pairing: chanyeol x baekhyun

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can we just talk about how strong the ChanBaek is this comeback

Sex in Chanyeol’s kitchen

Originally posted by neskui

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 4,4k

Anon request: “ Can i request a baekhyun smut when he is jealous watching you keep talking to his friend?”



     A pair of strong arms is wrapped around your waist and two lips are pressing a short kiss on your shoulder. It’s afternoon but the view here is always beautiful. The blue clouds on the sky are forming a dome with different shapes that embraces the yellow ball above the sea. You hear the foaming waves hitting the rocks and your nostrils are invaded by the masculine scent around you. His scent.

‘It is beautiful, isn’t it?’

     You let out a hum and his arms wrap your waist tighter. Your back is pressed on his chest and his soft and wet lips are kissing your neck. A shiver is crossing all of your body when his hot breath hits your skin.

‘I will miss this view.’ Suddenly your voice is full of regret. You can swear his lips curl into a smile over your skin.

‘What?’

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Massage

Pairing: EXO Baekhyun X Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff

Trigger Warning: smut af

Word Count: 1711

A/N lol I was so stressed about my exams I went and cried in my bed. then wrote some smut. That’s how you deal with school problems 

Also sorry it literally took me 9 years to write this

 _

A groan escaped Baekhyun’s lips as he lowered himself into the sofa chair opposite you. You looked up from your phone that sat between your fingers. 

“You alright there?” He landed stiffly in the chair, sighing again once the cushion seemed to wrap around him. 

“I’m so sore…” he grumbled. “We practised endlessly today.”

“Oh dear. They really do work you hard, don’t they?” You mused. Baekhyun shifted slightly in his seat, his eyes crinkling and brows furrowing as he winced at the pain. 

“Ahh, it’s my back.” He looked up at you, his eyes drooping in self sympathy. 

“Do we have any pain killers or something?” you asked, standing up from your seat. “I’ll go and look.” You began to turn away but Baekhyun stopped you. 

“Wait. Maybe you could… possibly…” he began. 

“What?" 

"Give me a massage?” His eyes shone pleadingly and you couldn’t help but agree. 

“Okay. Let’s go to the bedroom then." 

After taking a good couple of minutes for Baekhyun to heave himself out of the couch, he lay down on his front, his chest sinking into the mattress of the double bed.

"Be gentle,” he said, his voice cracking. You chuckled. 

“Don’t worry, I will.” You couldn’t help but smile at his innocence, positioning yourself adjacent to him. You kneeled on the bed next to him, stretching out your knuckles and testing your hands’ flexibility. You placed your hands on the cotton of his t-shirt, gently rubbing circles towards the top of his back. Almost instantly, Baekhyun let out a content sigh. You gradually moved further down his back, continuing the same gentle motion. 

You caught glances at his face, tipped on its side. His eyes were shut, often squeezing together in satisfaction.  

“Jagiii…” he mumbled, reaching for the hem of his t-shirt and pulling it up to expose his skin. You couldn’t help but feel distracted by his voice, his sensual sounds igniting something in the pit of your stomach. You tried to ignore it, assuming he was too tense for what you had in mind. 

He stayed in the same position; you presumed he’d wanted the contact of your hands against his skin. He let out a hiss as your fingers pressed into his back. “Your hands are cold,” he stated. 

“Sorry." You worked your hands over his flexing muscles, pleasing Baekhyun with each movement.

As you continued massaging him, he continued to produce unforgivable moans and groans that you tried desperately to distract yourself from. His lips were parted and his eyebrows were furrowed, as if he were concentrating on something. While you were examining his features, he suddenly turned in your grasp, rolling into his back. His eyes gazed up at you, any sense of tranquillity disappearing as a dangerous and cheeky glint seemed to replace them. He half smiled, a cocky grin playing on his lips. 

"Why don’t we do something we can both get pleasure from?” You mirrored his devilish smile. Taking that as a yes, his arms snaked round your waist as he pulled you atop him. Your lips connected and your long forgotten massage turned into a fiery kiss full of passion and want. 

Baekhyun took control and rolled you both over, so your back was lying pressed against the mattress while he held himself above you.

