“Hi, I’m here to see Jun- I mean- Detective Kim…?” You asked the receptionist. You’d never seen her before which clearly meant she was new.
“Uh… Did you make an appointment?” She asked. Yup, she’s new around here.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got it. Hey, honey.” Junmyeon came around the corner in a hurry. You mirrored his glowing smile. He took your hand and led you to his office. “What’s in the bag?”
“My question first. What did you pack for dinner?” You asked. He went silent which meant he forgot and was planning to go without. “That’s what I thought.”
He closed his door behind you and sat at his cluttered desk. You tried to make room around the stacks of paperwork to lay his food out for him. He took his fork and dug in right away. While he ate, you stood up and looked around the room.
“Baby… Don’t you guys have a cleaner to take the trash out? Or dust? Some of these cases are closed.”
“No. Not while I’m working. And get away from there.” He pulled you into his lap. “What did I tell you about snooping?”
“What did I tell you about taking care of yourself?” You ran your fingers through his hair, pushing it back to open up his face. “Kim Junmyeon, what am I gonna do with you?”
“Marry me.” He blurted.
You froze in place, looking him in the eyes searching for even a glint of humor. But all you saw was sincerity in his chocolate brown eyes.“W-what?”
“You asked what you were going to do with me. I want you to marry me.” His lips curled up into a smile. With one hand on your waist, he cupped your cheek with the other, bringing you close to cover your face in his sweet kisses.
“Wait. Baby, are you serious?” You pressed your hands to his chest, pulling back a bit.
“Of course I’m serious. You may not believe me, but I put my career first until I met you. When I’m with you I really do want to better myself and with that, I do better at work. I come in every day with a fresh mind and leave every night with a full heart. Because I know you’re there waiting for me. Seeing your cute face light up when I walk through the door…” He gave you a little Eskimo kiss, making you smile. “…That’s what makes me fall in love with you. No one will ever make me feel this way.”
His eyes were just as honest as his words. He loved you and you loved him. The rush you feel when he comes home from work never fades. You gently dropped your arms around his shoulders, relaxing into his sturdy frame.
“…Yes. Yes, I will marry you.” Just saying it made you start to cry with joy.
Junmyeon gave you a quick kiss before letting you collapse into him while he cradled you in his strong arms. You smiled to yourself, feeling secure in your future for the first time in a long time.
“I can’t believe this is really happening.” You said through tears of joy.
He lifted your chin, wiped the droplets from your face and smiled. “Believe it, sweetheart. One day soon, you will be Mrs. Kim Junmeyon.” Your heart soared to the heavens when he said that. ‘Mrs.Kim Junmyeon’. “And tonight… When I get home… We can celebrate properly.” He said with a wink.
You smirked at him, watching the tint in his eyes darken with lust. “Well, maybe I should get out of here. The sooner you finish work the sooner you come home.”
Junmyeon lifted you off his lap and gave you one last kiss. “I’ll walk you out.” You both left his office, hand in hand until you reached the front desk.”See you at home.” He said quietly.
“I’ll be counting the minutes.” And with that, you left him to his work… with a little motivation.
The worst part of spending the weekend with Chanyeol is that he has to go back to work when it’s over. I woke up this morning to a cold and empty bed. I sat up, looking out the open window and sighed. It was strange not having a pair of big arms pulling me back under the covers. I got off the bed, walked around the room, finding something to wear.
I started feeling a little sad when I saw Chanyeol’s oversized hoodie. Just ten hours ago, I was pulling it off of him. I missed the way he cuddled me into his chest when he wore it. The way his warm cheeks felt against my lips. I picked up the hoodie and put it on. I went to the underwear drawer and decided to steal a pair of his boxers to complete my ‘lazy day chic’ look. I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs.
Chanyeol was branded on my mind. I couldn’t get him out if it! I made myself some cereal, reminiscing of yesterday morning when he had me right here on the counter, kissing, biting, scratching. I took a deep breath, feeling flushed.
I ate my breakfast silently, at least, silently outside of my mind. I couldn’t stop replaying his raspy moans and the haunting sound of his hand coming down on my bare ass with a rough spank. Just the thought sent tingles up my spine.
My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my memories. I unlocked it and smiled when I saw a message from the sexy devil himself.
Yeollie: Sorry I left in such a rush, baby. You looked so peaceful and I didn’t want to wake you. I’ll see you after work
Y/n: But babyyyyy I miss you… inside me 😉
I smirked at myself when I sent the message. I got up from my seat and put my cereal bowl in the sink. My phone went completely silent, bot a single response. Maybe I wasn’t provoking him enough.
I went back up to our bedroom, turned my phone on to selfie mode and snapped a picture of myself in his hoodie. I made sure to display the “SEXUAL FANTASIES” printed on the front. I sent the picture, but once again, no response. Playing hard to get I see. I went into the bathroom, took off the hoodie and positioned my arm to cover my breasts, barely. I took another picture, flaunting his boxers. I sent the selfie to him with the caption “About to take a shower. Wish you were here”.
I turned on my playlist, pulled off his boxers, and pinned up my hair for my shower. I kept the temperature of the water low to cool myself off. Chanyeol just drove me wild! I felt like an addict after a bender. I absolutely craved the man. I swayed back and forth to the soft beats, letting the water dribble down my suds-covered skin.
“You say you wanna come over to my place~ Just the thought of you in my bedroom it increases my heart rate~” I smiled to myself while I sang along.
Chanyeol was probably in the middle of dance practice which would explain the lack of replies. Once again, thoughts of him flooded back into my mind. I imagined his breaking a sweat, his muscles flexing with every movement, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. I bit my lip, reaching down between my legs and started teasing my clit a little. I stroked up and down my slit, picturing Chanyeol’s big hands instead. My mouth hung open with a moan.
“Mmm, Chan…” I whispered.
Suddenly, the shower curtain flew open. I gasped, almost falling when I saw Chanyeol standing in front of me like a Greek god. He already took it upon himself to strip naked for me.
“Here you are,” he said with a crooked smile. “Do you have any idea how much trouble you’re in, baby?” He stepped into the shower, backing me into the corner. I kept my eyes locked on his, but didn’t say a word. I couldn’t believe he actually left early for this. Serves me right for being a tease, I suppose.
I shook my head ‘no’ and trembled when I felt the cold tiles on my back. Chanyeol’s eyes shot down to my hardening nipples. He cupped my breasts, taking the small buds between his fingers with a pinch.
“I love seeing you like this, baby. Even after a cold shower, your skin feels like it’s on fire.” He met my stare and raised his eyebrows in curiosity. “Do I get you all hot and bothered?”
“Yes.” I moaned. I was so entranced by how impulsive he was being right now. He was just as turned on as I was.
Chanyeol let go of my breasts, shut off the water and ran his hands down my legs before lifting me into his arms. I coiled my legs around him until he placed me gently on the counter. He picked up a towel to dry me off. Starting at my feet, he slowly worked the soft cloth up my leg, to my inner thigh and back down the other side. He held the towel around my waist, patting me dry and stroked down my arms until I was completely dried off.
“Chanyeol…” I stretched out my legs, holding his hips and pulling him closer. “Fuck me… hard.”
The color of his eyes darkened with lust as he took a step back, picked up his hoodie and said, “raise your arms”. I did what I was told, not wanting to wait any longer. He put it on for me, brushing the hairs out of my face while I straightened it out. Chanyeol lifted me up, holding me against his naked body as he walked us back into our bedroom.
