Obsession (SeChen)

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Sehun hangs up and finally blocks him, feeling irritated.

  "Hyung!" Jongdae cries out. Suddenly remembering the younger, Sehun rushes to him, who was sitting in front of the door, crying. The taller hugs him tightly, running his fingers through his hair.

  "Hyung's sorry, kitten. He had to take a call," Sehun tells him, "Now let's get your bubble bath ready, hm? I thought I told you to take off your clothes?"

  Jongdae takes his clothes off obediently before rushing into the large bathtub, playing around with the water taps gleefully. Sehun widens his eyes when he notices Jongdae flinching from the heat of the water he turned on, and rushes off to fix the temperature for him. "Kitten, you can't play around with this. You could've scalded yourself!" He scolds.

  The younger only nods sulkily, crossing his arms over his chest as he huffs, looking away from Sehun. Sehun's eyes twinkle in amusement. "What is with that attitude, kitten? Are you trying to be a bad boy now?"

  "N-No, kitty is a good boy, Hyung," Jongdae stutters out pliantly. Sehun sighs and pinches the tip of the younger's nose. "If you were a good boy, you wouldn't play around like that. You don't want Hyung to punish you, do you?"

  Jongdae immediately shakes his head, fearing the punishment. He sinks back into the tub, letting Sehun fill it up and put the bubble solution in.

  The bubbles take their shape not long after, and before long, Jongdae has already forgotten what he had done prior to this. The bubble foams over his nose, and over his cheekbones seem to make Jongdae so overflowing in innocence--Makes Sehun want to taint him all over again.

  Jongdae is smiling as he holds onto Sehun's arm as Sehun helps washing him. "Hyung doesn't want to come into the bath with me?"

  "Hyung doesn't think he'll be able to control himself if he comes in with you, kitten," Sehun mutters, making Jongdae pout. He freezes slightly when Jongdae clutches his shirt. "What are you do—"

  Before he realizes it, Jongdae pulls him down into the tub with him, smiling happily.

  Sehun lets out a small grumble, feeling his shirt sticking his skin. It's uncomfortable and he thinks he feels some bubble over his eyes. He can't exactly wipe the foam off either when his hands feel just as bubbly.

  Though not before long, there are warm (but moist) hands over his face, cleaning the bubble off his eyelids and cheeks. Sehun opens his eyes to a cheeky but warm smile that all but entirely, melts his heart. Wow, that's beautiful.

  Sehun isn't able to stop himself from leaning in to press his lips against his kitten's.

  Jongdae turns flustered by the sudden action, before kissing back, smiling into the kiss. He wraps his arms around Sehun's neck, and brings him closer.

  This...this feels nice, he thinks to himself. He gets distracted by Sehun's tongue soon after. The older corners him up against the edge of the bathtub. Sehun feels a nice warmth in his stomach when he feels Jongdae's arms wrapped around his neck, the younger pressing his body up against his.

  It's in this kiss that Sehun only brings his deep, dark thoughts further to light; That Jongdae is not a man he'll let anyone else have. It sparks something possessive in him, and Sehun slowly finds himself beginning to devour his kitten's lips.

  This is everything he wants to have.

  "Could you only stay with me, kitten?" He murmurs. "Could you not go anywhere and just stay?"

  "Yes, H-Hyung, yes," Jongdae breathes out, panting heavily, "I can stay, Hyung—just–just for H-Hyung."

  Sehun hums against his lips, switching their positions so Jongdae was straddling him. "Good boy. I love you, hm? Tell Hyung you love him," Sehun mutters against the smaller's lips, nibbling and sucking on the lower one.

  Jongdae nods weakly, telling Sehun everything he's always wanted to hear. "I love you, Hyung—K-Kitty loves you. Only y-you."

  The words had Sehun's heart bursting into ecstacy; His gaze trails downwards from Jongdae's now swollen lips to every beauty mark he could find. Sehun buries Jongdae's head against his neck, and gently runs his hand through the younger's hair while his other hand travels down Jongdae's spine, his fingers ghosting over the smaller's hips.

  "We should get out now. I have a guest coming over," Sehun mutters, getting out of the tub and drying himself before doing the same to Jongdae, who he then carries to his bedroom.

  He helps Jongdae with his clothes quickly. The boy looks tired, and just as he was about to fall asleep, Sehun kisses him. "Don't sleep yet. Hyung has a present for you, sweetheart."

  He takes something out of the nightstand. Jongdae feels something being fastened around his neck, and he looks down to see something resembling a leash, except, with lace and a chain rather than the same material.

  It feels a bit restricting, Jongdae finds, with the sharp lace pricking the skin on his neck, and how it feels a little bit tight around his neck. But ironically, Jongdae likes it, likes how it feels around his neck. Like Sehun owns him.

  He sends his hyung a shy, subtle smile. "Thank you, Hyung," he whispers loud enough just for Sehun to hear him. "I love it. Kitty loves it.."

  Sehun's expression softens as he ghosts his fingers over the outline of Jongdae's choker before burying his nose in the crook of his baby's neck. "Wear it at all times," he mutters.

  "Yes, hyung," Jongdae promises.

  Soon after, they hear knocks ringing from the front door. Sehun tells Jongdae to wait while he went downstairs.

  The older opens the door, smiling politely when he sees who was behind it. "Just in time."

  "Of course, I am. I always am."

  "Right, you are...

...Baekhyun."