A Lesson in Effort
Title: A Lesson in Effort
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 345
Summary: In which Sehun is a little (a lot) needy and Zitao is completely willing to comply. (Sehun/Zitao)
A/N: For my dearest Ali - because we all needed Exo playing kissing games in our lives.
When Zitao first started learning wushu, one of the first things he was taught was that learning the sport was half the battle - commitment and effort were the other half. And now that he's a full-fledged idol, he doesn't really see the need to give anything less than 150% just because hanging out with Sehun after schedule has turned into fucking Sehun after schedule. If anything, it only motivates him to put in more because, whether he'd admit it or not, Sehun seems to like when Zitao tries his hardest.
"All, I'm saying---" Sehun chokes back a groan and closes his eyes. "--is that it really wasn't necessary for you chew that much of the pepero stick."
Zitao hums contentedly and continues to mouth his way up the inside of Sehun's thigh. His noses brushes against Sehun's cock and he grins as Sehun lets out a curse.
"Like now," Sehun says (and Zitao notes how Sehun sounds remarkably casual considering he's started to sucking earnestly at Sehun's cock, tongue slowly licking the tip.) "You're not even putting in half as much effort as you did at the recording earlier with Junmyeon hyung."
Zitao chuckles, his voice low and breath warm against Sehun's skin as he releases Sehun from his mouth. Sehun whimpers involuntarily because fuck Zitao is wearing that smug smile and now that smile is no where near where it needs to be.
"Sehunnie." Zitao's voice is serene and soft, with a hint of amusement. "I'd never use my mouth on hyung the way I use it with you." And then he's swallowing Sehun whole and Sehun can't even find a retort within himself, too concentrated on the way Zitao's mouth is enveloping him with heat.
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(Later, when Zitao is pressing into him, the slide of skin against skin the only noise in their hotel room, Sehun manages to mention that he fucking hopes Junmyeon hyung and Zitao don't do anything like this and Zitao just laughs and fucks him faster - if Zitao knows anything it's to finish a job once he starts it.)
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 345
Summary: In which Sehun is a little (a lot) needy and Zitao is completely willing to comply. (Sehun/Zitao)
A/N: For my dearest Ali - because we all needed Exo playing kissing games in our lives.
When Zitao first started learning wushu, one of the first things he was taught was that learning the sport was half the battle - commitment and effort were the other half. And now that he's a full-fledged idol, he doesn't really see the need to give anything less than 150% just because hanging out with Sehun after schedule has turned into fucking Sehun after schedule. If anything, it only motivates him to put in more because, whether he'd admit it or not, Sehun seems to like when Zitao tries his hardest.
"All, I'm saying---" Sehun chokes back a groan and closes his eyes. "--is that it really wasn't necessary for you chew that much of the pepero stick."
Zitao hums contentedly and continues to mouth his way up the inside of Sehun's thigh. His noses brushes against Sehun's cock and he grins as Sehun lets out a curse.
"Like now," Sehun says (and Zitao notes how Sehun sounds remarkably casual considering he's started to sucking earnestly at Sehun's cock, tongue slowly licking the tip.) "You're not even putting in half as much effort as you did at the recording earlier with Junmyeon hyung."
Zitao chuckles, his voice low and breath warm against Sehun's skin as he releases Sehun from his mouth. Sehun whimpers involuntarily because fuck Zitao is wearing that smug smile and now that smile is no where near where it needs to be.
"Sehunnie." Zitao's voice is serene and soft, with a hint of amusement. "I'd never use my mouth on hyung the way I use it with you." And then he's swallowing Sehun whole and Sehun can't even find a retort within himself, too concentrated on the way Zitao's mouth is enveloping him with heat.
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(Later, when Zitao is pressing into him, the slide of skin against skin the only noise in their hotel room, Sehun manages to mention that he fucking hopes Junmyeon hyung and Zitao don't do anything like this and Zitao just laughs and fucks him faster - if Zitao knows anything it's to finish a job once he starts it.)