bαekhyun just needed to take a picture of an outfit he designed and send it to his professor. a simple task with lots of touching ended up with bαekhyun getting fucked silly in front of a mirror while his camera was still recording.

no complaints, though.

tags: smut, porn no plot, kinda exhibitionism (?), mirror sex, accidental sex videotape, chαnyeol is a tease, bαekhyun is confused about his feelings. basically they really like each other and they are idiots in love. also chαnyeol has a big dick but wbk

***

bαekhyun turns around and even proceeds to twirl a little in front of the mirror as he tries to find a good pose for a picture. it honestly felt like hours have gone by in a span of one second and bαekhyun was nowhere near done with his project that is due tonight.

it honestly frustrates him how he can't take even one good picture without finding a thousand imperfections in it. he just needs to submit one picture and get a good grade on it.

being a fashion designer major has its perks - bαekhyun designs all his clothing himself and caters to his own needs and wishes, plus, he gets to submit it as his projects and then keep the final results to himself.

this final project he has to complete before christmas break, this one piece of clothing that is going to be presented on a runway show in his university, and yet he can't do anything with it. he just needs to take one picture and send it to his professor.

the problem?

believe it or not, but bαekhyun had never taken a picture before. like, never ever. no one could force him to take a picture, even his parents.

there are only formal pictures of him from the annual school's yearbooks and family's photos, but other than that,

he never actually takes selfies on his own. his social media is filled with his designs and drawings, but never his face.

and now this dilemma is starting to eat him alive. trying his hardest not to panic, bαekhyun picks up his phone again and tries to pose but the end result looks so bad he deletes it right away.

as he is ready to rip his hair out, the front door creaks open and his roommate walks in and smiles when he sees bαekhyun in his finished suit that he's been working on for the past two months.

"it looks so good, bαek!" chαnyeol shows him a thumbs up and then drops his backpack on the couch, his dslr camera still held tight in his hand.

"i practiced shooting some studio photos today. they turned out so well, thank you for recommending me the colour scheme, it looked gorgeous in studio lighting."

bαekhyun attempts his hardest to just smile and listen to chαnyeol's rambling, but his roommate knows him too well to ignore his nervous state; he notices his fingers fluttering as he drums them on his lap and the way he bites his lips,

drawing blood to that place. chαnyeol notices every single little detail there is and he is not happy with his roommate's state at the moment.

they were always close, since day one. bαekhyun was a bit shy at first but chαnyeol's ability to befriend anyone just melted bαekhyun's heart.

plus, chαnyeol cooked him a good meal and even helped him take pictures for his instagram - being a photography major helped him in that situation.

and they never tried to hide something from one another. if something was off, they talk it out and solve the problem together as a team. and now? why isn't he telling him anything?

"bαekhyun?" chαnyeol tries to approach the topic as he makes his way towards his room, not letting his eyes leave bαekhyun's frame. "is everything okay?"

bαekhyun wanted to avoid the question, he really did, but chαnyeol's concerned gaze made him tear up from frustration.

"i have a problem, chαnyeol," he admits and tears his gaze off of the floor to meet chαnyeol's, hands immediately sweating from nervousness and worry. he looks at his costume, the one he spent hours upon hours perfecting, and then looks over at his phone on a tripod.

chαnyeol follows his gaze but doesn't understand what the problem is. "i can't take a picture."

"i'm not sure i get you, bαekhyun."

chαnyeol's steps towards him are careful, as if he is worried he might scare bαekhyun off if he walks with his usual speed.

his hands come to rest on bαekhyun's shoulders, careful not to damage or wrinkle his blazer, and pull him into a tight hug. "so?"

"i- remember how i told you that i'm not good with camera?" the designer starts, fiddling with his fingers as he finally tells his biggest secrets. you don't really expect someone to not know how to pose right, everyone takes pictures.

"yeah... i never took a picture of myself so i have no idea how to pose."

he waits for chαnyeol to laugh, to chuckle or at least look at him with disbelief in his eyes, but his roommate just hugs him tighter. "so, that was bothering you?"

bαekhyun nods.

"i can help you. don't be afraid to ask for help."

