post #57 [closed]
TL;DR RULES
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warning for like rimming and dirty talk i guess ..
(also posted it to my journal as well but yeah ok aghjdklfkmjd once again sorry OP!)
“Do you like that baby”? There are firm hands at the back of Sehun’s thighs, kneading the sensitive flesh and Sehun whimpers as he pushes back his hips, cock straining against his briefs that Junmyeon is refusing to remove.
The blonde is on his knees, the side of his face pressed uncomfortably against the rough material of the couch and his slim wrists are tied tight enough behind his back to get the message through, albeit loose enough that if he really wanted to, he could easily break free. It’s just that it’s one of Junmyeon’s nicer ties, the silk one he wore to dinner earlier before everything escalated and Sehun probably wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he ruined it, he isn’t too much of a brat.
One of his knees keeps rubbing against the goddamn plastic zipper on the couch and he swears he’ll be all scratched up tomorrow but it’s worth it just to have Junmyeon’s soft fingers explore the expanse of his body as he lies helpless, face down, ass up. There is another harsh slap to his back of his thighs and he squeezes his eyes shut, biting back a moan.
“Don’t hold back for me”, he muses, slipping his index fingers below the waistband of Sehun’s briefs to tug them down a bit, “let me hear your pretty voice”.
He knows Sehun likes the dirty talk, it’s part of the deal. He shows up at dinners and late nights in the older man’s condo, spreading his legs on whatever piece of fancy furniture the other has to offer in exchange for gifts and paid off student loans. It really is a deal, Sehun thinks, although the age difference had initially spooked him when he read the man’s ad (Junmyeon wasn’t really one for technology, as he sooner learned, and had no pictures posted of himself) but at their first meeting he was easily swayed off his feet, not so much literally as figuratively but oh well.
8 years is nothing when the man fucks like a god.
Junmyeon lets one of his hands move between Sehun’s legs, fondling his balls through his damp underwear and Sehun lets out a shaky breath, legs spreading subconsciously as he ruts against the hand he’s given. Junmyeon makes a pleased noise in the back of his throat and pulls away, ignoring the whine he gets in return before finally tearing the offending piece of clothing off entirely, exposing Sehun’s backside to the cold apartment air.
“Fuck, just fuck me”, Sehun moans, rocking back as two hands land on his ass and spread him apart.
Junmyeon hums calmly and rubs his thumb over his entrance, eliciting a small groan from the other before then leaning forward, his hot breath ghosting over Sehun’s sweaty skin and he hates feeling so open, so exposed, but before he can complain the sound of a bottle cap opening bounces off the walls, and then a slick finger is pushing into him.
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