A/N: It took me a bit longer to edit this one than I had expected, so I couldn’t get it posted right on his birthday, but here it is! Happy Birthday to Sehun, who loves to be that bias wrecker >_>
"Noona, I don't think I can make it into work today," Sehun said from his spot on the couch. He was still in his sweats, no shirt, and had his head resting against the back cushions.
You crooked an eyebrow at his remark. Having been with him for so long, you knew full well that he wasn't actually sick. Sehun was looking for a reason to stay home, and though on most days you would entertain him, today wasn't one of those days. Admittedly work had been stressing you out a bit and your patience was a bit thin. "Oh? I'm pretty sure you said the same thing last Monday," you pointed out.
Shit. Did he say that last Monday? He really needed to get his excuses straight. But he couldn't help it. Sehun wanted to stay home today... and keep you in with him. He knew that things had been rough at work and he wanted to relax you, make you feel better in one of the only ways he knew how. "Last week was just a slight headache, but I really don't feel well today, noona."
Sehun's voice became a bit whiny, and you only rolled your eyes. "Oh? You didn't seem so exhausted when I woke up to you buried inside of me. If anyone should be exhausted, it's me," you replied flatly. Honestly, you loved living with your boyfriend. It was nice to finally have him so close, but to say that he was difficult to control when he was horny was an understatement.
Sehun pouted at your words. You were really going to make this hard, weren't you. "But that was right when we woke up. After you went to shower, I started to feel ill. Come on, as my boss, can't you give me permission to take the day off?"
"Oh Sehun, everyone in the office knows that we're dating. If I keep giving you days off and taking days off myself, people will start to talk. I want to keep my job."
"I know but... noona, I really don't feel well. Please come over here and check. I think I'm burning up," he insisted. If anyone could practically pout using his words, it was Sehun. In actuality, he did it because he knew it would work on you. He knew that you were weak to his whiny nature, even if you complained that he was a bit of a brat most of the time. But still, if your Sehunnie looked like he was sick, you'd come over right away. You'd take the bait hook, line, and sinker.
You knew that you couldn't ignore his incessant whines forever. Plus, the longer you prolonged checking on him, the later that you would leave for work, and you couldn't have that. So, with a heavy sigh, you gently sauntered over, eyes scanning your boyfriend's features as he rested his head back on the couch, eyes closed. You had considered that this was just another one of his little acts, but you also wanted to believe that he wouldn't be playing these types of games during your busiest days. You tried to think the best of him.
Slowly you leaned over, trying to reach your hand to his forehead, and that was when it was game over for you.
Faster than you even had time to react, Sehun wrapped his arms around you, holding you firm against his half-naked form. Deftly, in the mess of it all, his hands had managed to unbutton your top three buttons, lips now leaving little bites all over your chest. Unconsciously, the slightest moan slipped from your lips. You should have known he was going to do this, and you had to try to stop it here.
"S-sehun, we don't have time for this. Your teasing isn't going to work on me... t-this time," you said adamantly. Even though you tried to be firm, it was hard. You attempted to steady your breathing through your nose, but you were already breathless.
It didn't matter what you did or what you said, Sehun knew that he had won. He always knew how to get to you, and this was only one of a handful of ways he knew to make you falter. If you don’t like my teasing then why are you moaning?” he challenged, watching as you tried to give him a stern look, but failed when his hand pushed your skirt up, hardened member grinding against your covered core.
"Shit," the word barely leaving your lips as your hips moved in rhythm with Sehun's. You knew that going to work was now the least of either of your concerns. Instead, it was about feeling that delicious friction that clothes created, stimulating both of you. "Fuck, you're the worst, Sehun."
"You think that now, but you know that you love my ways. Admit it, noona. You love how much of a devious little brat I am." Before Sehun could taunt you any further, you shut him up by placing y our lips on his own, tongue slipping into his hot mouth, making him grown. In your frustration with your boyfriend, you roughly ground your hips against his, eliciting another sound from the male below you. In that instant his hands moved up, doing quick work to unbutton the rest of your white shirt before tossing it to the side. His hands were then on the clasp of your bra, the light material leaving your body in seconds.
Sehun's lips left marks all over your chest, sucking hard, little red bites everywhere. He bit down on areas that he knew were particularly sensitive, making you melt in his arms. You threw your head back in pleasure, letting out a moan that was caught in the back of your throat. Your hands rested on his knees for support, also allowing you to get a better angle against his growing erection. Sehun wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you upright as your speed picked up, both of your movements becoming erratic. The fabric of his sweatpants was causing too much friction, and his mind was going blank.
It was only at that moment that Sehun finally pulled away from your chest. "Shit, noona, I'm going to - " but before the words could leave his lips, he felt his release hit him, a mess forming in his sweatpants. And it wasn't long after that you still above him, reaching your own orgasm. The wet spot on the outside of his pants was evidence of that.
Heavy pants filled the room as Sehun held you in his arms, the both of you a sticky mess, but also satisfied. It was needless to say that you both called in sick, neither of you in any shape to work that day...
Sehun + “If you don’t like my teasing then why are you moaning?”
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