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Beyond the rays of sunlight streaming through the window, what really woke up Doyoung was knowing what was going to happen that day. As much as he knew that if he said he didn't want to do it, they would understand and nothing would happen; he wanted to do it and he wasn't going to wait any longer.
"Awake?" Taeyong mumbled rising slightly on one of his arms to see his boyfriend who was sitting at the foot of the bed.
"Hmm," Doyoung nodded slowly as he took his gaze away from the window and towards Taeyong.
"Nervous," he said between question and affirmation.
"Anxious."
"In the good way or in the bad way?"
"Is there a good one?" Taeyong laughed at the question and settled back so he could sit well.
"I think so."
"I don't know..." He sighed and got up from the bed. "I'm going to brush my teeth," Taeyong nodded, taking the covers off the bed to go get his cell phone. When Doyoung returned, Taeyong was sitting in the same place where he had left him.
"Hey," he said as he made grabby hands, Doyoung walked towards him.
"Yes?" Taeyong braced himself on one of his elbows to rise toward Doyoung. "Morning breath," he wrinkled his nose but approached Taeyong just the same.
"You've kissed me having cum in my mouth, don't be like this now," They both laughed softly and approached to bring their lips together, Doyoung moved slowly until he was on top of Taeyong, at first it was just a good morning kiss, but neither of them noticed when the intensity started to increase (not like it bothered them either).
Two knocks on the door and they were both separated instantly.
"Can I?" Chanyeol asked from the other side of the door.
"Yeah... yeah," Doyoung said as he fixed his hair and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Hey," Chanyeol said after opening the door. "The water is hot, you can go shower," Taeyong got out of bed instantly.
"I'm going," he said, then headed out to the bathroom.
"Hey, I wanted..." Doyoung snorted.
"There are clean towels on the cabinet," he said in a little louder voice, then smiled softly when he saw Taeyong close the door. He turned to see Doyoung closely and then placed one of his hands on his shoulders, he leaned on one of his knees on the bed to be more comfortable and adjusted his two hands to lightly massage Doyoung's shoulders.
"You're tense," he said, then stopped massaging Doyoung's shoulders, remaining seated on one of his legs. Doyoung turned to look at him slowly, thinking about what he had said. "Your shoulders are up a bit, you have a clenched jaw and a curved back," Doyoung quickly straightened and unclenched his jaw, not taking his gaze off Chanyeol. "You're nervous," he whispered more to himself than to the younger boy. Doyoung thought for a short time before quickly approaching Chanyeol to bring their lips together. He separated the contact instantly, not moving away from the other but afraid of having made him uncomfortable. However, it didn't take long for Chanyeol to approach him to kiss again. They both moved their lips in sync, leaning slightly towards the bed but without pushing too much. Chanyeol brought one of his hands to Doyoung's face and left the other on his leg, Doyoung took it.
The force was leaning a bit more towards Doyoung than it was towards Chanyeol, but it didn't take much effort for the younger to lean back until he was sitting on his lap. All this without stopping moving his lips, savoring the other's mouth, letting their saliva come together in an obscene sound, delicate and tender at the same time.
Both of them separated for a moment, not because they got tired of the other but to stop a bit that rush that they both carried on without realizing it. Chanyeol passed his hands neatly outlining Doyoung's neck, who was looking at him a few inches away with the leering gaze that distinguished him so much at the time.
"I don't know if it's a good idea to have a scene right now," Chanyeol said with a calm voice. As much as he had never been with him, Doyoung suspected that he was the type of person who hardly lost his temper in situations like these. And he would be lying if he said that listening to him so calmly when he was feeling a complete mess wasn't arousing.
"It doesn't need to be a scene," he said breathily as he tried to regain his composure, he placed his hands on Chanyeol's neck and came over to kiss him again.
"Stop stop stop," Chanyeol said, grabbing his neck to push him away.
"Sorry I-" he tried to calm his breath. "I wasn't thinking, I'm-"
"It's okay," Chanyeol sighed. "It's okay it's just... we hadn't talked about this with Baekhyun so I don't know if he's okay with me just..."
"Just having normal boring sex without him?"
"I was gonna say with having vanilla sex but if you put it like that..." They both laughed and then looked at each other in silence. "You're still nervous," Doyoung licked his lips looking down at the ground and then nodded.
"Yeah, I am, I feel like... I'm gonna make things awkward."
"Sex is awkward," Chanyeol said mater-of-factly. "Things are gonna be awkward," Chanyeol grabbed Doyoung's chin to look at him in the eye. "And it's okay that things aren't perfect."
"Fuck, Baekhyun hyung was right about you," Doyoung snorted.
"About what?" He asked with a frown as he brushed a couple of hairs off Doyoung's forehead.
"About you being such a sweetie," Chanyeol laughed softly.
"Have you ever tried bondage?" Doyoung thanked whatever the fuck is up there that Chanyeol asked that when he wasn't drinking nor eating something, because he is pretty sure that he would've choked on himself.
"Have I ever tried what?" He asked surprised even tho he did, in fact, heard the question.
"Bondage, shibaru," Chanyeol said with a little more gentle tone.
"Not that I'm aware of."
"Definetly not the answer I was expecting," Chanyeol smiled. "Not that you're aware of? How come?"
"Before yesterday I... I remember only half of the things."
"You passed out."
"I blacked out."
"Fuck," Chanyeol snorted. "Hot."
"Do you find it hot?" Doyoung said interested. "Is it hot that I blacked outta pleasure?"
"You're mischievous, aren't you."
"Kind of," Doyoung smiled. "Hyung."
"Tell me."
"I think we gotta have breakfast,"