do it again and again ('till you say my name)
do it again and again ('till you say my name)
sehun/krystal
797 words; nc-17
I REALLY WISH I HAD SOMEONE TO BLAME................. (whispers this and this resurfaced) thanks to lazychaoz for saving this from annihilation. title comes from the catarac's song wet. gOODBYE.
"Sehun," Soojung hisses, once Sehun gets on his knees, "we're in school. Someone can just walk in."
Sehun crawls under her desk, grinning as he flips up her skirt. "Good for them."
Soojung glares at him, ready to push him away when he smooths his hands over her thighs. Technically school ended half an hour ago, but there are still club activities going on, and dammit, Soojung sits in the back next to the window; anyone who bothers to look at the door will see them. "Sehuhh!"
Sehun laughs from under her desk, runs his fingers over the cloth of her panties again, and kisses the inside of her thigh. "Relax, babe. I just wanna make you feel good, okay?"
"Getting caught and being expelled does not make me feel good," Soojung whines as Sehun presses his fingers into her through the fabric, "Can't we do this at my place? Please? I'll, ah, call you oppa and everything."
His fingers catch under the fabric, pulling, and Soojung trembles at the touch, little zaps of electricity shooting through her body. "I'm tempted," he says, "but don't even lie to me, this totally turns you on. I saw your computer history, and someone has watched a lot of schoolgirl porn." He lets go, and Soojung squeaks when her underwear snaps back into place. "Just enjoy, okay?"
Soojung barely musters a nod as Sehun drags her panties down her legs, face flushing, and oh god, this is actually happening, Sehun is going to eat her out under her desk and they're in school and in plain sight and--
Her train of thought stops abruptly as he rubs his fingers against her, presses down, and kisses the skin between her thigh and pelvis. "Remember to keep quiet," he says, smirking, and lifts her thighs to rest on his shoulders. Then, without warning, he buries his face in her, and Soojung nearly screams, hand coming up to cover her mouth.
He laps at her eagerly, tongue flicking back and forth, and she whines, thighs clenching around his head. He chuckles, and fuck, she can feel that against her, feel him thumbing at her clit, and her back arches in her chair, eyes blurry and wet with unshed tears.
"That's not quiet," he says, smug, and she looks down to glare at him and gasps instead.
He looks completely wrecked, lips swollen bright red, and his nose, mouth, and chin is dripping with her. "You're--"
"Not done," he says, and grins at her again, licking his lips. "Having fun?"
"Shut up," she hisses, and he shrugs, mumbles a small okay before he dives back in without warning, ripping a cry from Soojung's throat. She rolls her hips into him, groaning as Sehun presses his tongue flat against her and drags up slowly. Soojung moans so loud she has to stuff her knuckles into her mouth, tangling her other hand into his hair as he noses her clit. "Stop teasing," she gasps, and Sehun actually listens this time.
He pushes her thighs apart, hands sliding underneath to grip her ass, and Soojung nearly screams when he spreads her cheeks apart and lifts her, ass in the air, and she has to wrap her ankles around the desk to keep from topping over. The chair hits the wall behind them, Soojung thrashing as Sehun tongue fucks her properly, one hand coming up to rub circles onto her clit.
She can feel her orgasm creeping up her, warmth bubbling from the tips of her toes to the ends of her fingers as Sehun leans forward more, licks up to her clit and sucks on it, hard, and then Soojung is coming, whining low in her throat as she rocks onto Sehun's face until she's completely spent.
Sehun waits patiently, licks at her until she's boneless and sated, chair legs falling back onto the floor. "So?" he finally says, watching her chest rise and fall.
"So," she sighs, "I hate you." And then she grabs his tie and draws him up for a deep, long kiss, wincing at the taste of herself.
"It was good, wasn't it?" he grins against her lips. "I think everyone in the hallway heard you."
"Shut up," she groans, kissing him again. "What about you? Any amazing fantasies you wish to be granted?"
Sehun hums, sucking on her tongue. "I have always had a thing for maids," he says, pulling away. "And I am 90% sure I saw something in Jinri's closet."
Soojung rolls her eyes. "The things she does for Chanyeol." She looks at Sehun again, expectancy in his eyes, and groans. "The things I do for you."
