Wicked Games
Tittle: Wicked Games
Length: Oneshot
Pairing: Sehun/Kai
Rating: NC-17
It’s the tongue that’s running along his Adam’s apple that wakes him up.
“Sehun,”
Jongin’s voice is turning quickly from groggy to low and lustful, but it’s quickly shushed by long fingers running along his sides and catching between his ribs; dancing their way down torturously and digging almost painfully into his hipbones.
The bed they’re on is barely big enough for the two and the sheets bunch up uncomfortably around Jongin’s ankles, but all he can seem to focus on is the feel of a naked Sehun moving from kissing his collarbones to his chest and even lower; Sehun’s hot breath is teasing and hot over Jongin’s naked member and Jongin’s eyes almost roll to the back of his head when Sehun kisses the tip of his cock before looking up at Jongin behind heavy bangs and smudged eyeliner from the night before. The innocent and chaste look in Sehun’s eyes is marred beautifully by a dangerous smirk that curves his lips upwards. Sehun even has the gall to bring the tip of his tongue along his top lip; wetting the pink muscle and smiling when Jongin groans low in his throat and grabs Sehun’s hair to tug slightly.
Sehun continues his onslaught by biting coyly onto a jutted hipbone, quickly darting out his tongue to nurse the purpling spot when Jongin sighs contentedly and runs his fingers over Sehun’s tousled hair; reminding Sehun even more of last night’s debauchery as he marks yet another spot in Jongin’s inner thigh, prettily standing out with the one next to it.
When Sehun moves slightly upwards to lick a fat stripe on the underside of Jongin’s half-hard cock with his pink tongue, Jongin knows he’s had enough of teasing.
A rough hand in his hair brings Sehun upwards to crash his lips against the other. Jongin doesn’t even need to tease his tongue inside the younger’s mouth; Sehun is so pliant and willing on top of him as he opens his mouth to gladly glide his tongue against Jongin’s.
Jongin can still taste the Sex on the Beach on Sehun’s tongue, “Kyungsoo will be here soon.”
After the party at Tao’s place last night, Kyungsoo had locked himself inside a room with a bottle of vodka in one hand and a plastered Junmyeon in the other. Junmyeon giggled all the way down the hallway, and the bang of the door was all the confirmation Jongin had needed to know that Kyungsoo wouldn’t be home that night.
Sehun’s breathing fast, and the little puffs of air hits Jongin’s lips as they break apart for a bit, “He won’t.” Sehun has no trouble flipping them both over so that now Jongin is on top of him; gazing down with lust as he shallowly thrusts his hips downwards to meet with Sehun’s frantic thrusts upwards.
Sehun gasps brokenly and wantonly, he’s always been loud in bed, and Jongin wipes Sehun’s bangs off when they fall into his eyes. Jongin loves staring at Sehun when he’s under him; all writhing and needy for only Jongin, and he’s kind of beautiful that way, with Jongin’s name falling from Sehun’s abused and red lips as Jongin reaches between them and roughly handles their cocks together.
It’s all very stimulating and fast for Sehun; even though he was the one to say that he wanted it that way. He feels the pressure under his navel build and his toes curl in anticipation before he pushes at Jongin’s shoulders to stop and Jongin quietly does as he’s told.
Sehun stretches and bends a bit to rummage frantically inside the bedside drawer, looking for the familiar bottle and box of condoms. Jongin sits back on his knees and admires the way the light that filters in through the dusty blinds and hits Sehun’s chest; highlighting various bites and bruises left there.
The pop of a cap is heard and Jongin’s hand is pulled to be smeared with the cold liquid. It catches between his fingers and some of it run down his arms and it should be distracting and a little gross, but Jongin’s fingers are brought to Sehun’s entrance by an overeager hand and Jongin can only concentrate on is the way Sehun arches upwards and holds his breath in when Jongin runs his index finger teasingly around Sehun’s entrance before pushing in slowly while Sehun breaks and breathes again, grabbing so tightly to Jongin’s arms his knuckles turn white.