I couldn’t help it. I had to kiss him. I grabbed his sweet cheeks and pulled him in, smashing our lips together. Chanyeol laid me down on our bed and parted our lips to move his kisses down my neck. I raised my legs, giving him perfect access to where he was heading. He looked up as he as he eased his way down to my drenched center.
He closed his big brown eyes, breathing him my sent and slowly grazed his tongue up my slit. My lips parted, allowing my soft whimper to easily pass through into the lustful atmosphere. Chanyeol grasped my ankles, tossing my legs over his broad shoulders. He planted an open-mouth kiss on my warm core, tasting my essence. With one hand rubbing my clit, he pumped his shaft with the other, releasing some tension for himself.
“Y/n… You have no idea what you do to me.” He raised his head from between my legs but continued to rub my clit. “Just seeing you in this hoodie is enough to get me rock-hard.”
“Chan…” I bucked my hips, needing more contact.
“So wet, baby. Is this all for daddy?” He asked with a devilish smile
“Yes, daddy.”
He inserted a finger into me, causing my legs to tense up. I tightened around his finger, showing him how badly I needed him. He bit his lip, trying to resist.
“Fuck me, daddy. Please. I’ll be a good girl~” I said with innocent eyes.
Chanyeol leaned toward my face, staring me down. “Say that again.”
“Fuck me…”
He took a hold of my feet, pulling me down to lay directly beneath him. I nearly took the hoodie off when Chanyeol stopped me.
“Leave it on.” He said. He raised my hips, looking me in the eye and thrusted his entire cock into me.
“Oh, fuck yes! Take me!” I screamed.
Chanyeol fit his long, thick member inside of me, stretching me out. It was something that was a little uncomfortable, but after a few more thrusts, the foreign sensation was gone. All I could feel was the glorious friction paired perfectly with his dark grunts.
“God damn, baby. So tight.” He hid his face in my neck, panting softly as he picked up the pace. “Moan for me love, let me hear you.”
“Oh~ Chanyeol! You’re S-so good. Harder, daddy.” He grabbed a hold of my hips, slamming into me as hard as he could. “Yes! Just like that, daddy! Mmm, I’ve been wanting this all day.”
“I’m here now, baby. You’re all mine now.”
He pounded into me faster and faster till I couldn’t take it anymore. I arched my back and reached my climax. My nails scraped down his back, making him groan. His warm cum shot against my walls while he thrusted mercilessly. My toes curled and stiffened until I finished my vigorous orgasm. Chanyeol stood up on his knees, looking down at the aftermath of his fierce desires.
“You really are my sexual fantasy.” He said.
I pulled him down next to me, covering myself in the soft material. The man was already a skyscraper compared to me, yet he still insists on buying close that are too big even for him. Chanyeol draped his arm around my waist, rubbing my back.
“Did you really leave work early just to see me?” I asked.
“I figured those pictures would have gotten worse if I left you here any longer.”
“…True.” I admitted. He kissed my nose and pulled me on top of him. He always works so hard. What’s one more day in bed?
Summary: Lately, Chanyeol and Sehun have been working on their next duo project. Unfortunately, they’ve been neglecting things in the bedroom, but you’ve got a few tricks that’ll persuade them.
Warnings: Threesome sex, light spanking
A/n: This is my first public threesome scenario. Be gentle!
So there I was… Two boyfriends and still feeling sexually frustrated. Chanyeol was up int he studio with Sehun, helping him with his next project, but I wanted them. I closed my eyes and thought about Sehun’s soft moans paired with Chanyeol’s rocky growls. I slid my hand into my panties, stroking my slit, fantasizing about how good it would feel to have them both ravish me on our bed. They get so rough when I misbehave. My eyes shot open as a devious plan popped into my head.
I walked up to the door of their home studio, knocked three times and peeked inside stying on the two of them. They were so focused on what they were doing, they didn’t even notice me walking in. I tiptoed up to Sehun, gently running my hands over his broad shoulders, hugging him from behind. I kissed his forehead and waited for some kind of reaction. He didn’t even move! I kissed down his cheek to his sharp jawline, thinking it would do the trick, but again, nothing. My hands went down his abdomen until I was blocked.
“Baby, not now. I’m working.” Sehun said.
I sighed and stood up straight. From the corner of my eye, I could see Chanyeol squirming in his seat. If there was anyone who couldn’t resist my kisses, it was my baby Chan. I sauntered over to him, sat in his lap and coiled my arms around his neck. His hands immediately held my waist, pulling me in for a heated kiss. I crossed my legs toward him, bringing myself closer on his lap. He grabbed my ass, earning a moan. I cupped his soft cheeks, rubbing my thighs together for a little friction.
“Ugh, that’s it!” Chanyeol sprung up, carrying me out of the studio and down the hall to our bedroom. “You dirty little girl. Sehun can get in a lot of trouble if someone were to hear your moans on his track.” He dropped me on the bed, unbuckled his belt and threw it across the room. I helped him out of the rest of his clothes and he returned the favor, leaving us both naked and needy. Chanyeol climbed on top of me, trapping himself between my legs. I locked around him, turning us over and pinning his hands above his head. I moaned, finally able to hear his almighty growls.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy when you take charge.” He said. “Go ahead, baby girl. I’m all yours.”
I held his cock in my hand, pumping it a few times before sinking down on him, taking every inch. My mouth fell open, still amazed at how big he was. I rested my hands on his chest, lightly scraping my nails across the skin. I gasped when I heard the bedroom door slam shut. I turned around and watched as Sehun stripped down in front of me. I bit my lip, trying not to moan when I saw him freeing his rock hard length.
“Come here,” Sehun said, climbing on the bed. I lifted my hips, letting Chanyeol’s thick cock fall out of my wet heat. Sehun’s hand slipped between my legs, collecting my juices with a little laugh. “So wet, baby. Were you that impatient?” He asked, lathering his manhood with my wetness.
“Yes.” I whimpered.
“Bend over,” Sehun commanded.
I followed his orders and hovered over Chanyeol. Sehun’s hand came down with a spank, making me squeal. I took a deep breath as Chanyeol guided my hips back down onto him as Sehun eased into me.
“Is this what you wanted baby girl? Me fucking this tight little pussy while Sehun takes your ass?” Chanyeol’s hand went from my ass to my breast with a squeeze. “Answer me!.”
“Yes~ This is what I wanted!” My head fell back onto Sehun’s shoulder, giving him the opportunity to kiss down my neck.
Both boys touched every inch of my body as they thrusted in and out. I moved my hips up and down on their cocks, trying to take as much as I could. My moans got louder and louder as I clenched around them both. I grabbed a hold of Chanyeol’s big, thick hands, feeling the tingles spread through my palms. I was so close, I could feel it.
“I-I’m… Close!” I cried out.
“Cum baby! Cum for us!” Chanyeol groaned.
My back arched and my legs were covered in goosebumps as my orgasm rushed through me. Sehun’s thrusts quickened, causing me to come down on Chanyeol’s member even faster. Sehun’s moans rang through my ears while he rode out his high along with Chanyeol. I whined when the two pulled out of me, giving me a break.
I laid down next to Chanyeol, cuddling into his chest. Sehun combed his fingers through his hair, clearing his face of any sweaty strands. He got off the bed, leaving me with Chanyeol.
“Now if you’ll excuse me. I have a song to finish.” Sehun said, kissing my forehead.
He walked out of the room and closed the door. Chanyeol turned over, pulled my leg around his hips and gave my ass a little smack. “Dirty girl…” He scolded playfully. What can I say? A girl knows what she wants.
Previously: “I know things will never be exactly the same, but I’m willing to try again.” His honesty warmed your heart. You looked up at him with a smile.“So no more sorority girls?” You asked. “Nope. No more sorority girls… except you.” He replied.
