Hacking Seoul 2

Take It From Me

Song: Mercy - Shawn Mendes

The bluntness in his question made me speechless. Sehun took advantage of my moment of silence.

"I'm gonna shower you with love, Choi Innie. I don't need to buy you anything to make you feel it."

He stared into my eyes, the confidence in his eyes sent chills down my spine. "You need to be loved."

I shivered in his arms.

"Do not think I don't notice the way you refuse anything good going your way. You can't take it when I'm good to you. Why?" He asked softly.

Because anything good doesn't last, I said in my heart.

"I'm gonna be good to you, baby girl. Take it. From me."

Sehun demanded simply. "Let me be good to you."

It was the way he made me feel so worthy, that alarmed me. Like now. I liked him so much, but the more Sehun made me feel like we were supposed to be an item, the more I was reminded we were not supposed to be.

"Maybe it's just you." I tried to break up the chemistry in the air. "It's just you, Oh Sehun. I just don't like it because it's you doing it. Sorry to break the news."

"Guess that's another thing you gotta get used to then, sweetheart." He smirked. "Sorry not sorry."

"Why are you so demanding?"

"Don't act like you don't love it."

I blushed. "I don't need you to be good to me, Oh Sehun. I am not your cute little damsel in distress who needs to be swept off her feet by -"

"Just let me."

Sehun bent his head to bring our faces close. "Let me, Innie. I just wanna be good to you."

He kissed the corner of my mouth and my eyes closed.

"Let me love."

I opened my eyes to see Sehun's flawless face two inches from mine, unequivocally and madly absorbed in an emotion I was too afraid to name. And I just wanted to let him love me. He won. I had no chance.

"Baby Sehunnie." I whispered. "Why do you always get what you want?"

He groaned and arched my back with his hand before I could process what he wanted to do and a sharp pain made me cry out.

Sehun had bit me. On my collarbone. Hard.

I pushed him instinctively due to the pain, but it did nothing, and he wasn't stopping.

"Oh Sehun . . ."

I panted as the painful spot was sucked and then decorated with kisses, and sucked again, ruthlessly, and then he moved to kiss another spot. I felt his teeth on my skin the next second and pushed him, immediately, my voice raised.

"Oh Sehun, don't," I warned. "Don't - Ah . . ."

It was too late. He bit me again. I couldn't catch my breath. Sehun bit me so hard I was sure he had drawn blood. It hurt. I whimpered and shook in his embrace.

"Shh . . ." He breathed against my skin and kissed me lovingly.

All I could see was the night sky above us. His tongue traced the mark his teeth had made, I tried to take in enough air to sustain my breathing, and Sehun sucked on where it hurt the most, with no mercy, until all I could feel was that pain, consuming me. Then he kissed me. On the bruise, on my cheek, and on my forehead. I was taken. He left me feeling so used, messed up, so willingly imprisoned . . . by him.

I stared at Sehun when I could finally see his eyes again. They said one thing . . .

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