***

they are now standing in front of a full-length mirror in bαekhyun's room, with chαnyeol's hand placed on his waist as he carefully guides his body to show him different poses.

"so, this one is a bit different, but if you want to emphasize your blazer and the detail on it a bit more than the trousers," chαnyeol then pushes on his hips,

"yes, arch your back and push your torso to the front. yes! that way you're going to have a good picture. want to see how it's going to look like on camera?" he asks and bαekhyun nods, trying not to ruin the pose. he won't be able to repeat it without chαnyeol.

when chαnyeol brings his phone with the tripod to the room and sets it up, playing with the settings, he tells bαekhyun that he is going to snap a picture and then comes up to him to show it.

bαekhyun's smile falls when he notices his hands and he points that out.

"yes, you have to relax them. they don't look natural here and trust me, you have beautiful hands, bαekhyun." chαnyeol flushes after he says that compliment and puts the phone on a tripod again.

"let's try again, yeah?"

but no matter how many tries they did, nothing felt right to bαekhyun.

"okay, then we can shoot a video," chαnyeol starts recording and almost runs to bαekhyun the minute he sees the designer starting to get nervous in front of the camera.

"i'll put you into the perfect pose and then we can do some other poses. in the end, you can just screenshot the moment you like and i can edit it for you. sounds good?"

chαnyeol's hands feel hot on him. not the usual type of hot, bαekhyun knows chαnyeol's hands are always warm and big, but /this hot/ makes the hairs on his nape stand up and shivers run down his spine.

/this hot/ makes him aroused so he clears his throat and avoids him roommate's gaze, as well as the mirror.

chαnyeol's hand slides down and accidentally ruffles his blazer a bit, exposing the skin of his lower stomach. a sheer black button-up comes into the view and bαekhyun's skin under the black colour looks almost ethereal.

the photographer says nothing and moves his hands even lower to fix bαekhyun's hips and move his leg, but he stops when he sees a familiar bulge on his trousers. "bαekhyun?"

the designer, face red and flushed, gulps and looks at him. "yeah?"

"are you aroused right now?" chαnyeol asks, his voice dropping a few octaves when he finishes the sentence. he smirks and looks over at bαekhyun in the reflection of the mirror, carefully watching the other's face as he waits for a response.

and the other one? he thinks he might d!e right now from embarrassment.

"it's okay," he doesn't wait for an answer. "i know how you must feel right now. do you want to continue later after you?.."

"no!" the designer almost screams, hands clutching chαnyeol's hoodie along the process. "stay, it's- it's fine." it comes out as a desperate, needy response, but he doesn't care. "i want to repeat what we have done in the past." he flushes again.

"but only if you want to!" he then adds.

chαnyeol shrugs. "i don't really mind, but..." he trails off, not ready to say something he wants to say. bαekhyun reads his body language, can see the outline of his hardening dick, but waits. "we said we should forget what happened that time. what do you think, bαekhyun?"

their past is just a little hookup session they had when they got drunk one night. bαekhyun got dumped by his ex at that time and chαnyeol was frustrated over his project that wasn't turning out the way he planned it out to be.

it kind of just happened after a few bottles of wine and a drunk confession that "i always wanted to fuck you" and a similarly drunk response "i don't mind fucking you either".

and that's how they ended up in bed, limbs tangled together, tongues swirling around and bodies pressed flush against each other. it was a hot, messy session with little thoughts behind and plans put into it: they just wanted to fuck.

after that? no one really talked about it or even mentioned it. they were quite awkward around each other at first, but they also could not ignore their bond and their friendship.

everything was forgotten like a bad wet dream and they just... moved on. they moved on but baekhyun still couldn't forget it, no matter how hard he tried, the memory just came back whenever he pleasured himself or even thought about pleasuring himself.

maybe they just need to repeat it?

chαnyeol, ears red from arousal and eyes glistening with something oddly familiar to bαekhyun, stands there, right in front of him, and stretches his hand out to get bαekhyun near him.

"fuck it," bαekhyun quickly turns around and kisses chαnyeol, his hands wrapped around the taller's neck as he pulls him down for better access.

he hears a small gasp, waits for anything to happen, waits for chαnyeol to push him away or turn away from him, but a pair of hands that comes to rest on his full hips while pressing his body into the cool surface of the mirror is anything but the answer he expected.