You woke up with a slight headache. The sun was way too bright to be streaming in through the open windows. You stood up, off the bed to try and close the shades but you instantly fell back onto the bed. Thanks to your little … reunion with Chanyeol, you’re legs felt like they were made of jelly.
“Oh, god.” You groaned.
There was nothing to do but just sit there on the edge of your bed until there were a few faint knocks at the door. You turned around and called for, whoever it was, to come in. Chanyeol peaked his head in and smiled when he saw you.
“Hey. I got you a muffin and a smoothie.” He handed you the cup and paper bag as he sat next to you.
“How’d you get back in here?” You asked.
“I left the door unlocked when I left and thankfully it was still unlocked when I came back. ” He laid down on your bed, getting comfy.
“Thank you for this. I’m starving.” You took one sip of the smoothie and nearly gagged. “What’s in this?”
“Strawberry beat smoothie. Your favorite.” He said.
“No way I hate that flavor.” You sat the smoothie on my desk and just settled on the muffin.
“Oh right. Strawberry and beets were for the girl from Delta Phi” He muttered.
You rolled your eyes, feeling a little crack in your heart. You can take the boy out of the frat but you can’t take the frat out of the boy. Chanyeol sat up on the bed, pulling you into him, hugging you from behind while you ate your snack.
“Baby I’m sorry. I want to start over the right way.” He kissed your shoulder, rubbing his hands up and down your sides, making you squirm and smile. “See? I still know how ticklish you are.”
“I want to start over too, but you really have to try, okay. I feel like I have to get to know you all over again.” You leaned back against his firm chest, turning your head to the side to hear his heartbeat.
Chanyeol sighed with a nod. “I know, my love.”
You finished the last of the muffin and stood up, stumbling a little, but Chanyeol held your hips to keep you from falling over. You slowly walked to your jeans on the floor, taking out your phone.
“Oh, no.” You said under your breath
“What’s wrong?”
“The girls will be back any minute from the gym! You’ve got to get out.” You scrambled around the room, getting rid of all the evidence from last night.
“Relax. Is it really that bad?”
“Chanyeol. You have a reputation here. There isn’t a single member in this house who has slept with you-”
“But they do know we dated in high school right?” He asked, cutting in.
You opened your mouth to speak, but you knew the truth would hurt him. Instead, you stood there silent, like a statue.
Chanyeol’s eyebrows raised. “Right?” He repeated.
“Well, the only reason I didn’t is that-”
Chanyeol got off the bed, and headed to the door, not wanting to hear any excuses. You hurried to his side, stopping him from leaving. He can’t just walk out like this. You both had some faults, which is probably why fate brought you back together in the first place.
“I’m not letting you go like this.” You said.
“Why? You need me to sneak out the window so your little sorority sisters don’t see the playboy you’ve never met before.” Chanyeol rolled his eyes and reached for the doorknob, causing the crack in your heart to worsen.
The tears started building up and your voice broke. “Chanyeol. Please. You need to understand. I didn’t think you’d ever come back to me.”
Chanyeol looked at you, seeing the sincerity and pain in your eyes and he eased back. The two of you stepped back from the door and walked back to your bed.
“Ever time I saw you, it was like you were a stranger. I genuinely thought I lost you. So yes, I lied. But only because… You were gone.” You said, letting the little tear fall.
Chanyeol kneeled in front of you, wiping your tear. “Y/n… There is no way that you can lose me. No matter how much distance there is between us. You are the first girl I’ve ever loved. I knew in high school that you were the one and it hasn’t changed. I love you more than anything and anyone. It’s as clear now as it was then.”
He cupped your face in his hands, catching each tear as they dripped down your face. He pulled you in for a sweet kiss, proving that the spark was still there. Out of pure habit, you smiled against his lips. Remembering all those laughs he gave you broke you out of your discouraged state.
You thought to yourself and decided enough was enough. Everyone was going to find out sometime. The front door opened and several footsteps and voices echoed throughout the house. You stood up and held out your hands for him to take.
“Let’s go.” You said.
“You’re sure about this?” Chanyeol asked. You nodded your head and marched to the door, squeezing his hand.
The moment you two walked downstairs all the girls went silent, staring in shock and disgust that you were actually coming out of your bedroom with the infamous Park Chanyeol.
“…Y/n… What is going on here?” The head sister asked.
“I’m going to breakfast. With my boyfriend.” You stated, radiating confidence.
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion for a few seconds, but she quickly softened her expression. “Are you sure you want to do this for him? Rules are rules.”
“Getting back together with my exboyfriend doesn’t violate any rules. But if your really that worried about it, I’ll be glad to go back to dorm living.” Chanyeol’s hand from your hand to your waist, giving you a small embrace to show he was proud of you.
“You have 48 hours. Turn your keys in when your room is cleared out.” With that, the girls walked away, leaving you and Chanyeol alone.
You both walked out of the house and down the street in silence. CHanyeol wanted to talk, you could tell, but still, he was quiet. Those girls would have thrown you out no matter what you said, but you just felt invisible. You got your man back and all was good.
“So where do you wanna go for breakfast?” He asked.
“Well I know this cutie named Chanyeol who makes really good waffles if I ask him nicely?~” You said with a sweet smile.
Chanyeol kissed your forehead and threw his arm around your shoulder, pulling you in for a big bear hug. “My place it is.”
Over breakfast, you had some time to think. You’ve never gotten back together with anyone before and although Chanyeol hasn’t changed completely, there are some new traits that you have to get familiar with. You snapped out of your thoughts when you felt Chanyeol poke your nose.
“Whatcha thinking about?” He asked.
“Just you and me.” You said honestly.
Chanyeol nodded and went on. “Good things?”
“Yeah. Really good things.” You held his hand and he smiled, showing his adorable dimples.
“I know I feel really good about us right now. The new Y/n and Chanyeol.” He pulled you off the chair and onto his lap.“Campus couple.”
“I like that.” You replied, running your fingers through his hair.
“I like you. You got awfully feisty back there.” His hands squeezed you butt playfully and you giggled. “It was sexy.”
“Oh yeah?” You asked. Chanyeol nodded and you wrapped your arms around him, repositioning your legs to straddle him. “You like it when I take charge?”
You watched as Chanyeol’s eyes dilated. The sexual tension could be cut with a knife. Your side smile started to grow, causing Chanyeol to go into a frenzy. He got up, whisking you off to his bedroom. You covered his neck in kisses on your way over, nibbling on the one spot that drives him wild.
When you reached his room, he let you back down, giving you full control of him. You lifted his shirt up, pulling it off of him and pushing him back onto his bed. Without hesitation, you climbed on top of him, giving him a little strip show. Clothing flew in all directions until you both were naked and wanting.
Chanyeol’s hands moved up your back, pulling you closer. Skin to skin, chest to chest, heart to heart. You positioned his throbbing member at your slit, taking a quick pause before taking him all the way in. You both moaned at the familiar friction working its magic. You rode his cock, moving in figure-eights. His breathy grumbles had you seeing angels, but of course, you didn’t have to look far. Watching his nose crinkle and his eyes close gently was like a work of art.
“More, baby.” He held your hips, grinding with you until you started to bounce. His hips bucked rhythmically, giving you enough pleasure to cum in seconds.
His pink pouty lips parted, begging for a heated kiss. You came down on top of him, smashing your lips together and taking him even deeper. You moaned into each other’s mouths, unable to stop your selves from reaching that almighty high. Your climax washed over you, shooting tingles from your hands to feet. Butterflies erupted inside your stomach as you tightened around him.
