okay,” he says, giving permission to both Chanyeol and himself.
Baekhyun cups Chanyeol’s face and leans back in, kissing him longer and deeper than before. Chanyeol moans faintly into his mouth, and Baekhyun feels him pressing closer to him under the blankets. For a moment it’s just hungry kisses and wandering, caressing hands on both of their bodies. Then, Chanyeol slowly moves his mouth down along Baekhyun’s neck while slipping his arm in between them and cupping Baekhyun’s half-hard dick. Baekhyun can’t help a faint shudder at the touch.
“Let me suck you off,” Chanyeol mumbles against his skin and there’s no way Baekhyun would be able to decline that anymore.
He lies on his back and moves the blanket away slightly as Chanyeol starts kissing his way down Baekhyun’s body. While he trails kisses and licks across Baekhyun’s chest and stomach, his other hand stays on his cock, stroking it to full hardness. Baekhyun leans back against the pillow, his body already on fire under Chanyeol’s mouth and touch. He lets out a moan when Chanyeol flicks his thumb just so over the tip while trailing his tongue teasingly towards his groin.
And just then - Baekhyun’s phone starts ringing beside him.
They both flinch at the sudden noise, and Baekhyun quickly glances at the screen just to see Kim Junmyeon’s name on it. Oh god.
“Wait-” he says breathily to Chanyeol, raising up on his elbows. “Wait just a second. I need to get this.” He’s already fumbling for the phone beside him.
“Are you kidding?” Chanyeol asks, looking incredulous. “Can’t whoever that is wait until this here is finished?” He’s gesturing towards Baekhyun’s dick which is still in his hand.
“Sorry,” Baekhyun says. “It won’t take long. Please be quiet.”
He clears his throat and answers the phone, forcing his voice as normal as possible.
“Hi, Junmyeon hyung! What’s up?”
“Baekhyun, hi, sorry to interrupt you but I checked that it should be morning there already, right?”
“Yep. Which means it’s super late over there? Is everything alright?”
Baekhyun locks eyes with Chanyeol, who is quiet like he asked, and also still holding Baekhyun’s dick, though not as firmly as before. He has a weird expression on his face while he looks at Baekhyun, who tries his all to concentrate on what Junmyeon’s saying.
“Jongdae said it’d be best to call you and confirm about this…”
Suddenly Chanyeol, still keeping his eyes at Baekhyun, lowers his head and slowly licks along the shaft of his erection. Breath hitches in his throat and Baekhyun bites his lip to keep himself quiet. He thinks he sees a hint of triumph on Chanyeol’s face; he knows Baekhyun won’t be able to say or do anything right then.
“...the records for the new collection shoot are ready for accounting now but I just wanted to check…”
Chanyeol finally breaks the eye contact and takes Baekhyun’s dick fully into his mouth. Baekhyun drops his head back on the pillow, hand clasped on his mouth as Chanyeol sucks on him (and manages to be rather quiet).
“J-Junmyeon, look-” Baekhyun fights to keep his voice even, “I’ll need to check on that on my laptop. I have the files there. I’ll get back to you about it later, so you’ll see it in the morning, ok?”
“That sounds good, I will still have time to send it over to accounting…”
Chanyeol quickens his pace and squeezes his balls, and Baekhyun can feel his thighs and stomach tremble. Wave of pleasure sweeps through him and he really wants to scream.
“Yes, thanks, Junmyeon.” His voice is strained and he maybe cuts the other off a bit but he doesn’t care now. “Now go to sleep. I’ll talk to you later, bye.”
Baekhyun swiftly hangs up after the last word and throws the phone away, letting out a shaky breath that turns into a moan. Half of frustration, half of pleasure.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he hisses at Chanyeol, who raises his head, letting Baekhyun slip out of his mouth. The sudden cool air on his dick, combined with the view of Chanyeol's slick, wet lips and his cocky gaze send shivers through him.
"I'm sucking you off like I said I would."
"While I'm on the phone with my employee?”
Chanyeol shrugs. “You picked it up yourself. And it went fine, didn’t it? I was quiet, you managed not to moan into the phone...”
Baekhyun snorts and just shakes his head. To be honest, the burst of adrenaline the phone call’s caused just adds up to his arousal, his whole body tingling and trembling, begging for the release.
“Just shut up,” he tells Chanyeol, “and finish what you’ve started or I will kick you out right now.”
Chanyeol smirks and does as told. Under his mouth and touches it really doesn’t take long until Baekhyun is shaking, panting and moaning, and at last coming undone.
While panting and still coming down from his high, Baekhyun pulls Chanyeol back beside him. He kisses him; a bit sloppy, open-mouthed kisses as they’re both kind of out of breath. Baekhyun reaches for Chanyeol’s dick and jerks him off while swallowing the moans straight from his lips.
Afterwards, they cuddle in the bed and Baekhyun doesn’t kick Chanyeol out. Actually, he keeps him there until the very last minute before Chanyeol has to hurry out so he can go and pack things up in his own room before the check-out.