"are you serious?" bαekhyun is breathless and hyper aware of his surroundings, so eager to just keep kissing chαnyeol until the end of times. he lets himself breathe and calm down his racing heart, everything just flowing down to his lower stomach to pool there.

"do i look like i'm playing with you at the moment?" it's that tone.

/that/ tone.

the tone that makes bαekhyun's knees buckle and his head cloud with desire and lust. the tone chαnyeol used when fighting for dominance with bαekhyun, the tone that made him surrender.

"but i must tell you one thing," bαekhyun looks over at his phone and realises they are still filming. a sudden wave of an unknown feeling washes over him - he doesn't know what to do.

chαnyeol, however, leans in and fans his ear with hot breath. "tonight, we're playing my game. and the whole purpose of my game is to make you cry on my dick, bαekhyun."

the way bαekhyun clenches his thighs and drops his head on chαnyeol's shoulders sends chills down chαnyeol’s spine, it’s a silent yes from bαekhyun. and chαnyeol will keep his promise.

he is going to ruin bαekhyun.

the designer huffs as chαnyeol takes off his blazer and almost rips open his sheer shirt - he has plenty of those in his closet and this set is supposed to be worn on a naked body, he was just too shy to do it.

next come the pants and no matter how aroused both of them are, chαnyeol still makes sure they don't damage his work and lays the pieces of clothing on the bed.

when he comes back, though, and bαekhyun is almost fully naked, the shirt ripped apart, his chest rising up and down with how hard he is breathing, and his underwear doing nothing to protect him from those predator eyes, chαnyeol almost slams him against the wall.

"i want you so bad," bαekhyun turns around and tugs his boxers down, spreading his ass cheeks and showing chαnyeol his cunt. "please."

"please what?" chαnyeolfinally puts his hands on him once again, calloused fingers fluttering on his hot skin, travelling down to his ass and spreading the cheeks apart himself.

bαekhyun feels so, so exposed, he actually almost stops breathing for a brief moment, until a hand comes down to deliver a harsh, loud smack to his ass.

he yelps, more from the shock than the actual pain, and trembles when a series of slaps wreck his bottom, leaving it to bloom in pain.

he can't do anything but stay in his place and take every slap like a good slut, moans leaving his lips as he fogs up the mirror with his short breaths.

"please what, bαekhyun?" chαnyeol repeats and tugs on bαekhyun's hair, making him arch his back and let himself be dragged up.

bαekhyun moans, hands searching for support and trying to grab something other than the mirror, but keeps mum. chαnyeol may think they are playing his game, but bαekhyun won't just let him have everything.

another light slap gets delivered to his cheek, a hand then opening his mouth to stick a thumb inside, followed by two more fingers shortly. they circle around, press on his inner cheeks and make him gag a little, spit escaping from his mouth and wetting his chin and neck.

"i think you are enjoying this way too much, don't you think?" he doesn't need an answer, only lets go of bαekhyun's hair and moves his wet hand down to touch bαekhyun's exposed cunt.

it's fluttering around nothing in anticipation and chαnyeol lightly smacks it with his palm, drawing a wail out of bαekhyun.

chαnyeol doesn't wait any further and pushes two of his fingers in his cunt, chuckling and immediately pulling them out. "i think you prepared for this, huh?"

bαekhyun moans and nods, his poor cunt getting stretched out by three fingers now. "yes, i couldn't stop thinking about that night. i always think about it when i play with myself!"

chαnyeol spanks him again and leaves his cunt gaping as he withdraws his fingers.

"is that so?" the other one hums. bαekhyun stops feeling chαnyeol's body heat near him but stays in the same position as he waits. he only shivers when lube gets poured over his cunt, some immediately seeping inside.

bαekhyun wants to protest, wants to say that lube is not needed with how wet he is right now, but chαnyeol shuts him up rather quickly: he just shoves his fingers inside and curls them upwards, trying to find that special spot that would make bαekhyun go crazy.

and when he does find it, he starts rubbing it with no mercy, drawing moans after moans out of bαekhyun. the designer shivers and whimpers as he gets closer and closer to his orgasm, not wanting to finish off so soon.

he even tries to stop chαnyeol, make him pull his fingers out of his dripping cunt, but the other just tugs on his hair and leans close.

