E2 Baek x Jackson

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ "Mm, movie," Jackson agreed, since he had not sat down to enjoy a feature film in a long time. "Say, have you watched that Buzz Lightyear movie?" he asked, playing with Baekhyun's hand as he held onto it, bringing the younger's palm to his lips so he could press a kiss right on the heart of it. "I've been meaning to watch it," Jackson explained, "But I wasn't ready to when we were busy preparing for your album promotions." He gave full rein of the control to Baekhyun, though his suggestion was already out there. Whatever Baekhyun decided, Jackson would be just fine with. "Mhm," he agreed, "We're getting meat tonight, so I'm going to eat really well. Promise, baby."

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Baekhyun softened. He reached up to touch Jackson's face, cradling Jackson's cheek against his palm. "Of course I'm not mad," he said, brushing his thumb over Jackson's cheekbone once before withdrawing his hand and cuddling close, sleepy again after a morning of strenuous activity followed by a filling lunch. "Movie," Baekhyun murmured, clingy as can be now that Jackson wasn't whining about his hurting anymore. He reached for the remote left on his side of the bed, switching on the television for a bit of noise. "You're gonna eat a lot tonight, okay? Promise."

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ "Mm, I think I am" Jackson said, closing his eyes and relaxing when he had Baekhyun back in his arms. He had done his duty of keeping his boyfriend fed though, so staying in bed didn't feel like the worst thing in the world on his day off. "Guess we can't go anywhere until tonight baby," Jackson said, pressing a kiss to the top of Baekhyun's head, "You're not mad at me are you? I know you had been debating about going out earlier." Jackson sighed as he stared at his own unfinished food that was still sitting on the bed tray. "I'll eat better tonight," he announced to the both of them, "What do you want to do then?" he asked, "Watch a movie? Play games in bed?"

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ This time, although Baekhyun whined, he didn’t shirk away from Jackson. Once he finished his burger, Baekhyun wiped his hands and removed the cold compress, setting it aside so he could crawl back under the sheets with Jackson. Even if Jackson insisted it didn’t hurt anymore, Baekhyun was also a man who had felt this pain before, and he knew it wasn’t going to disappear within minutes. “Guess you’re out of commission for the rest of the day,” Baekhyun said, being careful not to brush up against Jackson as he slid lower. “Just get some rest before dinner, hyung.”

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ "I'll propose when you least expect," Jackson said right back, giving his boyfriend the most innocent of smiles when Baekhyun glowered at him. He watched as Baekhyun continued to eat, like a little chipmunk trying to hoard its nuts for the winter. He couldn't believe that the pain had been replaced with the need to laugh, and so he began to chuckle as Baekhyun continued to eat. "Once more," Jackson insisted, leaning over to bite Baekhyun once more, "Now I'm not hurting okay?"

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Instead of taking bites out of his burger, Jackson had decided to take a bite out of Baekhyun instead. Baekhyun whipped around with a ferocious glare, his burger still clutched in his hand after so long since Jackson had taken to being difficult now just because he got punched in his . "When are you going to propose, then?" Baekhyun turned so he faced Jackson when he sat, finally able to bring his burger to his mouth again. He didn't expect a serious answer at all, and maybe a question like that would stump Jackson so he would finally shut up. "If there's no ring, I can hardly believe your words."

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ Jackson reached to grab Baekhyun by the shoulders. When the younger insisted on eating his lunch, Jackson made a gesture, telling the younger to proceed. He continued to lean back against the headboard, sulking as Baekhyun didn't even turn back to give him another glance. "I already told you what you have to do," he reminded the younger, "You can't leave me. You're stuck with me, forever." To prove his point, Jackson leaned forward and bit at Baekhyun's exposed neck, leaving an imprint of his teeth in his wake.

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ "Stop moving!" Baekhyun scooted back so Jackson would just lie still, sitting within arm's reach of the older. "I'm not ignoring you, I'm just eating my lunch. Gosh." With his free hand, he shifted the cold compress back against Jackson's crotch, figuring he'd let it sit for another minute before removing it. Even when Jackson was being /so/ annoying, he couldn't help but continue to think of his comfort. "You keep talking about taking responsibility—what am I supposed to do? I already said I was sorry."