They don't talk about the situation at all anymore, even though Baekhyun knows he probably should've adressed it again. But he doesn't want to, doesn't dare, and Chanyeol either doesn't bring it up. Baekhyun's very skeptical of the it'll-stay-in-this-room arrangement after Chanyeol's confession and this second round. And because of his own, fickle heart.
He's partly proven right when Chanyeol, before leaving, pulls him into a last deep kiss that lingers on his lips long before the other is gone. Baekhyun sits down on the bed, his clothes wrinkled, hair a mess and his heart taken along by the arrogant, handsome model.
your turn, amaxingbaek
Baekhyun/Chanyeol | NC-17-ish | 1,673 words
He doesn’t quite believe the current state he’s in. In his hotel room in Los Angeles. Post successful collection launch and the party. Slightly groggy and hungover from all the champagne last night. All of that is expected, normal, pretty much according to the plan.
What isn’t though: this post-sex state and - the man in his bed.
Baekhyun looks over just in time to see Chanyeol rolling around on the bed, yawning and rubbing his eyes. When he notices that Baekhyun is also awake, he smiles warmly and automatically shuffles closer.
“Good morning.”
He leans in tentatively and, when Baekhyun doesn’t move or stop him, pecks him lightly on the lips.
“Did you sleep well?” Chanyeol’s smile is so wide and his eyes scan over Baekhyun’s face intently. His hair is sticking up funnily at the back of his head and he somehow looks so young right then. Yeah, let’s not focus on that right now.
“Slept okay. Uh, I wonder what time it is…” Baekhyun sits up and fishes his phone from the nightstand. It’s only around 9am.
He drops back on his pillow and lets out a small huff. The craziness of the situation surely feels more intense in the stark daylight than it did yesterday. He fucked his young employee. Funnily enough, Jongdae’s disapproving face floats into his mind like some weird sign from his conscience, and Baekhyun rubs his face.
“Are you okay?” Chanyeol asks. “Should I... leave?”
“Maybe. No. I don’t know.”
Baekhyun sighs and looks at Chanyeol. “We shouldn’t have done that.”
Chanyeol shrugs a bit. “Maybe. But we did. And it stays in this room, remember?”
Chanyeol makes the gesture of zipping his mouth shut, making Baekhyun chuckle.
“Even so. You still work for me.”
“For now. But who cares? People do this all the time. And it’s not like you’re taking advantage of me or anything, because I sure as hell wished this would happen. I’ve been crushing for you for weeks!”
The last sentence makes Baekhyun’s heart jump maybe a bit embarrassingly. He’s obviously noticed Chanyeol’s flirty behaviour but Baekhyun thought he’s like that with everyone since he’s naturally so charming and friendly. He feels less bad about his own persistent Chanyeol thoughts now if the thing was mutual all along.
“Really...?” he asks and tries not to look too pleased.
“Are you kidding? Having a boss this hot and cute is very tough sometimes,” Chanyeol says with a small smirk and Baekhyun has to appreciate the guy’s smooth confidence. It’s been a while since he’s heard such compliments and can feel his face heating up a bit at that. Damn, he really should date more.
“Well, it is equally tough for the boss to have this hot model working for him,” Baekhyun quips back.
Chanyeol’s still quite close, and Baekhuyn’s words seem to give him courage to close the distance again. This time the kiss is slow and lingering, and soon Baekhyun feels Chanyeol’s tongue flicking his bottom lip, urging him to open his mouth. Instead, he pulls back a little.
“Wait...” His Jongdae conscience won’t stop nagging at the back of his mind.
“You’re thinking too much,” Chanyeol says and rests his head on the side of Baekhyun’s pillow. “You should just let yourself go for once.”
“I did yesterday and here we are.”
“Yes! So let yourself enjoy the situation a bit longer before we have to leave and walk out of this room and pretend this never happened.”
Chanyeol brings his hand up and sinks his fingers in Baekhyun’s hair, stroking gently along his cheek with his thumb.
“I just want to kiss you and hold you until we have to go,” he says and Baekhyun feels warmth spreading through his body. He wants it, too. He wants Chanyeol as much as he did last night, and maybe even more now. So he let’s go, for the second time.
“Okay,” he says, giving permission to both Chanyeol and himself.
Baekhyun cups Chanyeol’s face and leans back in, kissing him longer and deeper than before. Chanyeol moans faintly into his mouth, and Baekhyun feels him pressing closer to him under the blankets. For a moment it’s just hungry kisses and wandering, caressing hands on both of their bodies. Then, Chanyeol slowly moves his mouth down along Baekhyun’s neck while slipping his arm in between them and cupping Baekhyun’s half-hard dick. Baekhyun can’t help a faint shudder at the touch.
“Let me suck you off,” Chanyeol mumbles against his skin and there’s no way Baekhyun would be able to decline that anymore.