One finger slowly thrusting in becomes two with a needy Sehun as Jongin bends and prods inside the red-faced younger male to find that special spot inside before sliding in the final third finger. When a measured hook of his fingers has Sehun pulling him forward to crash their lips together as he muffles his loud moans, Jongin quickly pulls out his fingers from Sehun and Sehun gasps before helping Jongin to glide on the condom and lube up generously.
Jongin stills; the tip of his cock teasing in circles at Sehun’s entrance, and Sehun whines before hooking his ankles behind Jongin’s back, you ass stop circling and teasing!
Jongin grins boyishly and bends forward to press a kiss on Sehun’s forehead as he thrust in all the way hard and fast. Sehun’s eyes squeeze shut and his mouth opens in a long silent moan at the feeling of Jongin seated inside him. Jongin takes it all in, panting as he waits for the go from the flushed male under him. Sehun rolling his hips and moaning as he holds Jongin closer with his thighs is the best indication Jongin can get and he takes advantage of it; thrusting forward and meeting Sehun’s enthusiastic hip rolls halfway and kissing faintly along Sehun’s collarbones and neck.
Sehun takes it all in with cut-off moans and a tightening of his legs behind Jongin when Jongin marks a spot near his jaw and moves to bruise his lips slower than their lower movements.
It’s when Sehun bites hard enough on Jongin’s bottom lip to draw out a thin line of blood when the older male knows he’s hit Sehun’s prostate and he drives in even faster; making Sehun’s moans come faster and louder than before as a warning of his upcoming orgasm.
“Fuck J-Jongin faster,”
And Jongin does it exactly that; grabbing Sehun’s hips and probably leaving bruises with the way his fingers dip on Sehun’s hipbones, but if the way Sehun’s moans are loader and running together any indication, then Sehun likes being marked by Jongin when they have sex. Later on, Sehun will stare at himself in the bathroom mirror and see all the bites and bruises left behind and close his eyes while his hand tugs rashly on his member, but right now he focuses on the way Jongin reaches between them and pulls on his cock roughly.
Jongin is stuttering in his movements when Sehun comes all over Jongin’s and his fingers. Sehun is always the considerate lover as her still rolls his hips violently against Jongin until he feels the male still over him and the warmth of Jongin’s come inside him as he comes inside his condom and falls apart on top of Sehun.
They are both coming down from their intense high and they kiss languidly; Sehun’s arms hooking behind Jongin’s neck, Jongin’s fingers tugging at the small hair at Sehun’s nape, and their tongues curling and gliding against each other at the ever-so-familiar pace they have always been accustomed to.
Sehun moans a bit when Jongin pulls out and gets out of bed to throw away the used condom and bring back something to clean them both off; this time is a t-shirt that’s been laying on the ground of Jongin’s and Kyungsoo’s room for god knows how long.
Jongin cleans them both off slowly and kisses along Sehun’s stomach before he’s swatted away by a blissed-out and giggly Sehun, “I’m cold.” He pouts a bit, and Jongin laughs at him but reaches for the sheets near the edge of the bed to cover them both anyways.
Sehun settles his legs around Jongin’s before speaking, “I told you Kyungsoo wouldn’t know.” He sighs, tugging Jongin closer with his arm around his waist and settling his chin in the crook of Jongin’s neck.
It kind of hurts having the bone-y Sehun drape all over him, but Jongin wouldn’t have it any other way, “I don’t think so; the shirt we used was one of hyung’s shirts. He left it on the ground because he was in a hurry to get dressed yesterday.”
Sehun laughs loudly (everything he does is loud) and snuggles even further into Jongin’s neck because he’s an ass. Jongin laughs a bit too, and then his eyes get too heavy and he finds he doesn’t even care about an angry Kyungsoo or a week of a hungry stomach with Sehun content and sexed-out in his arms.
It’s about three hours later and the shrill cry of Kim Jong-fucking-In what the fuck happened to my favorite shirt you fucking asshole! That Jongin almost feels a tiny bit of remorse.
a/n
-first smut pls dont judge
inspired by The Weeknd's "Wicked Games"
-sekai!porn is the only porn ok? ok
Length: Oneshot
Pairing: Sehun/Kai
Rating: NC-17
It’s the tongue that’s running along his Adam’s apple that wakes him up.