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ "Baby," Jackson deadpanned, sitting up straight when he saw how Baekhyun was starting to get a little grumpy, "I know it wasn't on purpose, but still! I'm in pain!" He brushed at the corner of Baekhyun's lips as the younger moved away from him, trying to urge him to come back, "Is that how you treat an injured patient?" he asked, trying to lighten the mood. Shifting gingerly in bed so he could close the space between them, Jackson mumbled, "I'm going to hurt more if my boyfriend won't even look at me. That's even more hurtful than a punch to the , let me tell you that."

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Baekhyun sighed, then pulled the cold pack away. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" he demanded, putting the last quarter of Jackson's burger back in his hand. "Are you seriously still thinking if I did it on purpose? Use your brain, why would I do that? Seriously," he scoffed, scooting to the edge of the bed to finish his burger, a little wounded Jackson would even entertain that idea for a single second, let alone for so long. "You're going to piss me off if you keep thinking that."

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ Swallowing the pills and sipping at the cola at Baekhyun's (violent) behest, Jackson stared at his boyfriend absurdly. How could Baekhyun just brush this off as an accident? This could, for a matter of fact, be a life-altering incident! Jackson groaned as he felt the coolness seeping through the blanket and through his boxers. Luckily he and Baekhyun were an item, and as each day went by, the more sure that Jackson was of Baekhyun being his forever person. How else was he supposed to explain his shortcomings to a partner if that person wasn't Baekhyun? "Ahh it's cold!!" he whined dramatically when Baekhyun held the compress in place for too long.

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Baekhyun scowled and shoved Jackson's hand away when he didn't comply immediately, nestling the compress against his crotch. "It's to bring the swelling down... I'm not going to hurt you on purpose." Taking the tablets back from Jackson, since he /also/ wasn't proactively putting them in his mouth, Baekhyun slapped his hand with the medicine over Jackson's mouth himself before offering him a sip of cola. Being the youngest in his family, Baekhyun scarcely took care of others, and it was exhausting. Or maybe Jackson was exhausting. "Why are you talking like you're infertile now? Be quiet... it was an accident, gosh."

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ Jackson didn't have time to register and process what Baekhyun meant when he said he was going to be right back. He was, in fact, far too lost in the notion of having injured private parts, that he wasn't able to entertain any other thoughts. It felt like the punch had left a lingering sensation over him that any time he shifted, he could feel that pain shoot up from the middle of his body again. When Baekhyun returned, Jackson had barely moved from his position, and groaned as he was handed the pills. "What are you going to do-" Jackson asked, eyeing the cold compress in the younger's hand, "Are you going to shrink my balls off-" he asked offhandedly, going full on dramatic mode when he was asked to lay back. He propped himself up on his elbows so he could watch Baekhyun's process, "Babe...never in my dating life have I ever had someone punch me in the nuts...you're never allowed to leave me now. You have to take responsibility, got that?"

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ "Yah, Wang Jackson. How dare you accuse me of doing that to you on purpose? Why would I do that?!" Baekhyun raised a hand, as if he was going to deliver an intentional slap this time just to remind Jackson of the difference, but he withdrew his hand when he saw how pitiful Jackson looked, cupping his nether regions. "Wait here. I'll be back." Slipping into his boxers and his shirt he had pulled out that morning, Baekhyun made his way downstairs with Mongryong hot on his heels. After pouring out a rushed breakfast-lunch for Mongryong, Baekhyun returned to the bedroom with ibuprofen and a cold compress in hand. Crawling back onto the bed, he picked up his soda for Jackson to wash down his medicine with. "Aigoo, poor baby. Take some medicine. Move your hand, I'll put this ice pack over the blanket."