"Love you," Sehun grins, lacing their fingers together.
sehun/krystal
797 words; nc-17
I REALLY WISH I HAD SOMEONE TO BLAME................. (whispers this and this resurfaced) thanks to lazychaoz for saving this from annihilation. title comes from the catarac's song wet. gOODBYE.
"Sehun," Soojung hisses, once Sehun gets on his knees, "we're in school. Someone can just walk in."
Sehun crawls under her desk, grinning as he flips up her skirt. "Good for them."
Soojung glares at him, ready to push him away when he smooths his hands over her thighs. Technically school ended half an hour ago, but there are still club activities going on, and dammit, Soojung sits in the back next to the window; anyone who bothers to look at the door will see them. "Sehuhh!"
Sehun laughs from under her desk, runs his fingers over the cloth of her panties again, and kisses the inside of her thigh. "Relax, babe. I just wanna make you feel good, okay?"
"Getting caught and being expelled does not make me feel good," Soojung whines as Sehun presses his fingers into her through the fabric, "Can't we do this at my place? Please? I'll, ah, call you oppa and everything."
His fingers catch under the fabric, pulling, and Soojung trembles at the touch, little zaps of electricity shooting through her body. "I'm tempted," he says, "but don't even lie to me, this totally turns you on. I saw your computer history, and someone has watched a lot of schoolgirl porn." He lets go, and Soojung squeaks when her underwear snaps back into place. "Just enjoy, okay?"
Soojung barely musters a nod as Sehun drags her panties down her legs, face flushing, and oh god, this is actually happening, Sehun is going to eat her out under her desk and they're in school and in plain sight and--
Her train of thought stops abruptly as he rubs his fingers against her, presses down, and kisses the skin between her thigh and pelvis. "Remember to keep quiet," he says, smirking, and lifts her thighs to rest on his shoulders. Then, without warning, he buries his face in her, and Soojung nearly screams, hand coming up to cover her mouth.
He laps at her eagerly, tongue flicking back and forth, and she whines, thighs clenching around his head. He chuckles, and fuck, she can feel that against her, feel him thumbing at her clit, and her back arches in her chair, eyes blurry and wet with unshed tears.
"That's not quiet," he says, smug, and she looks down to glare at him and gasps instead.
He looks completely wrecked, lips swollen bright red, and his nose, mouth, and chin is dripping with her. "You're--"
"Not done," he says, and grins at her again, licking his lips. "Having fun?"
"Shut up," she hisses, and he shrugs, mumbles a small okay before he dives back in without warning, ripping a cry from Soojung's throat. She rolls her hips into him, groaning as Sehun presses his tongue flat against her and drags up slowly. Soojung moans so loud she has to stuff her knuckles into her mouth, tangling her other hand into his hair as he noses her clit. "Stop teasing," she gasps, and Sehun actually listens this time.
He pushes her thighs apart, hands sliding underneath to grip her ass, and Soojung nearly screams when he spreads her cheeks apart and lifts her, ass in the air, and she has to wrap her ankles around the desk to keep from topping over. The chair hits the wall behind them, Soojung thrashing as Sehun tongue fucks her properly, one hand coming up to rub circles onto her clit.
She can feel her orgasm creeping up her, warmth bubbling from the tips of her toes to the ends of her fingers as Sehun leans forward more, licks up to her clit and sucks on it, hard, and then Soojung is coming, whining low in her throat as she rocks onto Sehun's face until she's completely spent.
Sehun waits patiently, licks at her until she's boneless and sated, chair legs falling back onto the floor. "So?" he finally says, watching her chest rise and fall.
"So," she sighs, "I hate you." And then she grabs his tie and draws him up for a deep, long kiss, wincing at the taste of herself.
"It was good, wasn't it?" he grins against her lips. "I think everyone in the hallway heard you."
"Shut up," she groans, kissing him again. "What about you? Any amazing fantasies you wish to be granted?"
Sehun hums, sucking on her tongue. "I have always had a thing for maids," he says, pulling away. "And I am 90% sure I saw something in Jinri's closet."
Soojung rolls her eyes. "The things she does for Chanyeol." She looks at Sehun again, expectancy in his eyes, and groans. "The things I do for you."
"Love you," Sehun grins, lacing their fingers together.