“Sehun,”
Jongin’s voice is turning quickly from groggy to low and lustful, but it’s quickly shushed by long fingers running along his sides and catching between his ribs; dancing their way down torturously and digging almost painfully into his hipbones.
The bed they’re on is barely big enough for the two and the sheets bunch up uncomfortably around Jongin’s ankles, but all he can seem to focus on is the feel of a naked Sehun moving from kissing his collarbones to his chest and even lower; Sehun’s hot breath is teasing and hot over Jongin’s naked member and Jongin’s eyes almost roll to the back of his head when Sehun kisses the tip of his cock before looking up at Jongin behind heavy bangs and smudged eyeliner from the night before. The innocent and chaste look in Sehun’s eyes is marred beautifully by a dangerous smirk that curves his lips upwards. Sehun even has the gall to bring the tip of his tongue along his top lip; wetting the pink muscle and smiling when Jongin groans low in his throat and grabs Sehun’s hair to tug slightly.
Sehun continues his onslaught by biting coyly onto a jutted hipbone, quickly darting out his tongue to nurse the purpling spot when Jongin sighs contentedly and runs his fingers over Sehun’s tousled hair; reminding Sehun even more of last night’s debauchery as he marks yet another spot in Jongin’s inner thigh, prettily standing out with the one next to it.
When Sehun moves slightly upwards to lick a fat stripe on the underside of Jongin’s half-hard cock with his pink tongue, Jongin knows he’s had enough of teasing.
A rough hand in his hair brings Sehun upwards to crash his lips against the other. Jongin doesn’t even need to tease his tongue inside the younger’s mouth; Sehun is so pliant and willing on top of him as he opens his mouth to gladly glide his tongue against Jongin’s.
Jongin can still taste the Sex on the Beach on Sehun’s tongue, “Kyungsoo will be here soon.”
After the party at Tao’s place last night, Kyungsoo had locked himself inside a room with a bottle of vodka in one hand and a plastered Junmyeon in the other. Junmyeon giggled all the way down the hallway, and the bang of the door was all the confirmation Jongin had needed to know that Kyungsoo wouldn’t be home that night.
Sehun’s breathing fast, and the little puffs of air hits Jongin’s lips as they break apart for a bit, “He won’t.” Sehun has no trouble flipping them both over so that now Jongin is on top of him; gazing down with lust as he shallowly thrusts his hips downwards to meet with Sehun’s frantic thrusts upwards.
Sehun gasps brokenly and wantonly, he’s always been loud in bed, and Jongin wipes Sehun’s bangs off when they fall into his eyes. Jongin loves staring at Sehun when he’s under him; all writhing and needy for only Jongin, and he’s kind of beautiful that way, with Jongin’s name falling from Sehun’s abused and red lips as Jongin reaches between them and roughly handles their cocks together.
It’s all very stimulating and fast for Sehun; even though he was the one to say that he wanted it that way. He feels the pressure under his navel build and his toes curl in anticipation before he pushes at Jongin’s shoulders to stop and Jongin quietly does as he’s told.
Sehun stretches and bends a bit to rummage frantically inside the bedside drawer, looking for the familiar bottle and box of condoms. Jongin sits back on his knees and admires the way the light that filters in through the dusty blinds and hits Sehun’s chest; highlighting various bites and bruises left there.
The pop of a cap is heard and Jongin’s hand is pulled to be smeared with the cold liquid. It catches between his fingers and some of it run down his arms and it should be distracting and a little gross, but Jongin’s fingers are brought to Sehun’s entrance by an overeager hand and Jongin can only concentrate on is the way Sehun arches upwards and holds his breath in when Jongin runs his index finger teasingly around Sehun’s entrance before pushing in slowly while Sehun breaks and breathes again, grabbing so tightly to Jongin’s arms his knuckles turn white.
