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Sehun's penthouse was nothing to play with.

There's an extravagant city view beyond the tall glass windows which Jongin can imagine how beautiful it would be at sunset. His white furniture with dark autumn colors as accents suddenly made him hate Sehun more for his sense style. Jongin appreciated the intimacy of the room, not too obnoxiously big or claustrophobically small. He could clearly see the dark grey clouds dimming the room, which forced the silver man to electrically illuminate the house. The warm, rich yellow did wonders to the room, and it seemed to contrast with Sehun's rude personality.

After Sehun led Jongin through the living room, he b-lined towards the kitchen. The silver room lit up in Jongin's brown eyes as he took a seat at one of the orange bar stools. Sehun grabbed some cold water from the fridge and poured some glasses. Jongin could hear that annoying voice start to talk to him as he sniffed the cup out of habit before he drank.

"Do you think you're smart, Jongin?" Sehun asked with a shit eating grin. The pink haired man almost choked on his drink as he heard the subtle insult. This boy really had no manners. Someone's gonna have to whip that ass into shape, Jongin thought to himself.

"I do." The short answer made Sehun chuckle as he looked down into his cup before taking another swig. Jongin's eyes trailed down to Sehun's apple bottom, promiscuous thoughts creeping into his mind.

"Well, you obviously aren't," the billionaire stated. A "Fuck you" was thrown Sehun's way before he continued with a smirk on his face. "I know that you think you can scam an orgasm and a Rolex out of me. I honestly wouldn't give 2 shits, but I know you'll come crawling back for more. But then again, my security team won't let that happen. I will though if you want. But understand this Jongin: I'm a very busy man. I have no time to deal with irrelevant matters, so take your pick. Now." The authority and harshness in Sehun's voice gave Jongin a rush of heat towards his groin. The silver man's eyes were dark and bored into Jongin's own eyes, pinning him to his seat.

He was stupid and naive enough to think he could get away from a billionaire. Thinking there wouldn't be cameras and shit installed everywhere. He had to laugh. But the warning given by the younger gave Jongin some insight on what kind of person Sehun is: someone who wouldn't track him down and make his life a living hell for his independence. Thus, his answer came out into the blindingly bright kitchen.

"Give me both, Sehun."

With that, a wide grin was stretched across the younger's face as his gaze darkened. The pink man could feel the goosebumps on his skin when the billionaire rounded the counter and came up dangerously close behind him. Hot breaths fanned his neck as he anticipated a wet, warm tongue up his neck.

The tool made it's glide from Jongin's exposed collar to his red dusted ear. Sehun's own ears picked up on the hitch in breath from the elder, his tongue adding more force. His messy, lush kisses all over Jongin's nape made the elder grip the counter. Smooth, large hands roughly explored his abdomen and hips as Jongin's breaths came out shallow and hot. When Sehun took the elder's face in one palm and turned it, he relished in the flushed Jongin with pink lips in between his teeth.

He leaned forward and roughly captured Jongin's lips and made it his own. His dominance was translated into the vulgar kiss. Jongin could feel his chair sharply swivel to make things easier, and Sehun kissed him even deeper and dirtier. Groans released themselves into the heated air as Jongin automatically spread his legs and dragged the younger into him. He could feel Sehun smirk against his lips when he tightly wrapped his arms around the billionaire's neck.

Sehun's hands found themselves guiding Jongin's legs around his waist. A hard smack on the elder's thighs, and Jongin was groaning into the kiss as the younger was lifting him and heading towards his bedroom.