part two hundred nineteen

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team lay - chansoo public sex - 992 w

[(Anonymous)]

~public displays of affection make ppl very uncomfortable~

Chanyeol keeps doing this thing every time he gets within arm's reach of Kyungsoo, which is pretty often considering it seems like he's got the wing span of some ridiculous bird of prey sometimes, the way he's halfway across the room and then his fingers are somewhere on Kyungsoo's body. In his hair, on his neck, rubbing at Kyungsoo's wrist, his waist—or lower, large hand palming Kyungsoo's flat ass, pulling him closer. Controlled Kyungsoo rarely reciprocates, but he doesn't step away from it either, although he's always free to do so, which is his way of consenting, of saying that he likes it when Chanyeol's touching him, even if he'd never actually say it out loud.

"Can you two just—stop—with the hands shit for five minutes?" Baekhyun complains one day when Chanyeol shuffles down for breakfast in just his boxers and, still yawning, makes a beeline for Kyungsoo at the stove. He has to bend at the knee and crouch to lower himself to enough to Kyungsoo's height to rest his chin in the notch of Kyungsoo's shoulder. Kyungsoo braces his legs a little to accommodate the weight and keeps pushing at the egg in the pan.

"Smells good," Chanyeol murmurs, dropping a lazy kiss behind Kyungsoo's ear.

"Hey! Did you hear anything I said?" Baekhyun asks from the table, flinging a dishcloth at them. "Hands off. Leave room for Jesus. Nobody wants to see that."

Kyungsoo manages to turn with the weight of Chanyeol's body on him and glares at Baekhyun. "You of all people shouldn't be telling anyone to keep their hands off anyone else."

"I'm just saying—" Baekhyun says, and then he's cackling and Kyungsoo realizes that Baekhyun's only doing this to get a reaction out of Kyungsoo, and worse, it's working.

"Here. Don't let it burn," Kyungsoo says, forcing the spatula into Chanyeol's hand. Baekhyun scoots his chair back from the table so fast it tips over.

—

But ever since Baekhyun said something and brought it to his attention, Kyungsoo's felt more than a little self-conscious about it. Every time he feels Chanyeol's hands on him somewhere in the middle of a crowd he jumps a mile and looks around, wondering if someone's watching right then and passing judgment on the way Chanyeol can't keep his hands to himself.

"You okay?" Chanyeol asks, frowning.

"Yeah. You startled me, is all," Kyungsoo says. He hesitates for an extended beat before he mumbles, "Maybe Baekhyun was right."

"I'm sorry, what?" Chanyeol barks with laughter. Kyungsoo goes red, scowling, and dodges Chanyeol's hand again. "You just said you think Baekhyun was right—you realize what he's like in public, right? And he's usually doing it a lot louder than we are."

"I think he was right that it makes people uncomfortable when they see public displays of affection," Kyungsoo says.

"You don't like it when people watch?" Chanyeol asks, and then reels Kyungsoo in for a hard kiss before Kyungsoo can protest. Chanyeol punctuates it with a small hip thrust, one hand braced on Kyungsoo's ass, pulling his body in against Chanyeol tightly.

Kyungsoo exhales shakily as Chanyeol steps away and brushes the stray hair out of his eyes. "Um," he croaks. There are a few stray glances shot their way, but most people have done their best to look busy, eyes averted, cast down. "Chanyeol."

"You kind of liked that," Chanyeol says, beaming. "Admit it."

Kyungsoo wipes off his mouth with the back of his sleeve. "Maybe not in the middle of a crowded street."

"Still."

—

So this is how Kyungsoo discovers that his boyfriend has a public sex kink. He'd felt how hard Chanyeol had been—and it seems to build from there. If Kyungsoo kisses Chanyeol in public on the train, lets the rocking motion of the train push their bodies together, he's almost guaranteed a good night once they get home.

Chanyeol lets his hand come to rest between them, making it look as casual as you please except he's stroking Kyungsoo's dick with one finger through his trousers even as the commuters are pushing past to try and find a space in their car, and Kyungsoo pushes his hips into the touch, mouth open, eyes fluttering closed. He has to lean his forehead into Chanyeol's chest just to hide his face as it grows redder. He wants to tell Chanyeol to just use his whole fucking hand and finish the job, but he also loves that they're surrounded by people and nobody seems to know what they're doing, which just makes him harder and want it more.

They arrive home and it's Kyungsoo who pushes Chanyeol up against the wall in the hallway outside their room, yanking him down by the collar, mouth already open.

"You're an ass," he says. "Anyone could have seen what you were doing."

"Pretty sure that business guy saw how fucking hard you were, Jesus," Chanyeol pants, pulling Kyungsoo's hips into him. "Why didn't you tell me you were into this sort of shit too?"

"I had no idea," Kyungsoo admits, and then pulls Chanyeol into their bedroom by his sleeve, stumbling backwards as he tries to kick off his pants. Chanyeol breaks away, goes back to shut the door, but something steely in Kyungsoo's voice makes him stop.

"No," Kyungsoo says, shaking his head. "Leave it open."

He sees the way Chanyeol's pupils dilate at that, blown so wide his eyes are nearly completely black. The other two that live in the house, Baekhyun and Jongdae, aren't home right now, but they could be at any minute, they could walk by and see them, see everything. Kyungsoo thinks about what that would be like and feels his mouth go dry, dizzy with arousal.

"Fuck," Chanyeol whispers, and then he's on Kyungsoo in three long steps, kissing him more eagerly than Kyungsoo can ever remember, even their first time.

^^ oops i included the prompt in my wc revised wc 984 sry mod

[(Anonymous)]

Re: team lay - chansoo public sex - 992 w

[(Anonymous)]

anon this was soooo good ;;