Obsession (SeChen)

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Who is this man holding you on the couch? Get him away from you. You wouldn't want anything to happen to him, do you?

  Jongdae's phone rings and he wakes up in his brother, Jongdeok's arms. His brother had came over to check on him after Sehun left. The older was still asleep. His head, everything, felt hazy; was hazy.

  He has the need to be with Sehun; the need to be in the taller's arms, the need to be with the taller. All that swirled in his mind was just Sehun.

  Unconsciously, he changes his clothes and grabs his wallet and phone before leaving to the office. He hadn't realized he was in Sehun's office before the man himself finally comes in, back from a meeting.

  "Intern Kim?"

  Jongdae feels his breath being swept out of him as his eyes land on the male in front of him. His body feels heavy as the man's name escapes his lips.

  "...Sehun..."

  He feels the need to submit to him. That was all he wanted to do—submit to him, feel his love—as long as it meant that he'd be with Sehun.

  "Yes, Jongdae?"

  Hearing the man say his name caused shivers to travel down his spine. He didn't know what he was doing. His mind was on auto-pilot as he launches himself into the taller's arms and buries himself in the warmth.

  Sehun, on the other hand, chuckles darkly and wraps his arms around him. "Oh, little kitten. If one tiny little pill can already do this to you, I wonder how it'd be if I fed it to you every day."

  "Sehun, Sehun," Jongdae murmurs over and over. His mind and thoughts are clouded with this man.

  Sehun chuckles and pulls on Jongdae's hair, the boy looking like he was in a trance. "What is it, kitten?"

  "Have me, please."