One finger slowly thrusting in becomes two with a needy Sehun as Jongin bends and prods inside the red-faced younger male to find that special spot inside before sliding in the final third finger. When a measured hook of his fingers has Sehun pulling him forward to crash their lips together as he muffles his loud moans, Jongin quickly pulls out his fingers from Sehun and Sehun gasps before helping Jongin to glide on the condom and lube up generously.
Jongin stills; the tip of his cock teasing in circles at Sehun’s entrance, and Sehun whines before hooking his ankles behind Jongin’s back, you ass stop circling and teasing!
Jongin grins boyishly and bends forward to press a kiss on Sehun’s forehead as he thrust in all the way hard and fast. Sehun’s eyes squeeze shut and his mouth opens in a long silent moan at the feeling of Jongin seated inside him. Jongin takes it all in, panting as he waits for the go from the flushed male under him. Sehun rolling his hips and moaning as he holds Jongin closer with his thighs is the best indication Jongin can get and he takes advantage of it; thrusting forward and meeting Sehun’s enthusiastic hip rolls halfway and kissing faintly along Sehun’s collarbones and neck.
Sehun takes it all in with cut-off moans and a tightening of his legs behind Jongin when Jongin marks a spot near his jaw and moves to bruise his lips slower than their lower movements.
It’s when Sehun bites hard enough on Jongin’s bottom lip to draw out a thin line of blood when the older male knows he’s hit Sehun’s prostate and he drives in even faster; making Sehun’s moans come faster and louder than before as a warning of his upcoming orgasm.
“Fuck J-Jongin faster,”
And Jongin does it exactly that; grabbing Sehun’s hips and probably leaving bruises with the way his fingers dip on Sehun’s hipbones, but if the way Sehun’s moans are loader and running together any indication, then Sehun likes being marked by Jongin when they have sex. Later on, Sehun will stare at himself in the bathroom mirror and see all the bites and bruises left behind and close his eyes while his hand tugs rashly on his member, but right now he focuses on the way Jongin reaches between them and pulls on his cock roughly.
Jongin is stuttering in his movements when Sehun comes all over Jongin’s and his fingers. Sehun is always the considerate lover as her still rolls his hips violently against Jongin until he feels the male still over him and the warmth of Jongin’s come inside him as he comes inside his condom and falls apart on top of Sehun.
They are both coming down from their intense high and they kiss languidly; Sehun’s arms hooking behind Jongin’s neck, Jongin’s fingers tugging at the small hair at Sehun’s nape, and their tongues curling and gliding against each other at the ever-so-familiar pace they have always been accustomed to.
Sehun moans a bit when Jongin pulls out and gets out of bed to throw away the used condom and bring back something to clean them both off; this time is a t-shirt that’s been laying on the ground of Jongin’s and Kyungsoo’s room for god knows how long.
Jongin cleans them both off slowly and kisses along Sehun’s stomach before he’s swatted away by a blissed-out and giggly Sehun, “I’m cold.” He pouts a bit, and Jongin laughs at him but reaches for the sheets near the edge of the bed to cover them both anyways.
Sehun settles his legs around Jongin’s before speaking, “I told you Kyungsoo wouldn’t know.” He sighs, tugging Jongin closer with his arm around his waist and settling his chin in the crook of Jongin’s neck.
It kind of hurts having the bone-y Sehun drape all over him, but Jongin wouldn’t have it any other way, “I don’t think so; the shirt we used was one of hyung’s shirts. He left it on the ground because he was in a hurry to get dressed yesterday.”
Sehun laughs loudly (everything he does is loud) and snuggles even further into Jongin’s neck because he’s an ass. Jongin laughs a bit too, and then his eyes get too heavy and he finds he doesn’t even care about an angry Kyungsoo or a week of a hungry stomach with Sehun content and sexed-out in his arms.
It’s about three hours later and the shrill cry of Kim Jong-fucking-In what the fuck happened to my favorite shirt you fucking asshole! That Jongin almost feels a tiny bit of remorse.
a/n
-first smut pls dont judge
inspired by The Weeknd's "Wicked Games"
-sekai!porn is the only porn ok? ok