smut that involves sehun in a suit the rest is up to u:)
You’re attending the wedding of one of his friends and, as expected, Sehun is wearing an expensive black suit. You’re dressed just as formally as his girlfriend who’s going to accompany him and, as you sit in the passenger’s seat in his new car, you can’t help but admire him. He catches you staring and laughs at you while driving, his hand coming up to your bare thigh and giving it a light squeeze, all the while teasing you that you’re so smitten for him. You don’t even bother to retort because he is totally right and just the sight of him dressed up so nicely has you dripping wet.
The actual wedding party is where things get a little bit steamier, though. As usual, Sehun drinks more than most of your common friends but, since he’s always been a happy drunk, you just allow it and laugh at him acting all goofy around you and other guests. That is, until he invades your personal space and whispers in your ear the fact that he knows you want him to pound you right now. You try not to let the words affect you just so you won’t start blushing and get flustered in front of everyone but you’re done for by the time he finishes whispering the next things:
“I bet you’d take my cock so well. I want you to,” he says in a murmur, one of his arms looped around your shoulders as he slurs his words.
Because you’ve been drinking too, you don’t really realize just how dangerous it is for you two to sneak inside one of the restrooms. You really can’t care less because all you want is to get ravaged by your boyfriend and that is why you make out passionately in the cramped stall, his tie having come undone and part of his shirt unbuttoned as you roam your hands over his chest.
He presses your cheek against the door as he lifts your dress and fucks you from behind, your panties pulled to the side. His movements are uncoordinated at first, too drunk to successfully put his cock inside your cunt on the first try but you eventually get there. He fucks you frantically, his large hands gripping your boobs or your sides until he empties his balls inside of you.
He smirks when you turn around to face him, kissing your lips one more time before asking for help with his attire. You manage to button up his shirt and put his tie back in place, all before walking back to the party hand in hand. Unfortunately, you are both drunk enough to not realize that you should’ve probably returned separately and the shocked looks on the other guests’ faces go unnoticed by both of you.