Chanyeol’s hands rubbed your back when you fell limp on top of him, slumping over into his powerful arms. Oh, how you loved his arms. Nothing ever went wrong when he held you. Everything was at peace. His soft cheek pressed against your face as he snuggled you in.
“Now that’s how to start the morning.” He said with a smile.
“The most sensuous time of day.” You replied with a kiss.
You understood that Chanyeol has evolved since the break-up, but so did you. You both made changes as individuals, but now you’re better than ever… together 😉
Summary: As a world-famous actress, your management has decided that it’s a good time for you to bring a little romance into your life, but unfortunately, nothing about it is real. Over time you grow tired of faking your romantic life and become frustrated with the pressures of the media and your team. But there is one person you can always count on to free you from the golden chains you’ve been given: Park Chanyeol, head of security (feat. Lay/Yixing)
“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!” The chanting could be heard throughout the building. I never once thought that a film like this would be so popular. Of course, we all hoped for the best, but as soon as the movie went international, I was being asked to go to several fan events.
I walked down the hallway with my assistant by my side, as always. Just before we could turn the corner, I stopped dead in my tracks, nearly colliding with my manager.
“Oh, there you are. Okay, so after this signing everyone will pile into the theatre and watch the film.
"Mhmm.” I nodded.
“Do you want to go out for dinner or order in at the hotel?” He asked.
I thought about it for a second and came to an obvious conclusion. “Order in. I already know I’ll be exhausted later.”
“Alright. And then tomorrow you have an appearance with Yixing.” As soon as he finished his sentence, I rolled my eyes.
“How long do I have to keep this up?” I asked him. He pulled me aside, shushing me and looking around to make sure no one heard it.
“He has a come back in a month. After that, we can discuss it.”
“Discuss it? It’s not even real!” I argued.
“Shhhh! Listen to me. It’s not like you two are going to get married or anything. Just keep the charade going for now and I promise you it’ll be over soon.”
“You said that after the first month… It’s now been eight…” I crossed my arms and my assistant went wide-eyed. She was new to all of this, but she still knows what’s really going on.
“Y/n-”
“Entrance is clear. Ready when you are.” Chanyeol came out, holding his earpiece and I nodded.
“Great. Let’s do it.”
“No! Wait!” My manager tried to bring me back to finish his lecture, but I don’t want to hear it.
Yixing mentioned one time that he had a crush on me, next thing I knew, I was being pulled into my manager’s office and Here we are today. Yixing is a nice guy and all, but we are all wrong for each other. For one thing, we’re both busy all the time because we have careers to focus on. I can’t be in a relationship with a guy who barely makes time for me. I was frankly shocked that he even agreed to this fake relationship.
Throughout the signing, I was pelted with questions about Yixing. I just smiled as always and said “We’re doing great. We’re so happy. He’s just the sweetest.” I hate lying to them. they are all going to go on to find and probably already are with the love of their lives and I’m faking it with a guy I probably see once a month. We don’t have dates, we have appearances. We don’t call each other because we miss each other, we do it to schedule our next ‘appearance’.
One by one my fans came up to the table handing me all sorts of merchandise from the movie but every now and again I would receive ‘couple gifts’ for me and Yixing to share. Anything from matching bracelets, to stuffed toys. A part of me felt bad, but I knew that if I really was in a relationship with someone I actually liked, my fans would still be there.
The signing soon came to a close. I waved to the crowd on my way out, giving love to each one of them. The second I was behind the curtain, my manager was waiting for me with a glare.
“Problem?” I asked.
“Yes, Y/n. I do have a problem. I’d like to explain why but something tells me you’re just going to ignore m-”
“Y/n, they’re ready for you at the valet.” Chanyeol came over, interrupting my manager and my assistant held back a giggle.
Instead of sticking around and listen to my manager vent about me to my face, I followed Chanyeol to the front entrance. I walked past cheering fans, giving them a little wave as I walked by. I wasn’t even paying attention when I stepped onto the curb and nearly fell. Everyone in the crowd gasped, but I was stopped in mid-trip by a pair of strong arms. Chanyeol lifted me upright and I turned to thank him.
“No worries. Just be careful.” He walked me to the car with his hand on the small of my back, making sure I wouldn’t fall again.
Chanyeol helped me into the car and circled around to get in the front seat. A few security guards guided us out of the lot safely and we were off to the hotel. My phone started blowing up with messages from my manager, trying to get me to ‘hear him out’… his words. There was no way to spin it. Even though I’m an actress by profession, I want to keep my private life real. I texted him back, telling him we can just discuss it later. I shoved my phone into my purse, shutting out the virtual world and getting back to reality.
“Is there a certain type of food that you want for dinner? I can have you assistant fetch it for you.” Chanyeol offered.
“I’m not sure. I’ve honestly lost my appetite.” I crossed my arms as I spoke.
“Y/n, you have to eat something. I know you only had breakfast today. That was almost seven hours ago.” He reminded. I know he was just being his caring self, but I just didn’t want any fancy hotel food.
I looked out the window, looking at nothing until I saw a fast food sign. “Ooo!” I thought out loud. Chanyeol craned his neck to match my gaze and pulled into the drive-through.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Yes, can I get a large order of fries and a large cola.” He said into the speaker.
“Chanyeol!” I said with an amused smile. If my manager knew I was cheating on my diet in the middle of a press junket, he would lose his mind.
We pulled up to the window to pay and my phone started to blow up again. I turned around and saw my manager in the car behind me, throwing a complete tantrum while holding his phone to his ear. I laughed and faced forward. Chanyeol handed me my fries and drink before getting back on route to the hotel.
I enjoyed my little treat while Chanyeol drove. A little part of me could have sworn he stole a few glances of me in the mirror. By the time I finished, we arrived. Chanyeol got out before I did and ushered me into the building. We went straight to the elevators without stopping and I pulled out my room key. All I needed at this point was some peace and quiet.
I never understood why I need to be surrounded by managers and assistants all the time. I felt so suffocated and patronized when my manager scolded me. My assistant has only been around for a few months, so she’s still following me around like a lost puppy.
Chanyeol’s the only person on my team both literally and figuratively. He’s around to protect me and he completely understands me. It’s like he reads my facial expressions. When my manager is being annoying, he butts in and saves the day, when I want a break from protein shakes and salads, he gets me some fries and a soda. We walked up to my hotel suite and Chanyeol stopped outside the door as I walked in.
“I’ll be back later tonight to check in. Text me if you need me alright? I’m right next door.” He said.
“I will. Thanks again for the food. I know it’s small and petty, but I really appreciate it.”
“Of course.” He smiled and gave me my privacy.
I closed the door behind me and took a breath. But just as I started feeling relaxed, I heard a knock at the door. I opened it and my manager made his way in without a word.
“Yes. Please come in.” I said.
“Look, I know things aren’t really ideal with Yixing, but that’s no reason to just ignore me and shut me out. You’re better than that.” He started imminently. The only thing to do was just get comfortable. “I called his management and they agreed that this little lie can come to an end one month after his comeback.”
“No,” I stated plainly. “I’m not doing his anymore. I’m not going to ‘appear’ with him tomorrow or any other day unless it’s genuinely business related.”
“Y/n-”
“No! Do you have any idea how isolating this has been for the both of us? The poor guy can’t get a real girlfriend even though women are throwing themselves at him. And then there’s me. I can’t stand these lies and betrayals. I feel like a puppet, playing along with whatever management wants to see.”
“I hear you. I really do, but it’s going to look suspicious if you two break up after he just tweeted all those cute things about you.”