This time, moans escaped your lips as his hands roamed over your body. At your voice, you felt his crotch harden against you. His fingers crept up your t-shirt, cupping your bra. He smiled and gently pulled it upwards, revealing you only in your bra. His hard stomach pressed against yours as he dipped downwards and connected your lips together again. Both his hands found their way behind your back and unclasped your bra, exposing your chest completely.

His lips moved from yours to wander against your cheek, then your jawline and your neck. All the while, his hands were working at ridding your body from your remaining clothes.

“You feeling better now then?” you murmured, soon followed by a gasp into his hair. He was still sucking at your neck, leaving beautiful marks that claimed you as his own. He held his body up with his hands planted heavily either side of you, locking you into his own personal prison.

“Much better,” he breathed against your neck. You arched your back into his body as one hand came to circle your core. His finger coiled around your clit before entering it inside you. You shivered and pressed your hands into his back, feeling your nails indent small curves into his smooth skin. You melted into his touch, your eyes rolling back and your eyelids fluttering shut in pleasure.

Baekhyun’s lips finished sucking your skin and he began gently nibbling on it. You shuddered in response. You began to feel a line of sweat glistening on your forehead as Baekhyun’s arm movements seemed to go quicker and quicker – now two fingers buried inside you. You moaned and whined out breathlessly, repeating his name like a chant.

You could feel his grin against your skin. His teeth grazed across your collarbones as he cockily smiled at the reaction he’d caught from you. You threw your head back as you were dissolved in pleasure – your first orgasm fast approaching. “Baek… Stop…” you gasped. “I want to cum with you-“ you attempted to stop him, you’d wanted to share your orgasm with him. But he ignored your efforts, his right hand coming to lay gently across your lips.

You moaned into his hand as your high suddenly shook through you – a bold of electricity shattering through your veins. Your heart beat incredibly fast while time seemed to slow down around you. You cried out Baekhyun’s name, your nails pressing deeply into his skin even further. You wondered if you’d left deep marks behind.

As your orgasm finally died down, you were left lying breathless on the sheet. Baekhyun pulled his fingers out of you, bringing them up to your lips and letting you clean them for him. You gazed at him adoringly, sweat glistening all over your body. Your legs unconsciously crossed themselves, protecting your burning heat from over stimulation.

While regaining your stability, your fingers found their way to Baekhyun’s belt and undid the clasp. You pushed them down his thighs, pulling his boxers down with them. As his rock hard member slapped against his muscular torso, you smiled hungrily, arousal making its appearance once again.

You wrapped your fingers around him, stroking a finger over the head and running your hand up and down. You started to pull yourself out from underneath Baekhyun, expecting you both to change positions so that you could pleasure him yourself, but his hands flew to your shoulders, his iron grip keeping you in place.

“No, I want you too much. Now,” he stated huskily. Happy to comply, you felt his arms return to your thighs, pulling them apart again. He positioned his hips readily, his cock pressing lewdly against your entrance. He was further away from you now, instead of lying directly atop you he was half kneeling lower down. He looked carefully at you, eyebrows raised in question. It was one of the sexiest things a man could do – you thought – showing they’re asking for consent. You reached forward, wrapping your hands around his neck and pulling him down to kiss him.

With this movement forwards, he entered you. You moaned simultaneously into one another’s mouths, saliva mixing between the two of you. He started slow, thrusting at a consistent pace until quickly he began to charge into you. His hips moved so suddenly against you that neither of you could commit or concentrate on kissing, your lips just lying parted against each other. They both sung each other’s names.

“Oh my god,” you rasped, his dick brushing against your one spot of pleasure. His eyes clamped tightly shut as he repeatedly hit that same place inside you, your moans only increasing. His skin shone with sweat, drops even occasionally falling onto your skin as he continued to rhythmically slam into you.

His pace was soon so fast it was almost unbearable. At this point, you’d become putty in his hands and you were an item for Baekhyun to fuck. He’d moved his head to bury it in your shoulder, growling against your skin as he pounded into you relentlessly and unforgivingly. One of your hands buried its way into Baekhyun’s hair, holding him closely while his hips rolled against you. You felt his breath against your collarbone, ragged and erratic as you could feel he wasn’t going to last much longer. You couldn’t help but wonder if he was in pain – the movement probably being ten times more intense than the dance moves he’d performed earlier on in the studio.

