Park Chanyeol has some fucking huge ears.
This is a fact, the first of many that had Baekhyun noticed about his boyfriend even before they started fooling around. Baekhyun has big ears too, but Chanyeol's are even bigger, and stick out from under his mess of curls in ways that Baekhyun's don't.
Chanyeol used to be self-conscious about them. Everybody knows that. But Baekhyun thinks they're all sorts of charming, and Baekhyun likes the way the tips of his ears flush red when he climbs into Chanyeol's lap and wraps his legs tight around his thighs. Baekhyun really likes that.
When Chanyeol goes to the hair stylist to get a trim, Baekhyun isn't prepared for what walks through their door two hours later. The first thing he notices is holy shit, he can see Chanyeol's forehead, and then ears.
Chanyeol notices his blatant stare and raises an eyebrow. "What?"
It takes a momentous effort for Baekhyun to close his mouth. He hadn't even realized he'd been gawking. "It's…. short," he says lamely, because honestly, it really is. It's a lot shorter than he imagined, but Chanyeol's ears are almost in complete view now, and an uncomfortable heat settles heavily into his abdomen.
Chanyeol snorts and turns around.
Baekhyun's cheeks burn as he watches Chanyeol retreat to his side of the room and tousle his hair in his mirror. He really wishes they hadn't lightened it so much, but it's not so bad now that it's shorter. Baekhyun's eyes drift back to how the curve of Chanyeol's cartilage disappears into his golden brown curls and bites his lip. Chanyeol yawns noisily and pulls off his sweatshirt, stripping down to a tank and jeans. Baekhyun feels that prickly heat spread to the rest of his body as his boyfriend stretches out on his bedsheets with a game, all lanky limbs and broad shoulders, and swallows.
Baekhyun takes another look at Chanyeol's ears and makes up his mind. He walks over to Chanyeol's bed where he is lying on his stomach and clears his throat.
Chanyeol looks up from his Nintendo DS curiously. "Yes?"
Baekhyun sits down primly next to him. "I like your hair."
"Oh….kay?" Chanyeol starts laughing. "You're dumb."
"I am not," Baekhyun protests, even though he does feel a bit dumb, because he's determined. Baekhyun slides his hand up Chanyeol's arm.
The younger boy gives him a look. "Baekhyun…"
Baekhyun pushes at Chanyeol's shoulder and grins.
Chanyeol has his full attention now as Baekhyun tugs him up into a sitting position, large hands coming up to rest on Baekhyun's waist. He's staring at him with wide eyes as Baekhyun leans in to kiss him. Chanyeol relaxes after that, letting Baekhyun coax his mouth open and sighs quietly. After a few seconds, Baekhyun pulls back, smiling when Chanyeol makes a frustrated noise. His Nintendo DS lays forgotten.
Instead, Baekhyun breathes heavily into Chanyeol's ear and relishes the immediate shudder that follows. "What are you doing?" Chanyeol hisses, voice strained and cracking, and Baekhyun smiles slightly and does it again.
"I like your ears," he says simply. Baekhyun presses a tentative kiss to his earlobe, then flicks his tongue out. Chanyeol exhales sharply and his hands tighten around Baekhyun's waist.
"Baekhyun," he gasps, and Baekhyun loves how he already sounds so undone, loves hearing the unraveling desire that lies beneath his words. Chanyeol is hard against his leg, and Baekhyun's own cock strains against his jeans.
"I'm not going to touch you," Baekhyun whispers. He licks eagerly along the shell of his ear, growing more and more aroused as Chanyeol's groans gain pitch, until Baekhyun is so hard it hurts. He swirls his tongue into the grooves of his cartilage, and Chanyeol moans, loud.
Baekhyun pulls away to look at Chanyeol's flushed, sweaty face and has to kiss him again because Chanyeol is so fucking devastating like this. Chanyeol calls Baekhyun pretty almost all the time, but Baekhyun likes to think that Chanyeol is pretty, too. Perhaps not in the way Joonmyun is, with his white, creamy skin and megawatt smile, or Lu Han, with his fluffy hair and pink mouth, but Chanyeol is. Baekhyun straddles him, trembling, and Chanyeol's hands come up to press against his back as Baekhyun ruts greedily into him, dipping his head again to take Chanyeol's earlobe back into his mouth.
He'd never realized it would be like this, that making Chanyeol go to pieces through the slightest of touches would be so beautiful to him, and soon Baekhyun's got a hand down his own jeans as his boyfriend's nails dig painfully into his shoulder blades. Baekhyun sucks gently at the patch of skin right behind his ear, and likes how Chanyeol swears desperately under his breath, eyes screwed shut and mouth wide open and panting. Chanyeol is never like this, usually all grin and cocky ego, ready to make Baekhyun a gasping mess with only one look. Baekhyun wants to give that back to him, wants him to experience a fraction of what Chanyeol makes him feel.
Baekhyun licks hot and wet into Chanyeol's ear, listening to his frantic murmurings twist and pitch with want, and bites down on his earlobe. All at once, Chanyeol's whole body stiffens and he comes with a muffled groan into Baekhyun's shoulder. Baekhyun gives a small cry when Chanyeol's hand joins his a second later, and Baekhyun comes so hard he sees white behind his eyelids.
Chanyeol inhales deeply for a moment. "What the fuck was that?" he asks, dazed.
Baekhyun grins and takes a look at his handiwork. Chanyeol's ear is red and swollen with bite marks, and by the flush in his cheeks, Baekhyun can tell that he likes it.
"I told you," he sing songs. "I like your ears."
Chanyeol feels his cartilage gingerly and gives him a dark look, one that Baekhyun feels all the way to his toes.
"Okay, Baekhyun," he says.
And Baekhyun swallows thickly. "Okay?"
This time, it's Chanyeol who grins.
"Well, you see, I really like your cock—"
this is for megan because she is dumb and likes to talk about baekyeol sex in bing's livestream.
also thuy, omg. remind me to go to you for all my porn needs. perverted little fifteen year old.
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