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ Baekhyun's laughter was akin to a betrayal in Jackson's eyes, and he looked up from the side to give his boyfriend a disgruntled glare, "Byun Baekhyun, did you do that on purpose?" he demanded, hissing again when he was shifted by the younger and forced to lay back. Baekhyun may not have realized but the thing that he punched was none other than Jackson's baby maker. "Are you kidding me? Of course it hurts!" Jackson exclaimed, still slightly in shock himself that Baekhyun could commit such a heinous act against him. He scrunched up his face and moaned as the younger took over on soothing him, rubbing him in the nether regions, "No don't touch me," Jackson whined, "What if you punch me again-"

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ "I'm sorry!" Baekhyun set their burgers on the bed tray, pushing it to the foot of the bed before Jackson kicked it over, bursting into laughter when he saw Jackson's pained expression. he couldn't help it, clutching his stomach with one hand before reaching out to pet Jackson's hip with the other. It was so sad, but insanely hilarious at the same time. "Ah- Hyung- I'm sorry! Are you okay? Let me see." He pushed Jackson's hand away, rubbing over the blanket as if he was stroking Mongryong's head. "Aigoo, does it hurt?"

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ To some extent, Jackson could guess just how intimate Baekhyun and Yibo's conversations got when it was just the two of them. Seeing the from their pre-debut days, anyone would've thought that the two of them were a couple of lovebirds who wanted to debut together. Even now, when Yibo had Zhan and Baekhyun and Jackson, their bond was something special. So, Jackson grimaced as he sat through Baekhyun's live explanation and demonstration that he had given his friend, though he couldn't believe that Baekhyun would even be able to accurate depict what Yibo's hand movements had been like. A part of him wanted to ask Baekhyun if he was sure Yibo had shown him over his hand and not on the actual thing, but he knew that would be pushing the line between comedy and jealousy. Before he could get any thought in though, his mind went blank as the pain of being punched in the nuts by his very own boyfriend had Jackson shouting and keeling over. "WHAT THE-" he cried out, squeezing his eyes shut and hissing as he felt his sensitive nether regions tingling and going numb, "WHAT WAS THAT FOR!" he thundered, though it was more out of shock than anger at Baekhyun.

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ "Right?" Baekhyun nodded in agreement, slapping his Jackson's thigh over the covers in his agreement. “Yibo is my best friend, but I can't... Ah really... but I can't leave him to try and do research on his own, too. It doesn't work." He took a pause to wolf down another large chunk of his burger, although he had slowed down considerably since his stomach wasn’t so tight with hunger anymore. “His source material is insane. I asked him to show me how he does it now… and he just goes like—“ Baekhyun jerked his hand up and down in the air with his free hand over Jackson’s covered waist. “I was like ‘What? That’s it?’ I felt so bad, his hand was so robotic.” Baekhyun hadn’t really captured the nuance of Yibo’s jerky hand movements when he was demonstrated, and so he tried it again so Jackson would /really/ get what he was talking about, only this time, he put a little too much strength into it (he was really trying to recreate Yibo’s stiff grip) and hammered his fist directly over Jackson’s crotch. At least it was covered with the blanket, but Baekhyun practically felt himself pulverize it. He gasped, snatching his hand back. “I’m sorry!”

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ "You love it when I on your face," Jackson reminded Baekhyun with a playful smirk, "It softens up your features every time." He grinned as he took a bite at the edge of his burger, chewing slowly to savor the flavors that he denied himself of for so long. The burger wasn't the freshest quality by now, but it was still tasty, so after a few careful bites, Jackson opened his mouth big to eat at the middle. He almost bit on his inner cheek to hear Baekhyun's sudden TMI though, and bared his teeth in a show of awkwardness towards his boyfriend, "He shouldn't be asking my innocent baby that!" Jackson said, reaching over to steal a waffle fry from Baekhyun while depositing a few curly fries from his container in exchange, "What would you know about giving good head right? It's not like you do it every night with /your/ boyfriend~"

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Baekhyun was half-lying down while he ate, so he wasn't exactly gunning to look good while he did it. Frowning when Jackson pointed out the sauce, Baekyun snapped at his fingers when he reached over to wipe at him. "Say that again and I'll never let you on my face again," Baekhyun said, crawling up toward Jackson to lie against him as he ate. He didn't dare take Jackson's food, though, finding that Jackson was getting a little thin again. "Hyung, speaking of that, Yibo asked me recently how to like... give Zhan-hyung a..." Just like how Baekhyun couldn't speak too explicitly about Boa and Nichkhun, he couldn't bring himself to speak so vulgar when it came to his friend. "Anyway... why did he even ask me? So awkward... I don't want to think about him and... eugh."