A pool of fire flickered in your stomach, your second orgasm igniting in your body. Baekhyun’s thrusts never ceased to slow down, although the steadiness began to falter as he had almost caught up with his end. He panted and groaned, almost as if he were annoyed at himself, until he thrust into you with so much force that you ended up coming together – one another’s fluids mixing and combining as one. Stars dotted your vision as your voice was stolen from you; you bathed silently in bliss while he repeated your name over and over as if it were a hymn.

He sighed out in exhaustion and pleasure, jerking and crashing his chest against yours, lying still against you. For a few moments you both lay there, catching your breaths and gasping for air. It took a few minutes for the room to stop spinning and Baekhyun rolled to the side, falling onto the mattress beside you.

You both continued to stare at ceiling above you. Satisfied and spent.

“Well,” Baekhyun began, “that was definitely one way to loosen me up.”

We Don’t Talk Anymore (Part 11)

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader x Baekhyun

Requested: No

Word Count: 1,849

Summary: Everything was going perfectly for both of you, but then he changed.

Author’s Note: This was one of my favorite chapters to write! Enjoy! ;D


(Part 1) | (Part 2) | (Part 3) | (Part 4) | (Part 5) | (Part 6) | (Part 7) | (Part 8) | (Part 9) | (Part 10) | (Part 11) | (Part 12: Finale)

To sum up the past months in a few words, Chanyeol was a complete and utter wreck. A piece of him had died that day. He had called in sick to work, his stuffy nose from crying too much playing in as an advantage to convincing his boss he was too sick.

He spent the rest of the day, buried under the covers just wondering what he could’ve done to have kept you there.

He hated waking up in the morning to a cold empty space to his left. The space that had once been occupied by a warm body.

The body that he loved to hold in his arms as he drifted away.

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Fake – Part 2

Part 1

Pairing: EXO Baekhyun X Reader

Genre: Angst / Fluff

Word Count: 1473

A/N thanks for requesting part 2! Here it is ❤ I never actually mention in part 1 the girl’s name… but she’s called mina in this

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Baekhyun was so surprised at your swift departure that he couldn’t utter a single word. It was too late, you’d already left, the library door slamming behind you. Mina stood in front of Baekhyun, who was still situated in the bean bag, icy eyes following you as you left. A smirk toyed at her lips.

Baekhyun suddenly felt different, unsure and slightly nervous. The whole situation’s atmosphere had abruptly become intense, fierce, sharp. Everything that was to unfold depended on Baekhyun, and him alone. Your lack of presence meant you were no longer there to support him. He felt slightly lonely, your exit affecting him more than it should.

Something felt far away inside him, distant. His connection to Mina didn’t feel as clear, like someone had tampered with his carefully thought out plan. He had looked at Mina before with a schoolboy crush, and although now she stood in front of him, eyeing him up while he had full access, it didn’t seem to bloom into anything more. If anything, Baekhyun felt a protective barrier towards you, his friend, after her intimidation had led you to fleeing the building.

Baekhyun shook his head slightly, as if trying to rid himself from this new, foreign feeling. He finally had a chance with Mina, you had gone through so much to get him this far. Baekhyun almost felt like he couldn’t let your reluctant work go to waste, as if it would be letting you down. I might as well try it out. Baekhyun thought to himself. Maybe the unknown feelings would vanish then. Giving himself an excuse to carry out the process he had planned, Baekhyun allowed himself to connect with Mina for the night. Although a small voice in his mind warned him this experiment wasn’t to end in the way he had originally thought.

You felt numb. You regretted ever agreeing to the stupid idea. Obviously, it would only end up in tears and a cracked heart. Refusing to allow yourself to witness the flirting and the fall of your fake relationship, you’d escaped the library as fast as possible. Now, you sat in your bed, wrapped up in covers with messily tied up hair and black lines running down your face. You decided to watch crappy rom-coms on your laptop as an attempt to divert your mind.