“Those weren’t his words and you know it.” said crossing my arms. “I’m so exhausted with all of this. I just want out.” My voice went weak as I tried holding back tears of frustration.
My manager sighed, nodding his head and gave in. “Let me make some calls and we can just hash this out tomorrow. Get some sleep and we’ll start fresh in the morning, okay?” I know he was trying to make me feel better, but all I could do was give a nod in agreement. “Sweet dreams.”
The door closed and once again I heard a knock. I groaned as I stood up, wiping my tears and tried to collect myself before answering. To my surprise, Chanyeol was on the other side, holding my purse.
“Hey, you left this in the-… Are you crying?” His expression softened.
I couldn’t even come up with a lie. I lowered my head and let him in. He helped me to the couch, letting me sit down and set my purse on the table.
“What did he say?” Chanyeol asked.
“It wasn’t what he said. It’s what he’s going to say later. I’m trapped in this fake relationship with Yixing with no way out. I can’t make any decisions for myself and… I don’t know. Some days I don’t want to be me.” I wiped my tear and sniffed.
Chanyeol laid his hand on my back, rubbing up and down to soothe me. “I’m so sorry, Y/n. I know it’s hard for you, but it will pass. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but it will happen.”
He did have a point, but right now all the drama is weighing me down. I leaned into him, needing a hug and he immediately wrapped me in his arms. His had rested on top of mine to comfort me.
“Thanks, Chanyeol. I honestly don’t know what I’d do without you.” We pulled away and I smiled when he wiped another tear away. “You’re the only person I trust.”
“Y/n…” He said in a soft voice. “I would do anything… to make you happy.” His hand remained on my cheek, stroking it gently. I looked him deep in the eyes, watching the sincerity grow.
We didn’t give it a second thought. He slowly pressed his warm pink lips against mine and I kissed him right back. I scooted closer to him, wanting to feel his hands on me. We sat there for a while, living in the heat of the moment. I flung my arms around his neck, eliminating any space between us. He grabbed my leg, lifting me onto his lap to straddle him and stood up.
Chanyeol walked us to the bedroom without breaking our kiss. I felt like I was floating him his big, strong hands. I moaned against his mouth when I landed on the soft sheets. Chanyeol broke away, looking down at me with wonder in his eyes.
“I’ve wanted this for so long.” He whispered. I sat up, unbuckling his belt and pants, sliding them down his legs. He cupped my cheeks, bringing my lips back to his. He pulled his shirt off before climbing on top of me. He stripped me of my clothes while I kissed his addictive lips. We knew this was wrong, his job was vulnerable at this point, but as long as we had this moment, nothing outside the hotel room door mattered.
“Mmm~” I hummed.
Chanyeol Kissed down my naked body, paying special attention to my breasts. I let out a shaky breath as his wet mouth moved down my stomach, to my pelvis, and finally landing on my inner thighs, kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin.
“Chanyeol~” I ran my fingers through his hair, guiding him to where I needed him the most.
“That’s it, baby. Show me where you want my mouth. Moan for me.” His hot lips surrounded my clit, sucking lightly before licking my folds.
“Right there! Oh, god. Just like that.” I pressed his head between my thighs, holding him in place while he ate me out.
My legs went weak and I started to squirm. I was so close to my release, but I wanted to feel him inside me, stretching me out, pounding into me. I relaxed my thighs and tried to cup his cheeks to pull him up. Chanyeol took a hold of my wrists, staring up at me in protest.
“No, baby. I want you to cum on my tongue. Feel my fingers, thrusting in and out. I’m not gonna stop. Cum for me!” His fingers plunged into me without warning.
I didn’t try to stop him. I just laid back and let my climax build up inside me until a rush of intense pleasure surged through my body, covering my skin in goosebumps. I arched my back and Chanyeol licked me clean, savoring the taste of my essence.
I was too weak to move, all I could do was smile as he came up to kiss me, letting me taste myself on his velvety lips. He laid next to me, pulling the covers over the both of us and stroking my hair.
“Y/n.” He said softly.
“Yeah…” I replied as I started to drift.
“I love you.” Those three little words were enough to have me smiling in my sleep. The last thing I remembered was his soft lips pressing to my forehead with a goodnight kiss.
The next morning, I opened my eyes and stretched out on my bed. I turned my head when I realized that there was supposed to be someone next to me. I sat up, looking around the room in search for Chanyeol. My gaze landed on the space next to me. On the pillow was a small note and a room key.
Good morning, Jagi. I had to get up early for a security check. Come next door if you need me.
I got out of bed, dressed in my PJs and took both room keys as I went out into the hallway. I knocked on Chanyeol’s room and unlocked the door.
“Chan?” I stepped inside, looking for him and spotted a tall figure stepping out of the bedroom.
“Oh, hey. You’re up early.” He walked over to me with a smile so bright, it made the sunlight seem dim. I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and kissed him sweetly.
“The bed felt a little cold,” I said with a pout.
He kissed me again and said, “I’m sorry, Jagi. I just don’t want to ruin anything by getting caught.” He kissed my nose and sat down on the couch. I took a seat on his lap and gave him another kiss. “You seem awfully affectionate this morning.”
“I just like your lips. Mwah~” I never knew how he did it, but his lips alway’s looked so perfectly plump and soft. Now that I got a taste of them, I didn’t want to stop.
“Well, As much as I adore your kisses, I have to take a shower.” Chanyeol got up, lifting me off his lap and setting me down on the other side of the couch.
“Why can’t I join you?” I asked. He froze before turning back to me. I smirked at him and he gave me a look that read ‘Are you serious?’
“you want to join me?” H asked
“Yeah.” I got off the couch and strutted toward him, raising my arms and draping them on his shoulders. “I feel bad. You made me feel good, but I couldn’t return the favor.”
“Y/n, I can assure you that last night was the best I’ve felt in a long time.” He kissed my forehead and held my hands. He looked me in the eyes, thinking for a second and smirked. “Tell you what. You can join me, but we actually have to get clean. I don’t want to be the reason you’re late.”
I nodded in agreement and he led me to his bathroom, bringing me in for a kiss when the door closed. My hands instantly went under his shirt, touching his strong, powerful body. He got rid of his top, stripping himself of his pant while he was at it. By the time we were both naked, he turned on the water while I kissed his long neck.
The water started cascading down and Chanyeol helped me in first. He closed the shower door and smothered me in kisses. The echoes of my giggles bounced off the tile walls. I took a hold of his puffy cheeks and kissed his lips sweetly. His hands explored my wet, naked body, landing on my lower back. I took a hold of the loofah, pouring a little soap on it to form a suds and helped him get clean. I kissed around his collarbones after the water washed away all the little bubbles.
But like all good things, our shower had to come to an end when we heard a loud knock at the door. We looked at each other with sheer panic. Chanyeol turned off the water and quickly grabbed two towels for us.
“Stay here. Don’t make a sound.” He ordered. I nodded as he walked to the front door to see who was there.
“Y/n didn’t answer her door. Do you want to check it out?” One of the other security guards asked.
“Yeah, I’ll check, just give me a few minutes. Head downstairs and see if she went to get some breakfast for something. I’ll call you if I find her.” Chanyeol said.
The door closed and he came back to the bathroom. He smiled at me amusingly and pulled me in for another kiss. I tried to take his towel off, but he stopped me.
“No, baby. We need to get you back to your room before anyone gets more suspicious.” He took my hand and walked me back to the bedroom to collect my clothes.
“Boo~” I whined.