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ Jackson didn't think there was anything wrong with the way he was appreciating Baekhyun's beauty, but he supposed his own image probably didn't look the best if Baekhyun was questioning him that way. He chuckled and nodded his head, standing up to grab his own food, "Alright I'm coming baby. I'm hungry too. Let's eat together." Judging by how quickly Baekhyun was eating though, Jackson knew that he had given Baekhyun's boundless energy a run for his money. After he neatly brought everything over to bed in his own tray, Jackson pushed out his own food towards Baekhyun, "Eat more if you want, since I don't need to finish it all." Jackson would eat more at dinner tonight, when Baekhyun and Yibo inevitably talked beyond their table's seating limit, and then definitely into the night when they would decide to have a part two. Biting into his own burger, Jackson held it with one hand before reaching over and wiping a little dollop of mustard and ketchup that had collected at the corner of Baekhyun's lips, "Silly, you can't get enough of that creamed look on your face, huh?" he teased, very much expecting to be hit for his boldness.

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ The cheeseburger was still warm, so Baekhyun didn't freak out on Jackson. He ate quietly, taking large bites to appease his stomach. He hadn't eaten since last afternoon, and between all the drama they saw in the recording studio and being plowed thrice so early in the morning, Baekhyun was starting to wish he ordered two more of these things. When he reached for the fries, his eyes met Jackson's. "Hyung, why are you sitting over there like I'm on my sickbed?" he asked, dipping his waffle fry generously into ketchup before hauling it to his mouth in one swift motion. "Come back over here. It's warm under the covers."

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ "Mm, okay shower later," Jackson agreed, making sure to keep Baekhyun tightly wrapped under the covers while he went to fetch a warm towel to wipe the younger down with first. "I'll get your food in just a moment, just let me clean you first okay baby?" he called out, adding a hurry to his step so that he wouldn't keep Baekhyun waiting for long. When he returned, Jackson personally attended to wiping Baekhyun down from arm to arm, leg to leg, and then across his chest. That would be enough for now. After that, he grabbed a fresh water bottle, opening it up and putting it to the younger's lips first, "Drink. I'll go get your cheeseburger." True to his word, Jackson had ordered the cheeseburger exactly how Baekhyun requested. He transferred all the contents out of the oily bag onto a tray, along with a little plate to pour out the ketchup bags if the younger so needed. Once Baekhyun was situated with the burger in hand, Jackson sat at the edge of the bed, admiring his boyfriend as he chewed away at his cheat meal.

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Baekhyun freaking knew it. He had already warned Jackson that the food was going to come soon, but Jackson was just that impatient, to the point he couldn't even wait for Baekhyun to have lunch first. Without Jackson inside him to warm him, Baekhyun gladly accepted the covers draped over his waist. Nearly falling asleep in the minute he was left alone, Baekhyun startled when Jackson appeared again at his side. "I'll shower later," he said quietly, exhausted from the rough round he'd just been put through. Jackson was probably going to try again after they ate, anyway, so there wouldn't be a point. "Where my cheeseburger?"