A couple of movies later, you heard a click at your door and watched as Baekhyun let himself inside your room. His eyes found yours. He stood in the door frame, leaning against it and stuffing his hands inside his jacket pockets. A glance at the dark makeup sinisterly running from your eyes sent a stab of guilt to Baekhyun’s stomach.

You pulled your laptop screen down, leaving only the candlelight next to your bed as a source of light in the room. You noticed Baekhyun’s hair was wet, it must have been raining outside. His lips looked plump. You tried to stop images of Baekhyun and Mina flashing in your head, building a brick wall in your mind.

“I’m sorry,” Baekhyun finally spoke. You didn’t reply, only wiping a tear that was threatening to spill down your cheek. “I’m sorry for being so blind about everything,” Baekhyun said, staring at the ground. “I’m confused about how I feel and… It’s all different. Everything is different.” He looked up to meet your gaze. You nodded. “And I’ll be honest: things did happen with Mina.” But she needn’t know what things happened, Baekhyun thought to himself. “I love our friendship,” he paused,”the way it is, but there are definitely feelings I need time to fully comprehend.”

You still didn’t reply, only nodding. “Okay well… I guess I’ll see you around.” Baekhyun lifted himself off from the doorway and turned around. With one last look over his shoulder and a half-smile, he left.

You let yourself burst into tears again. He was being so confusing. Did he just mean he needs time to fully come to terms with the fact that you loved him? Or did he feel something too? None of it made sense. You tossed to your side and crawled into a small ball, letting the arms of sleep carry you away.

Baekhyun walked home staring at the ground, thinking about how that couldn’t have possibly gone any worse. Not a single word from you. He’d rather you’d screamed and shouted at him, demanding him to leave, than treat him with silence. He was struggling to admit that getting to act as your boyfriend had opened doors for him. His moments with Mina hadn’t come close to how he’d felt when you had kissed him, and you two were acting then. He couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel when it wasn’t a one-sided love, when both of your emotions beamed as brightly as each other. While hoping the new, unknown feelings would have disappeared while being with Mina, Baekhyun discovered they had only grown stronger.

A few days had passed without a word from Baekhyun. No messages, snaps, and you hadn’t even seen him around in person once. You felt miserable. Even though you managed to get on with your work and attend lectures when needed, you couldn’t help but feel broken inside. This was it, an end to your relationship.

Hope had glimmered in you for the first couple of days, the sun had shone radiantly while you’d waited expectantly for a call, a text, Baekhyun to throw himself next to you on a bench as he often did. But you’d ended up seated alone. You had masked a smile on and played pretend, acting your usual self around your other friends. You’d never have thought that acting for one evening with Baekhyun would have meant you’d need to carry it on for another few days.

You despised yourself for agreeing to go along with his silly game. He wasn’t even with Mina now as far as you knew, and you’d both thrown away your valuable friendship for nothing. You wish you’d continued out his apartment door, leaving him behind after announcing his idea was crazy. The both of you would then have made up as you always do, and you’d be friends again. You’d be fine with that, if it meant you’d have to live with a love that brewed only inside you, then so be it. As long as he was in your life. You damned that moment you turned on your heel and returned to Baekhyun, agreeing to play the role of his girlfriend.

It was a Tuesday, all hope for rekindling your friendship with Baekhyun was plummeting, and you were suffering alone as you made your way home. As you twisted through the corridors to your room, you stopped suddenly and pulled your earphones out. Baekhyun was sitting with his back leaning against your door, his slim legs stretched out on top of one another on the floor. In his hands lay a bouquet of flowers. He tilted his head up to see you and smiled.

“Hey,” he greeted softly. Your lips parted in shock, rendering you speechless for a moment. He heaved himself up, sighing gently and came to stand in front of you. He pressed the flowers into your hand, causing you to lose your balance slightly and take a couple of steps backwards. Red, pink and white roses.

You couldn’t help but beam back at Baekhyun, before throwing your arms round him into an embrace. Whether he was back as a friend or boyfriend didn’t matter right now, you were just glad he was here. He nuzzled his face into your hair and sighed. Maybe it was relief. You hadn’t shut him out; you couldn’t. And he hadn’t either. You drew back, still beaming from ear to ear.

“Wow, being given flowers really does make someone’s day,” you declared.