He lies on his back and moves the blanket away slightly as Chanyeol starts kissing his way down Baekhyun’s body. While he trails kisses and licks across Baekhyun’s chest and stomach, his other hand stays on his cock, stroking it to full hardness. Baekhyun leans back against the pillow, his body already on fire under Chanyeol’s mouth and touch. He lets out a moan when Chanyeol flicks his thumb just so over the tip while trailing his tongue teasingly towards his groin.
And just then - Baekhyun’s phone starts ringing beside him.
They both flinch at the sudden noise, and Baekhyun quickly glances at the screen just to see Kim Junmyeon’s name on it. Oh god.
“Wait-” he says breathily to Chanyeol, raising up on his elbows. “Wait just a second. I need to get this.” He’s already fumbling for the phone beside him.
“Are you kidding?” Chanyeol asks, looking incredulous. “Can’t whoever that is wait until this here is finished?” He’s gesturing towards Baekhyun’s dick which is still in his hand.
“Sorry,” Baekhyun says. “It won’t take long. Please be quiet.”
He clears his throat and answers the phone, forcing his voice as normal as possible.
“Hi, Junmyeon hyung! What’s up?”
“Baekhyun, hi, sorry to interrupt you but I checked that it should be morning there already, right?”
“Yep. Which means it’s super late over there? Is everything alright?”
Baekhyun locks eyes with Chanyeol, who is quiet like he asked, and also still holding Baekhyun’s dick, though not as firmly as before. He has a weird expression on his face while he looks at Baekhyun, who tries his all to concentrate on what Junmyeon’s saying.
“Jongdae said it’d be best to call you and confirm about this…”
Suddenly Chanyeol, still keeping his eyes at Baekhyun, lowers his head and slowly licks along the shaft of his erection. Breath hitches in his throat and Baekhyun bites his lip to keep himself quiet. He thinks he sees a hint of triumph on Chanyeol’s face; he knows Baekhyun won’t be able to say or do anything right then.
“...the records for the new collection shoot are ready for accounting now but I just wanted to check…”
Chanyeol finally breaks the eye contact and takes Baekhyun’s dick fully into his mouth. Baekhyun drops his head back on the pillow, hand clasped on his mouth as Chanyeol sucks on him (and manages to be rather quiet).
“J-Junmyeon, look-” Baekhyun fights to keep his voice even, “I’ll need to check on that on my laptop. I have the files there. I’ll get back to you about it later, so you’ll see it in the morning, ok?”
“That sounds good, I will still have time to send it over to accounting…”
Chanyeol quickens his pace and squeezes his balls, and Baekhyun can feel his thighs and stomach tremble. Wave of pleasure sweeps through him and he really wants to scream.
“Yes, thanks, Junmyeon.” His voice is strained and he maybe cuts the other off a bit but he doesn’t care now. “Now go to sleep. I’ll talk to you later, bye.”
Baekhyun swiftly hangs up after the last word and throws the phone away, letting out a shaky breath that turns into a moan. Half of frustration, half of pleasure.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he hisses at Chanyeol, who raises his head, letting Baekhyun slip out of his mouth. The sudden cool air on his dick, combined with the view of Chanyeol's slick, wet lips and his cocky gaze send shivers through him.
"I'm sucking you off like I said I would."
"While I'm on the phone with my employee?”
Chanyeol shrugs. “You picked it up yourself. And it went fine, didn’t it? I was quiet, you managed not to moan into the phone...”
Baekhyun snorts and just shakes his head. To be honest, the burst of adrenaline the phone call’s caused just adds up to his arousal, his whole body tingling and trembling, begging for the release.
“Just shut up,” he tells Chanyeol, “and finish what you’ve started or I will kick you out right now.”
Chanyeol smirks and does as told. Under his mouth and touches it really doesn’t take long until Baekhyun is shaking, panting and moaning, and at last coming undone.
While panting and still coming down from his high, Baekhyun pulls Chanyeol back beside him. He kisses him; a bit sloppy, open-mouthed kisses as they’re both kind of out of breath. Baekhyun reaches for Chanyeol’s dick and jerks him off while swallowing the moans straight from his lips.
Afterwards, they cuddle in the bed and Baekhyun doesn’t kick Chanyeol out. Actually, he keeps him there until the very last minute before Chanyeol has to hurry out so he can go and pack things up in his own room before the check-out.
They don't talk about the situation at all anymore, even though Baekhyun knows he probably should've adressed it again. But he doesn't want to, doesn't dare, and Chanyeol either doesn't bring it up. Baekhyun's very skeptical of the it'll-stay-in-this-room arrangement after Chanyeol's confession and this second round. And because of his own, fickle heart.
He's partly proven right when Chanyeol, before leaving, pulls him into a last deep kiss that lingers on his lips long before the other is gone. Baekhyun sits down on the bed, his clothes wrinkled, hair a mess and his heart taken along by the arrogant, handsome model.
your turn, amaxingbaek