Exo Imagines

43. Prove It (Sehun)

A/N: Dirty Sehun imagine requested by @keepcalmandkpop. I hope you like it :)

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"Put your left hand up," your dance instructor, the sexy maknae of Exo, told you while putting his own arm up into the air, showing you what you needed to do. He then stroked his hand around his neck and then let it trail down over his toned chest and luscious stomach. And even though he was wearing a shirt, it was so tight it hugged his slim figure and dipped and moulded against his abs, the defined lines on his stomach showing through the wafer thin material.

"Then what?" You asked after half heartedly mirroring his movements. Sehun then did some kind of complicated step-ball-change before placing his hand against his crotch and thrusting harshly, his teeth digging into his bottom lip. Your eyes shot open as you watched his hips thrust forwards, his bulge suddenly growing as he moved his pelvis forwards. His baggy grey sweatpants swung low on his hips and clung to his glorious backside.

You couldn't take your eyes off it.

"Are you even paying attention?" Sehun groaned at you in a serious tone, his cute face blank and emotionless.

"Y-yes." You mentally slapped yourself for stuttering.

Sehun crossed his arms over his tort chest and raised his eyes brows at you. "Let's see then."

"I can't do that!" You complained. "I'm a girl."

"Girl or not! Get going! I'm gonna sit over there and you will not leave this dance floor until you've perfected this sequence." When he turned around to walk across the dance studio, you held your thumbs to your temple, wriggled your fingers and stuck out your tongue, secretively mocking him.

Turning round to face away from him you started to repeat the dance moves he had just taught you over and over again, relying on your muscle memory so you didn't fail. You had been a trainee at SM for several months and Sehun had been assigned as your dance tutor. You disliked the way he bosses you about, and a small part of you hates him for it, although you couldn't hide the fact you had a huge crush on him. And you had failed to realise his feeling were mutual.

He hated the way you would only do what you wanted, and would often have your head in the clouds when he was speaking to you, yet he looked at you in such a way, that if you had noticed, your legs would fail to comprehend the fact they were there to keep you off the ground, not collapse and make you hit it.

Sehun leaned against the wall and took a long swig from his bottle, the cool refreshing water washing down and curing him of the dry itch at the back of his throat. Some small droplets dribbled down from the bottle to splash against his chest, as his eyes were glued to the way you ran your hand down the front of your body.

Even though you had gotten the sexy act down to a tea, you couldn't stop the awkwardness you felt about the seductive movements. Sehun's hands itched to touch and feel your warm, smooth white skin, and letting his lust boil over, he strode over to you, silent and unnoticed, to wrap his arms securely around your body.

"What are you doing?" You asked as his hand slid down the front of your body, just like how you do in the dance.

"I'm teaching you how to be sexy," he purred into your ear, his hot breath heating up your neck.

You spun around in his arms and smirked up at him. "I don't need lessons for that. I'm a pro already," you boasted and Sehun couldn't help the way his pants suddenly became tight and suffocating.

Letting his lips hover over yours he softly mumbled the words, "prove it."

With a wide, mischievous smirk spread across your lightly glossed lips, you rocked forwards into your tiptoes and let your lips trail up the defined line of his jaw, all the way up until they pressed against the shell of his ear. Ensuring your breathing was stronger than normal, you let your hand reach down to grip at the wist band of his sweat pants, tugging them and yanking him closer to you, his chest crashing against yours as a strained, "umph," escaped past his lips.

Smiling triumphantly, you let your teeth graze at the delicate skin of his ear lobe and then dotted damp kisses down his neck to the prominent line of his collar bone. You parted your lips and let your tongue flick across the defined structure, lapping up a thin line of sweat as you teased him, the weak salty taste tickling against the end of your tongue.

A deep grumble rumbled up Sehun's throat as his eyes slowly eased shut. With your hands resting on his hips you forced him back and chuckled sexily when his back crashed against the wall of blue cloudy paper.

You arched your back slightly, using it as and aid to leave kisses lower down on his chest. Sehun's hands grappled at your thin waist, his delicate fingers slightly probing into the lower of your back.

Slowly but surly, you lowered yourself down onto your knees in front of his, his mind not quite managing to comprehend what he was seeing you doing. He couldn't quite believe the image of you kneeling before him, resisting the urge to reach up and slap himself on the cheek. You let your nimble fingers grip and the hem of his shirt and you listed it up ever so slightly to settle just above his navel, letting your lips tickle across his milky stomach.

With a simple kiss on his hips you gripped the draw strings of his sweatpants and tugged at them, grunting when the knot only got tighter. Eager to see what you were to do, Sehun reached down and with several swift tugs and pulls the knot came free. Gripping the waist band of his pants you took a deep breath, pulling them down slowly over his hips, your eyes focused intently on the apparent bulge tenting in the fabric.

With one quick sweep his hard cock spring free, slapping against his toned stomach. Raising a single eyebrow you looked up at Sehun and mumbled, "no underwear?"

He simply smirked and shook his head before replying with a half hearted, "nope." His smirk getting wider when he noticed the deep blush swirl onto your cheeks. "I find they restrict my movements too much." His chuckle sent shivers down your spine.

Taking a deep breath you let your tongue flick out to swipe across and dampen your plump lips. You let your fingers wrap around the base of his erection and marvelled at the way his size fit perfectly in your hand. Sehun took a sharp intake of breath when your lips finally wrapped around his tip, his hands moving back to grip at the cloudy wall paper, his nails scratching long tears in the colour.

"Holy shit, ________," he gasped when you hollowed your cheeks and pushed even more of his size into your mouth, resisting the urge to gag when his tip pressed against the back of your throat.

Sehun gave up gripping the wall and reached down to let his fingers wind in the soft strands of your hair. Sehun's breathing started to become ragged and deep, finding it excruciatingly difficult to resist the urge to thrust his hips forwards.

The way your tongue flicked, licked and swirled around his length caused an endless line of shivers to rush up his spine. "_______," he gasped your name and a strong sensation started to build up in his core. "I'm g-gonna-" Before he could even manage to get the words past his lips, you had felt his orgasm building and swiftly raised your tongue and let his juices wash under it, pulling his out of your mouth with one last lick before you swallowed.

Licking your lips, you looked up into his eyes and smirked, using your thumb to swipe at the corner of your mouth. Getting back up to your feet as Sehun readjusted his pants you winked at him and placed a gentle kiss against his lips. "Proof enough for you?"