Obsession (SeChen)

iv

Warning: This chapter contains smut with dubious content. If you do not feel comfortable, feel free to skip until you see '×××'.

Lmao the only reason this chapter is long is because of the smut scene. Thanks to chenteuse for helping <3
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"Have me, please," Jongdae begs meekly, clutching Sehun's vest tightly. "Please, please."

The older chuckles once more, tugging Jongdae's head backwards so the boy would look him in the eye. "Have you? How do you want me to have you, kitten? Entertain me."

"S-Sehun, I--" Jongdae feels his face heat up, but Sehun keeps his gaze fixed on him when he tries to look away. "I, want you. Want you, in me. Want you to--own me," he says in a small whisper.

Sehun only smirks smugly before pinning his little kitten over his desk, having set aside everything in the moments prior. He ravishes Jongdae's neck with hard kisses, and possessive sucks.

"You're going to have to be quiet, hm, kitten? We wouldn't want any of your co-workers to hear you," Sehun murmurs against the younger's skin. Jongdae lets out small whimpers nodding.

He squirms underneath Sehun, the tightness of his pants growing uncomfortable. "Sehun, S-Sehun, please."

Sehun tilts his head slightly, gazing into the younger's eyes that appear to be clouded in lust, and disorientation. From his lips to his eyes, everything. Now all his for the taking.

Sehun runs a hand under Jongdae's clothes, hoisting his shirt up higher. He smiles in the way Jongdae's breath hitches and encircles his fingers around Jongdae's buds.

Jongdae whines loudly when the older plays with his sensitive nipples, causing Sehun to slap his ass. He whimpers at the impact before moaning lowly as Sehun starts sucking on the erect buds.

"H-Hyung, hyung-please," Jongdae whispers, rutting against the taller. He lets out desperate, lewd noises as Sehun carries on with his ministrations, paying no mind to the smaller's pleads.

Sehun loves taking his time; He took his time before this and the results were more than satisfactory, although still not enough. Sehun is simply appreciating every bit--every inch of Jongdae's beauty that he now owns.

"Please?" Sehun whispers, glancing up.

Jongdae nods weakly, another whimper escaping when Sehun pinches his nipple. "Pl-Please," he nods. Sehun finally gives in, and in the blink of an eye, Jongdae is stripped off of his pants, and boxers. And there are cold, cold fingers over his entrance.

Sehun lifts his fingers up to Jongdae's mouth, rubbing them against the younger's lips. "Suck," he commands, pushing them into the warm cavern.

Jongdae obliges, taking them into his mouth and sucking, lapping each finger with his saliva. He whimpers when Sehun's fingertips rest against the entrance of his throat, gagging lightly.

Jongdae's mind is in a haze; He wants Sehun so much right now, and he doesn't even why nor how when he had only been fearing him days before this. Sehun chuckles darkly, pushing his fingers in deeper and it hurts, but Jongdae endures the pain anyway.

"You're a good kitten, aren't you?" There are already tears in the corner of Jongdae's eyes once Sehun pulls his fingers out. The younger is quick to spread his legs open wider, and Sehun licks his lips at the sight.

"Yes, y-yes, I'm a g-good kitten," Jongdae moans.

Sehun thrusts a finger in him, paying no heed to the tears rolling down the corners of his kitten's eyes. He's impatient, greedy; unable to wait, he slides another finger in and starts scissoring his entrance.