“Yeah, I… I had some time. With my thoughts,” Baekhyun said.

“Okay,” you said quietly.

“I mean… I’m not sure how you feel, but I know that I do. I know for sure.” He rested a hand on your cheek, looking as if he were struggling with what to say next. You eyed him expectantly. Leaning in, he whispered, “can I?” You gave him the slightest nod, before he pulled you forward so your lips met his. The plastic encasing the flowers crinkled, pressed between the two of you, but all you could focus on was Baekhyun. He moved softly against you, with more passion and sincerity than the night in the library. It had been fierce, a battle between love, friendship and jealousy, but now you purely shared adoration towards each other.

This was real.

What You Don’t Know Won’t Hurt You  (pt.l)

Originally posted by the-a-team-baekhyun

Hey ho!! I’ve had some time to write while I was away and I have good wifi for a few days so I’ll be releasing a three part series! I hope you enjoy!! As usual any feedback or comments are fully welcomed :)

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader (ft. Baekhyun)

Word Count: 2.656k

Genre: Angst

Warnings: like two mean words

Part l / Part ll  / Part lll (final) / Masterlist~

“Okay, seriously (y/n), how long has it been?”

You sigh and return your gaze to the boy in front of you. Baekhyun’s eyebrow is raised at you and you know he’s annoyed. You steal a quick glance at Park Chanyeol who’s sitting across the room on the other end of the cafeteria before muttering something about it being three years.

“I know, it’s not like you’ve been telling me about how much you love him for that long or anything.” You reach over the table to punch Baekhyun in the shoulder. He doesn’t even flinch. After ten years of friendship, he’s accustomed to being on the receiving end of your punches. “Listen, all I’m saying is that you keeping your feelings all bottled up isn’t helping anything. I say you should just confess.”

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This Ain't No Ordinary Romance, 'Cause We Ain't No Ordinary People

Main pairing: Chanyeol x Baekhyun

Side pairing: Jongin x Kyungsoo

Other characters: OT12

Genre: Romance, SoulmateAU .

Summary: Two perfect people. With perfect lives. In and out of so many relationships, they would’ve lost count by now, only if they bothered to keep one. But they didn’t. Because every time, they knew before it began that it was never meant to be. However, they don’t know what’s meant to be yet, because they are still unaware of each other’s existence. That is until two of their exes hooked up.

My recent ChanBaek fanfic. Hope you all enjoy it. ❤

Prank Wars

Summary: You and Kyungsoo have been best friends, and the boys can’t help but prank the two of you in an attempt to pair you up.
Member: Kyungsoo (D.O.) x Reader (appearance by Baekhyun and Chanyeol)
Type: Fluff
Length: 1,539 Words

I think that relationships between best friends are just so cute. Anyways, I hope you guys like this scenario <3

-Admin Kat

Originally posted by missdyoo

“Soo!” You screamed loudly as you ran to your best friend. Kyungsoo looked up at his bedroom door in confusion. You ran into the room, slamming the door behind you and throwing yourself onto the bed beside him. He stared up at you, unsure of what to say, but not really complaining. “Kyungsoo, please go kill the giant spider in the living room. The boys just left and I can’t even go near it.” You explained to him.

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Title: Nepenthe (AO3)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Yixing (Lay); Baekhyun x Chanyeol
Warnings: Grief, Past character death, Depression, Recovery
Rating: NC-17
Final Word’s Count: ~33k
Summary: Nepenthe: 1. adj. - something capable of causing oblivion of grief or suffering.
Yixing tries to bring Baekhyun back to life, yet it’s Chanyeol who is six feet underground.

anonymous asked:

hi pie, i just wanna know, have you read any good baekyeol fics recently? if so can you recommend some? I'm open to any genre ;;

hello sweetheart ;] humm lately people on livejournal seem to abandon baekyeol so these days i often lurk around asianfanfics for something to read. heeeyy never underestimate aff, you can find really good stuff here. i can list down some of my favourites here for you…

and i don’t know if you have read these already but aahh i love these stories: 

i actually lost all of my baekyeol ff bookmarks sometime ago so…sighs /; but well, enjoy! 


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also, baekyeol in a form of poetry. haha if you get what i meant