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Chen x Reader Smut - Detention

Someone actually requested a smut so I was pretty excited to publish this one. On the other hand, I'm definitely going to hell for this.

Enjoy...? (What do I even say in this situation?)

Never in your life would you have imagined that an afternoon in detention would lead to you being pressed between the wall and Chen.

“C-Chen, we can’t. Not here –”

“Why not?”

“B-because –”

You gasp when Chen’s hand roughly grabs your ass and pushes your body closer to his. He nudges your legs apart, leaning in to the newly opened space. You gulp when you feel his erection against your inner thigh. You look up into his eyes and see them dark and dilated with lust. A devilish smirk appears on his face as he stares at you.

“We won’t get caught,” he breathes hotly into your ear. “Do you know why?”

“Why –”

“Because you’re going to be a good girl and keep quiet.”

Before you can protest, Chen’s lips find yours and he silences you with a kiss. Your conscience is telling you to pull away and stop him before things escalate but the way his soft lips are moving against yours makes you completely lose all inhibition and fear about having sex during afterschool detention.

“Chen, wait,” you finally manage to say, pushing him off of you; he growls in response. “What if Mr. Oh comes back?”

“He’s not,” Chen replies.

“How do you know?”

“Because I may or may not have slipped a laxative in his afternoon coffee.”

“Chen!”

“What? I had to, _____.”

“So…you’re telling me that you potentially poisoned our teacher just so that we can have sex?!”

“Baby, I didn’t poison him,” he scoffs. “God, you make me sound like a murder when you put it that way.”

“I mean, I know he’s not going to die but that’s not the point. The point –“

“Is that I miss you and I want to be with you.”

Chen leans in to your ears, the tip of his tongue tracing the rim. You shudder when you feel his hot breath ghosting on your skin. Your control is waning; you don’t know how much more teasing you could take.

“Please,” he begs, his voice like silk. “I can’t wait.”

Honestly, your aversion to getting caught by your teacher is greater than your desire to have sex right now but what makes you change your mind are his kisses. His wet kisses starting from the pulse point behind your ear trailing slowly down your neck. You bite your lips together, not wanting to let him know how much of an effect he is having on you right now. But when he bites your skin, a moan slips past your pink lips, causing him to chuckle.

“Why are you holding it in?” he asks, his tongue licking the redden patch of skin. “I want to hear every beautiful sound you make.”

“I…I –“

“You…what?”

You throw back your head when you feel Chen’s hands groping your breasts through your school uniform.

“Fuck, Chen,” you moan.

“Is that a yes?” he asks, devilishly.

You nod and give him permission.