[ exo : i want it bad ]
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kokoronashii want it bad
fandom exo
pairing chanhun (chanyeol/sehun)
style drabble
length 477
nsfw. contains sex. pwp.
The most surprising thing about Sehun beside the fact that perfect honour student rich kid Sehun actually nursed a crush on him, below average class skipping drummer of an honestly pretty good at best high school rock band, was that Sehun really, really liked getting fucked.
Not Sehun liked making love, because although he quite liked that he didn't like it quite as much. And it wasn't sex because sex was the term for the mild thing normal people do. No, what Oh Sehun liked - loved, even, though love was a word that implied an emotion that was too strong for Sehun to even let himself think exist - was getting thoroughly fucked. A primal, rough, dirty fuck.
Although the most surprising thing overall, Chanyeol realised, was how much he liked fucking Sehun, in that primal, rough, dirty way Sehun liked.
"You asked for it," Chanyeol whispered in Sehun's ear when Sehun was so throughly flushed red and unable to even speak, just moan and groan and breathe so heavily and roughly it sounded like he was struggling for every bit of oxygen to enter him. "Brat."
Still Sehun managed a laugh, weak and choked as the laughter might have sounded like. A 'I know I did' laugh. A 'you like this as much as I do' laugh.
Chanyeol felt Sehun tighten around his erection anyway, needy and wanting at the sound of Chanyeol's voice in his ear. As Chanyeol slammed into him rough and hard and rougher and harder.
"Gonna--" Sehun started, the word itself only half formed between his moans. Realising it would take too much effort to word another, he opted out of it, choosing moans and to claw Chanyeol's back instead.
"Gonna come?" Chanyeol asked. He would be lying if he was to say he didn't like Sehun like this, as vulnerable and needy for him as needy and vulnerable Chanyeol felt for Sehun at all times.
Sehun nodded and pulled Chanyeol closer, bringing their heat closer together.
It wasn't before long when Chanyeol found that he could no longer take it, not the Sehun rutting under him, not Sehun's voice making sounds that weren't words and could not even form words even at the slightest bit. He spilled his seed inside of Sehun and soon, Sehun followed, coming between his body and Chanyeol's.
Chanyeol lazed on top of Sehun, both of them spent. That was until Sehun groaned and pushed Chanyeol off of him.
"You're fucking heavy," he said. And there he was, back. The rude, bratty Sehun Chanyeol was used to.
Sehun curled to him anyway, seemingly not caring that Chanyeol had to balance himself to not fall out of Chanyeol's cramped single bed that he owned since childhood.
"I love you," Chanyeol said anyway.
Sehun rolled his eyes, or just about, because he was tired and lazy.
"I know."
fandom exo
pairing chanhun (chanyeol/sehun)
style drabble
length 477
nsfw. contains sex. pwp.
The most surprising thing about Sehun beside the fact that perfect honour student rich kid Sehun actually nursed a crush on him, below average class skipping drummer of an honestly pretty good at best high school rock band, was that Sehun really, really liked getting fucked.
Not Sehun liked making love, because although he quite liked that he didn't like it quite as much. And it wasn't sex because sex was the term for the mild thing normal people do. No, what Oh Sehun liked - loved, even, though love was a word that implied an emotion that was too strong for Sehun to even let himself think exist - was getting thoroughly fucked. A primal, rough, dirty fuck.
Although the most surprising thing overall, Chanyeol realised, was how much he liked fucking Sehun, in that primal, rough, dirty way Sehun liked.
"You asked for it," Chanyeol whispered in Sehun's ear when Sehun was so throughly flushed red and unable to even speak, just moan and groan and breathe so heavily and roughly it sounded like he was struggling for every bit of oxygen to enter him. "Brat."
Still Sehun managed a laugh, weak and choked as the laughter might have sounded like. A 'I know I did' laugh. A 'you like this as much as I do' laugh.
Chanyeol felt Sehun tighten around his erection anyway, needy and wanting at the sound of Chanyeol's voice in his ear. As Chanyeol slammed into him rough and hard and rougher and harder.
"Gonna--" Sehun started, the word itself only half formed between his moans. Realising it would take too much effort to word another, he opted out of it, choosing moans and to claw Chanyeol's back instead.
"Gonna come?" Chanyeol asked. He would be lying if he was to say he didn't like Sehun like this, as vulnerable and needy for him as needy and vulnerable Chanyeol felt for Sehun at all times.
Sehun nodded and pulled Chanyeol closer, bringing their heat closer together.
It wasn't before long when Chanyeol found that he could no longer take it, not the Sehun rutting under him, not Sehun's voice making sounds that weren't words and could not even form words even at the slightest bit. He spilled his seed inside of Sehun and soon, Sehun followed, coming between his body and Chanyeol's.
Chanyeol lazed on top of Sehun, both of them spent. That was until Sehun groaned and pushed Chanyeol off of him.
"You're fucking heavy," he said. And there he was, back. The rude, bratty Sehun Chanyeol was used to.
Sehun curled to him anyway, seemingly not caring that Chanyeol had to balance himself to not fall out of Chanyeol's cramped single bed that he owned since childhood.
"I love you," Chanyeol said anyway.
Sehun rolled his eyes, or just about, because he was tired and lazy.
"I know."
