Your pretty lips leave me so inspired…
chateau all over; baekhyun/reader scenario, rocker!au, smut/nc17, 1335 words
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Today, Baekhyun and his band were shooting a cover album and
promotional photos for their upcoming shows. You decided to accompany him, declaring that you were more than happy to help them with final touches of any
details that remained. Baekhyun was beyond thrilled that you wanted to join in.
Even though you wouldn’t be in the photos yourself, the
spirit of the day made you want to get just as dolled up. You matched their
style with your best-fit dress and favorite boots, doing your makeup a little
more intensely than usual, complete with deep red lipstick. You felt good, and
out of the corner of your eye, you saw Baekhyun constantly checking you out.
Today was going to be fun.
Luhan was the photographer, and also volunteered to paint
the backdrop they’d be standing in front of. It was a sturdy cement wall, now
covered in an intricate mural of overlapping shapes and colors in your artist
friend’s recognizable style. The band name, No Time For Candles, and a stylized
illustration of a blown out candle took up most of the center.
It was really beautiful, and you knew he must have spent a
lot of time on it. You also knew for the amount of effort spent that Baekhyun
wouldn’t let it just be ‘volunteer work’, he’d pay him in a nice dinner or
something down the road.
While Luhan was putting together all his camera equipment,
you were with your boyfriend in the back room, giving his hair and makeup one
final adjustment. His eyeliner was thick and black, accentuating the shape of
his almond eyes. His hair was styled and swept back, and he decided to put in
his most choice earrings.
Standing behind his chair, you met his gaze in the mirror
and grinned, curling your arms around his neck and sliding your hands down his
chest. Baekhyun wore a leather jacket with dress shirt beneath it – only the
dress shirt was nearly half unbuttoned. Your nails grazed the peek of skin that
was visible, and you heard him swallow hard.
“Don’t do that now,” He licked his lips, hiding a grin. “You’re
going to get me all worked up before the shoot.”
Glancing behind you to make sure the door was shut, you
pressed your chest even more against his back and reached your hands down to
his stomach.
“You don’t think I can take care of you that fast?” You
teased, tilting your head to press kisses to the side of Baekhyun’s neck. You
kept one of your hands low, palming over his crotch and easily noting his
growing arousal. Your other hand slid back up to rest on the base of his
throat. He tipped his own head back against your shoulder, eyes closing with a whispered “oh, fuck”.
Nipping lightly at his earlobe, you asked him in a low
murmur if he wanted to go for it.
Baekhyun had never said yes so fast to anything in his life.
Grinning like a vixen, you stepped back and turned his chair
around to face you instead of the mirror of the vanity behind him. You met
Baekhyun’s eyes as you lowered yourself to your knees, making sure your dress
wasn’t being wrinkled with the change in position. He didn’t quite know what to
do with his hands as his breathing quickened, watching you unfasten his skinny
black jeans and pull them down. Baekhyun lifted his hips and slid down in the
chair, making for an easier time on both accounts. You pushed his shirt up and
began by kissing along his stomach, one hand circling around his cock. As your
mouth got lower, you began leaving little bites on his hips and thighs, and
your thumb brushed over his sensitive head and made him gasp.
Baekhyun’s throat bobbed with swallowed moans, knowing full
well he couldn’t make noise with so many people one room over. But it was the
most difficult thing he’d done, considering your hands and mouth were working
complete magic on him.
His hands gripped the arm rests on the chair for dear life
until you did that thing with your tongue and he had to physically clap a hand
over his mouth to prevent himself from cursing out loud. You had a coy smile on
your lips as you took him from your mouth and licked a stripe up the underside
of his length.
When the warmth of your mouth took him in again, his hips
stuttered and he let out a whine. Somewhere in between his hushed noises, you
could make out your name and ‘fuck, I’m going to come’.
So you leaned in closer and took in as much of him as you
could, your fingers rubbing his inner thighs at the same time. Baekhyun’s body
tensed and he released with a staccato groan, his hands coming to tangle in
your hair.
There was a half a moment of stillness afterwards, and while
you swallowed what he gave you, his whole body became boneless.
You licked Baekhyun languidly as he slumped against the back
of the chair, chest moving dramatically as he caught his breath. You tucked him
neatly into his pants and made sure all his zippers and buckles were done up
properly. Your boyfriend, however, put his hand on the back of your head and
gently guided you up to look at you. You grinned and pecked him on the lips.
“Ready to go be a superstar?” You asked with a laugh, taking
a makeup brush and touching up anything that might have smudged.
“I’m pretty sure nothing can feel like what you just did with
your mouth, but we’ll see how it goes.” Baekhyun nodded and stood up, checking
himself beside you in the mirror before giving a confident nod. You took a
moment to touch up your own details, not wanting to give the other boys any
fodder for imagination of where the two of you had been.
Baekhyun wrapped his arm around you and led you to the door,
but not before squeezing your ass and promising you payback later.
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The four of them stood against the cement wall, looking just
the right amount of broody and dark without compromising their personalities.
Luhan painstakingly positioned them for a natural spread, but the band name and
logo was still easily seen behind them.
“Okay, you can relax a little, move your arms and stance,
but don’t leave that spot.” Luhan instructed, lifting his camera and starting
to plan out the frames. He took a few test shots from a few different angles
before stopping in his tracks. Lowering his camera again, Luhan squinted,
eyebrows knitted. Where Baekhyun’s shirt was lifting up, he could just make out
a patch of red peeking out on his exposed hipbone. The photographer nodded
towards the main vocalist.
“Baek, what’s that?” He asked. All eyes swiveled to focus on
the mark, and Baekhyun’s face blanched. The red patch was a lipstick mark from
your endeavors in the back room, one that neither of you had noticed before you
went back to join the others. You hid a giggle in the back of your hand as the boys
made various hooting noises and Baekhyun did his best not to blush.
“Here, I’ll get a towel-” Tao said, about to go into his
bag.
“No no!” Luhan interjected, ushering them all back into their
poses. “Don’t get rid of it, it works. Baek, lift your arm a bit more so we can
see your hip better.”
Baekhyun’s eyebrows rose, but he soon dissolved into a smirk
as he glanced over at you. He did as he was told, shifting his position and
exposing your lip print even more. He bit his own lip for the camera, and you
soon heard the clicks of the shutter.
Off to the side, you proudly brushed your fingertip along
the edge of your lips, making sure the same color red that lingered there was
still immaculate.