Chanyeol handed me a robe and I wrapped myself up before scurrying back to my room to change into proper clothing. A few minutes later, I heard a knock at the door. I walked over and saw Chanyeol through the peephole. I opened the door and pulled him in.
“Miss me?” I asked.
“Ha ha.” He said sarcastically. “Apparently Yixing’s people aren’t too happy about your breakup idea. They want to have a phone meeting in your manager’s room, now.”
“Are you kidding me? I’m not some kid who can be bossed around. After everything that’s happened, I can’t just keep faking a relationship. I want something real… With you.” I confessed.
Chanyeol brought me into his arms, holding me close and kissed the top of my head. “I know, baby. I want this too.”
“I love you Chanyeol. Not him.” I said. “I’m not going to budge on this. these lies can’t go on anymore.”
We broke away and Chanyeol squeezed my hands. I took a deep breath and he opened the door for me, walking with me down the hall until we reached my manager’s room. I knocked on the door and looked at Chanyeol. He smiled at me, giving me some hope before the door opened and we stepped inside.
Summary: After such a stressful week, some old insecurities come back to haunts you. Thankfully Sehun is always there for you when you need him most.
Today just wasn’t my day. I woke up with a knot in my neck muscle, the coffee maker broke and I just felt defeated from the start. I was yawning all throughout work and all I wanted to do was disappear. A reminder alert popped up on my screen and I jumped into a panic.
“Oh, god. Performance reviews.” I checked all the documents on my computer to make sure everything was there and orderly. I looked up from my desk and saw my supervisor walking around the office, staring people down like a hawk.
“Y/n. Would you join me for a moment?” He said.
I stood up from my chair and followed him to his office. He closed the door behind us and my palms started to sweat. Just the sight of him could rattle anyone’s nerves. I sat across from his desk, waiting for him to say something about my performance this year. If he is impressed I get a raise, if not, I’m stuck.
“Y/n, there are some issues I’m having with the quarterly report. It’s not there.” He said, finally breaking the silence.
“What? I-I had it on my computer a second ago-”
“Right, but it’s not on my desk. The deadline was yesterday.” He shuffled through some papers until he landed on a single sheet. “Prompt, time-management, self-starter, responsible.” He read out loud. “That’s how you describe your self on your résumé, but there are still some holes in your performance.”
“I do apologize, sir. It won’t happen again.” I tried avoiding eye contact, hoping he wouldn’t see me tear up a little.
“I hope not. Y/n, when you first started here, you were so driven. You came into last years performance review with your head held high because you know you did well. And now you’re starting to lack confidence and ambition. What’s happened since then? Have I given you too much responsibility?”
“No, sir. It’s just been a rough week is all. I can assure you, I will have the report on your desk by the end of business today.” I promised.
He took a moment to think and sighed. “Tell you what. It’s Friday, you can just head back to your desk print it out and I’ll have the secretary bring it to me. You’re dismissed for the day.” His words sent a shockwave through my system, causing my eyes to go wide. “Don’t worry, Just come back fresh on Monday. Alright?”
I nodded and said, “Yes, sir. Thank you.”
As I left his office, I went straight to my desk and printed the report. I packed up my purse and left the building, but not before I could stop in the bathroom. I stood alone in front of the mirror, letting the tears flow down my cheeks. I took some deep breaths and wiped my face, touching up my make up to cover my puffy, red eyes.
All my life I’ve been surrounded by people who are better. Better grades, better looks, better everything. This job was a total turning point. I was driven because I felt accomplished just by being accepted for the position. And now I can’t live up to my own standards.
When I made it home I went through the front door, took off my shoes and jacket and sprinted upstairs without skipping a beat. I collapsed onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling for a while and just letting my mind go blank for the first time this week. How could I miss a deadline, especially for something so important? I was so disappointed in myself.
Just then, I heard the bedroom door creak open. I turned my head, but Sehun wasn’t in the doorway. I sat up and looked over the side of the bed to see Vivi staring back at me. I smiled at his fluffy little face and lifted him up onto the bed with me. He laid next to me, resting his head on my stomach while I pet his fur. It confused me for a second when I felt a piece of paper on his collar. I sat up and took the note from his neck and read it to myself.
Are you okay?
I smiled at the cute message and turned to the door. “Yes, Hunnie. I’m okay.”
Sehun walked through the door and sat down next to me. “I just wanted to make sure you weren’t mad at me or anything.”
“Baby, how could I be mad at you? I’m mad at myself if anything.”
“Why?”
“Because…” I laid back down, stroking Vivi’s head. “Nothing has been going right this week. I just feel like I’m one step behind. My boss called me into his office for performance reviews and the most recent thing I’ve done that was notable was missing the deadline for the quarterly report. I worked on it for weeks and I literally forget to send it to him. I just feel so defeated. He literally pulled out my résumé to remind me of how I described myself when I applied. Now I can’t meet the expectations for myself.
Sehun laid on his back beside me and held my hand. "Y/n. That shouldn’t be bringing you down. So you had a bad week. But now you get to make the next one even better. You are the strongest, kindest most beautiful woman I know” He brought my hand up to his lips for a kiss. “That’s the reason I fell in love with you and that’s why I know you’re going to keep improving. All you need now is a little break. It’s a good thing I have a few plans for us this weekend.”
“Oh really? Like what?”
“Well first, I’m gonna get you out of these work clothes and we’ll have a nice warm bath, then maybe a massage to ease your nerves, and then some dinner, but after that who knows where it’ll lead, Hmm?” Spoken like the Sehunnie I know and love; sweet but perverted.
“Sounds perfect,” I replied with a smile.
Sehun got off the bed, holding out his hands for me to take and led me to our bathroom. After such a terrible week, I just needed a rest. Thankfully Sehun was there to melt away all the tension. He has a way about him that just makes my world so much better. It took five minutes of being around him to make me forget about my troubles.
Summary: The one thing Sehun hates, is when you forget who you belong to. And of course, when you act like a bad girl, you get punished like one.
Warnings: Spanking
It’s so great to get out of the house and spend some time with Sehun. Seeing him cut loose every now and again is really refreshing. Most of the time he just wants to stay at home all day and do nothing, but tonight I convinced him to go out with me.
“Alright Y/n. I only wanna spend an hour here… maximum.” If only I haven’t heard those words before, I’d believe him. He always starts off all reserved, but he just needs a few drinks in him.
“Okay. I promise.”
We pulled up to the club, parking the car and making our way inside. The second Sehun saw the ratio between men and women, his hand was glued to my waist. He glared at any man who dared to look at me. Without stopping, we went straight to the bar. Sehun ordered for both of us and we had a little toast.
“To fun Hunnie~,” I said with a smile.
After a few rounds, Sehun excused himself. He headed to the bathroom and I checked my makeup on my phone. I felt a warm presence behind me and smiled. Sehun and his antics.
“Hey. Is this seat taken?” A man said from behind. I turned around and saw him pointing to the stool on the other side of me.
“Oh no, that one isn’t, but this one is,” I said patting Sehun’s seat.
“Fair enough. I assume you’re not alone then.” He said, making conversation.
“Uh- yeah, he just stepped away for a second,” I explained.
“I’m surprised he could leave you here alone. That dress is stunning.” Granted he was charming, but I couldn’t show any interest.
“Thank you, but I’m actually seeing someone… exclusively,” I admitted. He was slightly taken back but still nodded in understanding.
“Message received. It was still nice to meet you…” He extended his hand for a friendly shake and I accepted.
“Y/n,” I said.
“Y/n, it’s a pleasure.” The moment he let go of my hand I watched him as his gaze moved from my eyes and up and over my head.
