Ready?"
"Yes."
Baekhyun’s gaze changed immediately. He skillfully lowered his upper body and kicked Chanyeol’s shin.
Using Chanyeol’s temporary unbalanced posture,
he tucked his collar and turned around, pulled Chanyeol’s whole body and threw him over his shoulders like a sandbag.
∞
Chanyeol knelt down beside Baekhyun, not drawing out his sword. He used it to gently lift the young master’s face up.
Baekhyun could hear his heart beating fast, either because of the sharp object placed right next to his neck or Chanyeol’s face coming closer and closer to his. He was even able to feel the latter’s breath on him.
"Byun Baekhyun..." Chanyeol whispered into the older’s ears.
Unexpectedly, he dropped the kanata and pulled Baekhyun into a kiss.
∞
"You like it rough, huh?"
Baekhyun said. He pulled his wrist out of Chanyeol's hold,
leaned to aside
, and shoved his tongue into the taller’s mouth. His long fingers held Chanyeol’s head.
"Not necessarily
, but you’re hot like this, Baekhyun...