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ When they were just laying in bed together, with the natural light filtering in from the window to illuminate Baekhyun's luminescent skin, Jackson truly stared in awe. "Mm, yes baby?" he hummed, seeing how Baekhyun looked like all his energy had been drained quickly. Jackson pulled the younger close and pressed a kiss to his sweaty forehead, smiling as he reassured Baekhyun, "Let's clean you out so you don't get a stomachache then, okay?" he hummed. Right at that moment, Jackson heard the doorbell ring. Their food had arrived, almost too perfectly on time. Or if they looked at another angle, at the worst time possible. "Wait one moment," Jackson reassured Baekhyun, "I'm going to grab our food, and you can eat in bed if you'd like okay?" Though reluctant, he pulled his length out of Baekhyun and covered the younger underneath the sheets before throwing a robe on over himself and going out to pick up the food. Dropping their food off on the kitchen table and opening the bag so steam wouldn't collect on the inside, Jackson went over to Baekhyun's side of the bed. "Shower first baby? Or shall I just wipe you down?"

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ All the release that had gathered inside Baekhyun was being ed and pumped out now, replaced with fresh, hot . He cried even louder when Jackson picked up the pace rather than stilled, reaching out to cling desperately onto Jackson's arms. His bangs, damp with sweat, had fallen into his eyes at one more, frustrating him. He wanted to see Jackson, see the pleasure he was able to inflict upon the other, but he didn't dare let go, his fingers locked in a grip over Jackson's forearms. He sobbed, even when Jackson began to slow—although his s became less frequent, they were no less intense. "I'm so full," Baekhyun purred once Jackson came to a standstill, his lashes fluttering when he moved a hand to cup his stomach. His legs were still opened with Jackson jammed inside him, and Baekhyun, keening for lunch only fifteen minutes ago, had no intention of getting up. "Daddy, my tummy..."

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ It was already incredibly arousing to have Baekhyun above him, riding him like a little cowgirl, but when Jackson felt the younger's next trickling down his body and onto Jackson's stomach, it seemed to be the cherry on top. Baekhyun was trying so hard to please him, and along with the desperate last pleas for Jackson to , he finally let himself go, pulling Baekhyun down onto his length and ing his hips upwards as he shot his load deep inside of the younger. "k!" he cried out, his face scrunching up from the pleasure that ripped into him. "Hang on baby, hang on," Jackson panted as he flipped them back over, forcing Baekhyun to face him while they lied on their sides. From there, Jackson began to rut into the younger, milking himself of his release fully while getting a clear view of Baekhyun's beautiful, post- face.

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Hearing his name—his actual name, not a nickname—fall from Jackson's lips was incredibly arousing. Baekhyun held on to that sound, his hole tightening around Jackson along with his impending release. He came first, spilling over Jackson's stomach this time, but for as long as Jackson hadn't come yet, Baekhyun refused to stop yet. His thighs trembled with the strenuous effort of keeping himself together despite his body begging for him to stop with the stimulation, every nerve standing on end as he ed himself on Jackson's . "Hyung, I came," he panted, his nails leaving crescent marks over Jackson's chest. "Hurry up, I can't stand it anymore-"

@✵ byun baekhyun ²⁰/²⁰ "Because you sound like a squealing puppy when I do," Jackson teased Baekhyun when the younger expressed his displeasure. Obviously, Jackson wouldn't persist with things Baekhyun truly didn't like, but this was clearly not one of those things. He reached for the same spot that he slapped earlier, giving a few loving kneads with his palm before raising his hand and smacking that same reddened skin once again, "And I love it." Jackson grunted from the pressure of Baekhyun's rhythmic bouncing on his , and he could feel his own release coming once again, "Ready Hyun-ah? Let's together..." he moaned, his lips dry from how much he was panting from the pleasure.

@✵ jackson wang ʳᵃᵖ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ From the new position he was forced down in, it was much harder to 'go faster', but Baekhyun put all his effort into it, lifting his hips and slamming it back down without break for himself. His skin smarted from Jackson's hard slap against his bottom, and the suddenness elicited a shrill cry from him. "Hyung, stop it," he whined, lifting himself out of reach of Jackson's nipping mouth. He steadied himself this time by resting his palms flat over Jackon's chest, his fingers dipping into the firm muscle beneath him. His hole was still sensitive from earlier, and so he wasn't able to go as fast as he would've liked. "I'm already doing what you want... why are you hitting me?"