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Baekhyun has been wiggling his tight-jeans clad in front of Chanyeol’s face for a while now. He squirms and bends over, letting Chanyeol see the enormity of his pert , begging to be squished and spanked. He jumps and hops, making his round cheeks bounce with the motion.

Chanyeol swears he’s going to be delivered in hell if Byun Baekhyun does not stop this madness.

He swallows and focuses on his phone, ignoring how the large beads of sweat are falling nonstop on his face. He is convinced he’s got it all covered, when suddenly, Baekhyun moans and it takes all of Chanyeol’s hidden willpower not to pounce on the smaller boy and him senseless on the ground until his is flat and he can’t wave it off like that anymore.

He throws his phone on the bed and clutches his hair in frustration. “Would you stop?” he demands to Baekhyun who gives him a wide-eyed stare.

“Can’t you see I can’t get these jeans off?!” Baekhyun shrieks, slapping his cheek in frustration. Chanyeol could only imagine what it would feel like if his large hands were the one hitting that . He is most definitely not getting hard right now.

“Help me!” the unsuspecting singer commands, walking over Chanyeol’s bed and putting both the giant’s hands on either waistband of his jeans. Chanyeol almost passes out in excitement but wills his c