3.       Tease with those godly fingers.

“Chanyeol-ah,”

“No.”

“Channie~”

“No.”

“Yeollie~”

Chanyeol throws the pillow in the air, glaring at Baekhyun who is currently leaning all his weight on his body. He pushes the smaller man off and crosses his arms. “No.”

“But—”

“No, no, no,” Chanyeol firmly says, shaking his head wildly. Baekhyun has been trying to get him to buy him ice cream because according to him, it was so damn hot. Chanyeol feels hot for an entirely different reason. “You have to take care of your voice.”

Baekhyun huffs and turns on his feet, leaving Chanyeol in peace on the living room.

That, or Chanyeol is completely mistaken. After a while he emerges from their room, carrying a tube of lotion on his pretty fingers. Chanyeol swallows because he’d be ready to bottom for Baekhyun if that means he’ll get those slender digits to scissor his hole—

“How about I give you a massage?” Baekhyun raises a suggestive eyebrow. He does not know what his effects are to Park Chanyeol okay.

Chanyeol isn’t even able to give him consent before Baekhyun is moving behind the couch, lathering his fingers with generous amount of lotion. He makes Chanyeol remove his shirt, and Chanyeol, feeling like he’s experiencing an out of his body experience, does as Baekhyun says.

Baekhyun is obviously happy with his obedience.