“I’ll bet it is.” I turned around in my seat to see Sehun shooting an icy stare at the guy next to me.
“Oh, Sehun. This is-”
“Irrelevant. Let’s go.” He grabbed my waist, practically lifting me off the stool and storming out with me glued to his side.
“Sehun! What the hell?” I broke away from him when we made it to the parking lot and he just gave me the silent treatment. “Really? You’re ignoring me after that stunt you pulled.” I got in the car myself and he slammed the driver’s side door, turning his attention to me with a puzzled look.
“I pulled a stunt? What about you? That guy was undressing you with his eyes.” He threw the car into gear and sped off into the night.
“He was not looking at me any type of way, you are so dramatic.” I crossed my arms, giving up on any chance of having a decent conversation.
As soon as we got home, Sehun charged inside, leaving me to follow after him. I was just about to confront him when he hurried upstairs. I quickly rushed to our bedroom, knowing it would be the first place he would go. I heard the door slam shut as I made my way down the hall and there he was. I opened the door to find him nearly tearing his clothes off and tossing them in the laundry basket.
“Sehun… Can we talk about what happened?” I watched him pace back and forth while changing out of his club clothes. “I told him I was taken and he completely understood. When you came over he was just shaking my hand.”
“You don’t get it. He wanted what was mine.” He said, standing in front of me half naked.
“What’s yours? You’re really that territorial?”
He stepped toward me, staring me down. “You… Are mine. And I am yours. Period.” He stopped inches away from my face, taunting me with his bright pink lips. He knows I can’t resist his kisses.
“Y-you didn’t have to drag me out of there though,” I said in a timid voice. I couldn’t stop staring at his lips! I wanted to feel them all over me. He was so sexy when he was mad, and I was clearly falling apart at the seams. I wanted to kiss him so badly, it hurt.
“Yeah. I know you’re not the type to be… submissive. Oh, wait.” He gripped my hips, pushing me against the door. “You are.”
Without warning, Sehun stepped away, leaving me weak. He sat on the bed and looked at me with mischief in his eyes. He waved his finger at me, gesturing for me to come over and join him. I walked up to the bed, resting my hand on his shoulders, but before I could straddle him, he bent me over his lap, lifted my dress to expose my ass and pulled my hands behind my back with one hand.
“Such a bad little girl.” His hand came down with a loud smack. I bit my lip, stopping myself from moaning as he continued. “So naive.”
“I’m sorry, daddy. It won’t ever happen again.” I know it won’t because my baby is about to learn just who she belongs to.“ He spanked me a few more times, squeezing my ass when he finished my punishment. He let go of my wrists, letting me stand up on my own, but not before he pulled my panties down, around my ankles. I stepped out of them and turned my back toward him, looking at him over my shoulder until he got the hint and unzipped my dress.
I stepped out of the pool of clothes and was finally able to straddle him. I grinded down on his lap, soaking his underwear with my wetness. He didn’t hesitate to take them off and roll me over onto my back. He lined himself up at my entrance and glided into my slick heat.
"Oh~ So warm, baby. And so tight.” He moved in and out, moaning my name while I kissed his neck and chest. “Who’s the only man who gets to feel your wet little pussy?”
“You, daddy. Only you.”
“That’s my girl.”
My hands moved across his shoulder blades and down his back while he thrusted into me. I dug my nails in just as his manhood touched my g-spot. I pressed my forehead to his chest, clenching my walls around him. His length pushed deeper inside of me, causing me to cry out in pleasure. My head was thrown back and my stomach was like a butterfly sanctuary. I could feel the tingles rush over me, but I resisted my climax until he was nearly there.
“Fuck, I’m close baby. Cum with me. NOW!” He demanded.
He pounded into me, letting a flow of profanities spill out of his mouth. I clawed at his back, my eyes rolled up and I completely came undone. Sehun’s member softened inside of me as he pulled out. I collapsed beside me, taking a few breaths before propping himself up on his arm.
“Now. What has my baby learned?”
“Don’t talk to strangers?” I guessed.
“Because?”
“Because I belong to you, daddy.” I cuddled into his chest, hoping my innocence could persuade him to not be mad anymore.
He kissed my nose and held me close, relaxing into the sheets. “Good girl.”
A/N: this was supposed to be a oneshot (smut story under 700 words) but Chanyeol is my ult. bias and I was triggered
Genre: smut, angst
Summary: Although your relationship with your boss, Chanyeol is a secret, he won’t hesitate to punish you in the middle of the workday.
“Hey, Y/n!” One of my coworkers said, coming up to me with a smile.
“Oh, hey Kevin,” I replied. He sat on the edge of my desk and continued, “A bunch of us were gonna go out for ‘happy hour’ and kick off the weekend if you wanna join?”
“I can’t. Mr.Park has a retreat next week and he needs me to stay late with him.” I explained.
“Are you sure? Half price drinks; I’ll even buy the first round.” He added.
I just shrugged my shoulders and declined. “Maybe another time, Kev.”
“Okay. Well, are you busy for the rest of the weekend?” He asked.
“Well…” I tried to think up an excuse, but a husky voice came to the rescue.
“Y/n! Come in here please.” Mr.Park called.
I stood up and Kevin made himself scarce. I turned to walk into his office and he gestured for me to close the door.
“You called for m-”
“What is Kevin doing?” He interrupted, not even bothering to look up from his computer.
“Oh, um… Nothing. He was just fooling around.” I tried to be as honest as possible without making him jealous. My plan quickly backfired when, in a single blink, he switched his focus from his work to me.
“Nothing?” He asked with an unconvinced glare.
“Chanyeol,” I warned.
He stood up from his desk, walked up to me and placed his hands on my hips. “It sounded to me like he wanted what’s mine.” He leaned toward my ear, kissing the soft spot just below the lobe. His hot breath was enough to make me soak through my panties. I let out a soft moan and he pinched the side of my ass. “Shhh, princess. It’s not the end of the day yet. Which reminds me.”
Chanyeol pulled away from me, walked back to his desk and left me in awe. I just stood there motionless, taking in what just happened. He logged back into his computer and returned to what he was working on.
“You’re just gonna leave me like this?”
“Frustrating. Isn’t it?” He said, again not making eye contact.
I turned my heal and walked out of his office. The second I sat down I could feel my clit throbbing. I pressed my thighs together and bit my lip. There is no way I’ll get anything done like this. I was checking the clock every five minutes until finally, the work day was over. Everyone packed up their things and headed for the door. Kevin strode past my desk sending me a wink and left.
As soon as everyone was out the door. I stood up, took a look around and went right back into Chanyeol’s office. He was in the exact position that I left him in, staring at his screen with no emotion. He didn’t even notice me. I strolled around his desk, came up behind him and rested my hands on his shoulders.
“What are you doing?” He asked, eyes locked on his work.
“It’s after hours.” I kissed his temple, running my hands down his firm chest. “I think you owe me an apology by the way.”
“And why is that?” He said, typing somethng onto a document.
That’s it. I pulled his chair away from the desk, spinning him around to look at me. I straddled his hips causing my work skirt to start rolling up. His eyes went straight to my barely covered panties and his smirk started growing.
“First of all, my eyes are up here.” I lifted his chin, forcing him to actually look at me. “Secondly, leaving me all hot and bothered isn’t very nice.”
His hands stroked up and down my sides, untucking my shirt. “It’s not very nice to lead someone on either.”
“Who did I lead on?”
“I heard you talking to Kevin, Y/n. You never actually said the word no. You just… skirted around the issue and let him think he had a chance.” His hands moved to my thighs, raising the hem of my skirt even higher, uncovering my ass.