"looks at your slutty self in the mirror as i make you cum." he orders and bαekhyun tries his hardest not to shut his eyes close, soaking up his own expression in the mirror: his red cheeks, messy hair, glassy eyes and fucked out gaze.

chαnyeol only starts moving his hand faster and the next thing that bαekhyun catches is his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he cums, some of his semen getting on the mirror, and squirts simultaneously all over chαnyeol's hand, cunt clenching from overstimulation.

he gasps, legs trembling and giving up on him, head still cloudy from his orgasm. he leans on chαnyeol and allows the photographer to help him. when he is back from the post-orgasm headspace, chαnyeol looks at him and gets his phone.

bαekhyun's face turns white and then goes even redder. the thought that the phone captured every moment of their act, captured him cumming and chαnyeol fingering him roughly strangely excites him.

"i'm sure you are going to enjoy this after. spread your cheeks, baby," chαnyeol moves the phone to film bαekhyun's red, gaping cunt, thumb circling around the rim. "lovely."

bαekhyun almost cums again.

"who would've thought you're into filming home videos." chαnyeol chuckles and continues to play with bαekhyun, fingers dipping inside his heat to rub at his sensitive walls. "and dirty talk? what about that?"

he feels the cunt clenching around his fingers. "thought so. pretty cunts like this one should always stay full of cock and cum, yeah?" he murmurs and starts fingering bαekhyun again. "last time you ended up cumming when i referred to your precious little cunt as a pussy."

“last time you also begged me to breed your pretty little pussy even though it is impossible. who would’ve thought you had a breeding kink?”

chαnyeol just keeps teasing bαekhyun, fingers pressing on his prostate to draw shaky moans out of the other. “want me to call your hole a pussy tonight as well?”

this was the last straw.

bαekhyun moans and feels himself getting wet again. "please, yeol. fuck me already!" he wails.

"just because you asked so nicely," chαnyeol puts the phone on a tripod and returns. his hands play with bαekhyun's thighs, caress them and squeeze them. bαekhyun waits, he just wants to have a good dicking, but chαnyeol tortures him by not doing anything.

it's when bαekhyun's hands come to spread his own ass cheeks to present his sopping cunt to the photographer does things change. chαnyeol undresses and gets behind bαekhyun, hands gripping his waist, and slams inside.

bαekhyun rolls his eyes and moans, the feeling of finally getting penetrated sends shocks through his body. all he can do is moan and soak the floor with slick dripping down his legs as chαnyeol fucks him and ruins him.

he can hear chαnyeol’s heavy breathing above him, can hear the sound his wet cunt makes every time chαnyeol thrusts inside and pulls out,

slick dribbling down his trembling thighs, but his own pleasure makes his head fuzzy and his senses numb. he can only moan and grunt and drip with slick as chαnyeol enjoys fucking him.

they change positions a few times and by the end, when chαnyeol cums inside with a grunt and bαekhyun’s eyes go wide as he feels chαnyeol’s release deep in his stomach, the phone dings and says there the battery is low.

bαekhyun is so fucked out, cheeks wet with tears and his thighs and ass soaked with his slick and chαnyeol’s cum. he can only watch as his own cum dirties the mirror and how he would need to clean it tomorrow.

the final snap of the camera - chαnyeol’s professional camera - captures bαekhyun’s ruined pussy as chαnyeol slaps it and warns him that he is not done, yet.

bαekhyun ends up crying on chαnyeol’s cock all evening and night, bruises and love bites blooming on his body as the photographer then takes his time in taking pictures of bαekhyun’s pink, gaping cunt.

the designer is not sure he even survived the night.

by the way, the pictures turned out amazing as they took them right after their first round.

his professor praises him once again as they stand in the lecture room for going out of his way and doing a ‘sexy runway look’ for his presentation.

bαekhyun smiles. he should thank his /boyfriend/ for that.

fin.

the same work is up on ao3 <з

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27883693