“Baby, if I told him I had a boyfriend, he’d want to know who and I’d have to lie, and you of all people know I’m a bad liar.” I locked my arms around his shoulders, combing through the little hairs on the back of his head.
“Hmm~” He hummed, relaxing into my touch. His eyes fluttered shut, he relaxed his lips and he tilted his head back.
I took the opportunity to give him a few little kisses on his neck, working my way up to his plush pink lips. His hold on my hips tightened, bringing me in as close as he could. Our chests pressed together, making him moan. I lifted my head up, brushing our noses together before I crashed my lips into his.
My hand held the back of his head, moving it to the side to deepen the kiss. He slipped his hands under my top, unhooking my bra. I finished the job for him and pulled my shirt and bra off, tossing it aside and returning to his lips. His hands came around to my front, cupping my breasts. He looked down at them, breaking the kiss and wrapping his lips around my nipple, sucking gently.
Leaning back, I gave him full access to my chest while my fingers played in his soft hair. He lifted me up, holding me against him until he placed me on his desk. He knocked the paperwork and picture frames out of the way and had me lay flat on my back. I watched as he undid his pants, freeing his rock hard erection. I opened my legs wider, readying myself for him.
He hovered above me, pausing when he remembered my panties were still in the way. With one movement, he ripped them off of me, tearing the lace.
“Hey! That was my favorite set you just ruined.” I scolded.
He gave me a devilish smirk in return and said, “I bought you those, I can buy you new ones.”
He lined himself up at my entrance and before I could get a word out, he thrusted his entire length into me eagerly. I gasped, arching my back. My nails dug into his biceps as he moved in and out of me roughly.
“just like that, babygirl. Take it.” His chest rose and fell with each short breath. “This is what you wanted all day? To come into my office, have me lay you down and pound into you till you scream!”
“Chanyeol! Oh god!” I clenched around him, making my walls even tighter as I approached my orgasm. “I’m so close.”
Chanyeol lifted my legs a little higher, finding the perfect angle, slapping our hips together. My mouth fell open and I came undone. Shivers rushed up my spine when I heard Chanyeol growl and groan through his climax.
I relaxed onto his desk, coming back down from a stimulating high. As soon as we caught our breath Chanyeol stood up, stuffing his soft member into his pants and zipping them up. He looked down at my half-naked body with a smirk and gave me a hand, lifting me off the desk. I straightened my skirt and put my bra and shirt back on. When went to pick up my torn panties Chanyeol intercepted me, taking them for himself and putting them in his pocket.
“Stay with me tonight.” He requested while pulling me into his strong arms. “You and I have a few more… matters to tend to.”
Summary: Chanyeol’s busy schedule has really been a test of your patience. But with another date night being canceled, you just can’t let him get away with that.
“Let’s just go,” I said. Chanyeol and I walked down the hall. Well, more like I stormed down the hall while he followed.
“No, Y/n. You’re clearly pissed about the change in plans. Why is it so hard for you to just say it? Is being passive aggressive really that much easier?” He grabbed my wrist, turning me around. I snatched it away from him and crossed my arms.
“I just don’t have anything to say to you right now. Let’s go to your precious party.” I continued to walk down the hall with my boyfriend close behind. I pressed the button for the elevator to come and take us downstairs, but that just meant more time to argue.
All week we planned on going out to dinner while we had a spare minute from both of our busy schedules, but Chanyeol’s manager swooped in early this morning with a text telling him he had to attend some listening party for a trainee who just debuted. Chanyeol asked me to go with him so we could still be together, but we may as well just spend the night apart. I know for a fact, the second he walks through the door, everyone who is anyone will come up to talk to him and treat me like some lost puppy off the street.
I let out a deep sigh and the bell dinged. The elevator doors opened and Chanyeol and I walked in. I leaned against the wall while he pushed the button for the lobby. Now it was back to waiting in an awkward silence.
“Babe, I know why you’re upset, but I’m not just going to ignore you when we get there.” He consoled
“I know you won’t. Everyone else will. No one cares about me there! I’m just the dumb girl who stole Park Chanyeol.” That last comment was all it took. Chanyeol smashed the side of his fist against the stop button, making the elevator come to a halt.
“Y/n, you didn’t steal me away from anyone. SM entertainment doesn’t own me. No one does.” His eyes darkened while he spoke.
“Oh really? Is that why you didn’t even hesitate before texting your manager back?” He knew I had a point, but there was no backing down now.
“If it means that much to you, I’ll cancel on my manager and we’ll go to dinner. Happy?” He pulled out his phone and started calling.
“No! Will you stop it?” I took the phone from him and hung up. “I’m not happy with that.”
“Then what do you want?” He came close to me, towering over my smaller frame. It was beginning to get a little intimidating, but at the same time, he was so sexy when he was mad.
“I want you,” I answered honestly.
“Fine, let’s have dinner.” He almost hit the button to start up the elevator, but I stopped him. “You want to go to the party?”
“No.” I stood in front of the buttons, blocking him.
“What’s happening?” He was still very confused, so it was up to me to help him out a little.
“Yeol~” I inched closer to him, backing him into the corner. “I. Want. You.” I ran my hands up his abdomen, to his chest and cupped his cheeks, pulling him down for a heated kiss.
He instantly grabbed my waist, pulling me into him. I moaned in his mouth when his hands reached down just below my ass, lifting me up and pushing me against the wall of the elevator. I locked my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss and grinding against him. My fitted dress rived up, exposing my lace panties.
“Fuck, I can’t take this.” Chanyeol unbuckled his belt, trying to hold his focus while I peppered his face in kisses.
He pulled out his hard cock, pumping it in his hand a few times before slipping my panties to the side and rubbing himself against my slick folds. I nearly went weak. I didn’t even care about the argument, I just needed him pounding himself into me. I took a hold of his jawline, smashing our lips together as he plunged into my wetness mercilessly. My moans started spilling out of my mouth.
“Chanyeol~ More! Oh, baby!” My words were muffled by his lips, but he knew what I wanted
He lifted my legs higher, moving in and out at a rapid pace. My small moans and whimpers turned into loud cries and profanities. My stomach knotted, my palms tingled and my back arched. I held onto Chanyeol’s shoulder with all my might, tightening my walls around his thick cock as he thrusted roughly. My fingernails started digging into the shirt on his back. I was so close, I could hardly speak.
“Ch-Chan-” I gave up on stating the obvious and bit my lip instead.
“Oh, god. I know baby. On three.” I let out a sigh, slightly disappointed that I had to wait. “One…” His thrusts started speeding up, making his little countdown much more difficult to honor.
“Two… Three! Cum, NOW!” His face went straight to my neck, groaning and nibbling as his sloppy thrusts rode out both of our orgasms. I tugged on his hair, calling out his name.
By the time we both colled down, I lowered myself to the ground, straightening out my dress and panties. Chanyeol zipped and buttoned his pants before finally pressing the stop button again to get the elevator moving again. To my surprise, he then pressed the button for our floor.
“What are you doing?” I asked “I thought you wanted me to choose. Dinner or the party.”
“You already chose. And now I’m gonna capitalize on that.” He said. I gave him a little smile and he leaned down to kiss me.
The doors opened again and we scurried back to our room, hand in hand. He unlocked the door, picking me up bridal-style and carrying me inside. He took out his phone, turning it off before tossing it on the table.
“We have unfinished business.” He said walking toward me.
Even though we didn’t go out for dinner or the party. Everyone ended up satisfied… Except for Chanyeol’s manager…
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